<?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-8752921</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:36:00.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mindy.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mndy</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>301</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8752921.post-116099832388565013</id><published>2006-10-16T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T04:58:20.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You could be my unintended choice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful friday night/saturday morning last week. Dinner with Sherri, Ness and Sam at Crystal Jade then clubbing till early morning with Samuel, Kenny, Marcus, Jon, Nic, Eric, Jiaxin and Sam, and for a while Cheryl and friend, at Panic DXO was insanely fun. Alot of hot dancing, booze shots.. and although &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; happened and all and I'm still so fucking affected but well. I'll blog about all these with pictures and I think even a video, at my new blog which is already up so yup. Consider this the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo last night and today, so that's twice in two days again. &lt;br /&gt;Vivo was like hell packed last evening, my family went shopping :) I spent two hundred at forever 21 then daddy bought topman and G2000 pants, sis got lingerie, mummy got zara so we effectively spent alot. Crystal Jade for dinner but it was so full that the waiting list had 27 people in front of us, so Food Republic instead. My sister said that was the cheapest Sunday meal we had in the longest time. Mm today was down aggggain after school with Kenny, Samuel, Jon, Peter, Liang and Jiaxin. Caught Silk, don't watch it. Then lunch/dinner at Pastamania. Oh yes when I was at Vivo last night there were these oompa loompa look-alike men in yellow overalls on black bikes riding around the malls. They looked really cute. AND there's candyempire at Vivo, holla ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, it's obviously I'm rushing this. I don't even care anymore. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-116099832388565013?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116099832388565013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=116099832388565013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/116099832388565013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/116099832388565013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-could-be-my-unintended-choice-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-116065483360218707</id><published>2006-10-12T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T08:00:41.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Could it be that everything goes round by chance, or only one way that it was always meant to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother of bad days yesterday. I felt like I've been ran down by a cement truck, those big dirty grey ones, with desperation consuming oneself entirely. &lt;em&gt;Unpleasant&lt;/em&gt;. And I'm saturated by this formless sadness; It's always there but I don't constantly feel it. But what if it never leaves ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the one who battled sleep and stayed up to talk to me to the one placed both his index fingers on my lip ends to form a smile (which didn't stay) to those who poured in calls, messages, prayers, notes &amp; hugs..&lt;br /&gt;To all who have been, and always been there for Mindy, I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I somehow plucked up some mood and decided to go for dance rehearsals afterall, which was I think a very bad decision for my partner who I killed with all the mistake swirls and wrong footwork. Vivocity with Jiaxin after, my second time in two days. Retail Theraphy, I say, does little wonders. I still vaguely remember being sad though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I brought Justin to Pluck on tuesday. How I love Vintage Contemporary Cafe Houses :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/JUSMINATPLUCK.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/JUSMINATPLUCK.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/Picture109%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/Picture109%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/JUSMINNNN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/JUSMINNNN.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/IMFERGIEFERG.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I love four inch thick double buckled saddle belts : It hids whale neatly. Ha I like to name my bodyparts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/Picture1211.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/Picture1231.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/Picture1241.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the chandeliers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then big old grumpy man became really hungry so it's to Carl's Jr at Vivocity. Little Miss Sunshine is one good flick with lots of Nacho Cheese of course then, random shopping next, Justin bought this really neat polka dot Topman shirt and I fell in love with the mega Forever 21. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, quick update on happenings.&lt;br /&gt;13 October - Panic at DXO, Cj's post promo party. Booze, dance, fun to the early morning, it's all that. Be there or be square.&lt;br /&gt;14 October - Cj's openhouse 10am-3pm (haha I've got to be in school by 9) If you're interested to continue your education at Cj, which I really don't see why, be down then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-116065483360218707?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116065483360218707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=116065483360218707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/116065483360218707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/116065483360218707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/could-it-be-that-everything-goes-round.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-116005476420491206</id><published>2006-10-06T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T20:07:33.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Her lips were the last thing touched tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm good now. That no matter what the circumstance, one could be happy if he tried hard enough. I could do with naivety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quiz, shall we !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five snacks I enjoy. (I like this question)&lt;br /&gt;-Cha Soba &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;-Those brownies I had at Pluck yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;-Kit Kat Cookie Dough Bar :)&lt;br /&gt;-Jellybeans, from the Jellybean Factory.&lt;br /&gt;-Royce' Milk Chocolate Namis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five songs i know all the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;-Tigerlily&lt;br /&gt;-Goodbye, Goodnight&lt;br /&gt;-So contagious&lt;br /&gt;-Blue &amp; Yellow&lt;br /&gt;-All you wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things I would do with a million.&lt;br /&gt;-Go globe-trotting !&lt;br /&gt;-Buy a excellent house for my family&lt;br /&gt;-Insane shopping sprees :) &amp; launch my very own fashion line !&lt;br /&gt;-Find a cure for Eczema &amp; Nosebleeds&lt;br /&gt;-Donate to Third World Countries Organisations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five places I will run away to.&lt;br /&gt;-Your arms&lt;br /&gt;-A apple farm&lt;br /&gt;-A beach house&lt;br /&gt;-Alsaka&lt;br /&gt;-Anywhere with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five things I will never wear.&lt;br /&gt;-Those ugly silver/gold/whatever braided belts&lt;br /&gt;-Gauchos, they amplify fat thighs&lt;br /&gt;-Ankle heeled boots&lt;br /&gt;-Gothic/Preppy, okay maybe only for Haloween Parties&lt;br /&gt;-One inch thick foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;-Over-dependence on myself&lt;br /&gt;-I like to attack sexy bellybuttons&lt;br /&gt;-I keep my nails and skin in this little tin&lt;br /&gt;-I blow too, too much money ): &lt;br /&gt;-I don't fall in love easily, but when I do, only too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five biggest joys.&lt;br /&gt;-The one I love, all my dearest friends &amp; my family&lt;br /&gt;-Food, glorious food !&lt;br /&gt;-Fashion, I'm a fashion whore damn it&lt;br /&gt;-Good music, flicks, cafes, photographs, books&lt;br /&gt;-Family trips every year :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five famous people I'll date.&lt;br /&gt;-Hugh Jackman&lt;br /&gt;-Matthew MacFadyen&lt;br /&gt;-Channing Tatum&lt;br /&gt;-Rafael Nadal&lt;br /&gt;-Frank Lampard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done. I'll hand the time over to Milk &amp; Cereals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-116005476420491206?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/116005476420491206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=116005476420491206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/116005476420491206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/116005476420491206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/her-lips-were-last-thing-touched.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115997466222782969</id><published>2006-10-04T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T08:11:02.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes it worked, and blunted the pain, and sometimes it didn't. It just made her think that her life was trival. She wondered how much she would have to do to validate her existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never despaired with such a lack of faith in a long while. It feels foreign, which I suppose is a good thing. But it's come back this time round hitting me, twice as hard, at where it hurts the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She felt that they performed an open-heart surgery on heart, in boxing gloves, and that they had forgotten to sew her back up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was always on her mind but she couldn't trust her feelings about him anymore. Sometimes, she felt as though there was a frozen ring around her heart which stopped her from feeling anything at all. But she was afraid to dig too deeply into her emotions because she was terrified of what she might find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each word echoing in my head, over and over again. My brain practically filtered all the words and retained only the hurt and disappointment in your voice. The wave of emotion swept me away. Under-current, suffocation. There’s a little more than I could bear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left me completely dismantled on the inside. And maybe I didn't feel too brave and strong anymore. There's always some reason to feel not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll take heart and dry them sad eyes because the dark clouds will pass and the sun will come to shine, right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need my Cheeseburger Happy Meal. &lt;br /&gt;Peter &amp; Benny, thank you for being there for Mindy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's just one thing I can do nothing about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115997466222782969?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115997466222782969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115997466222782969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115997466222782969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115997466222782969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/sometimes-it-worked-and-blunted-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115997094195962104</id><published>2006-10-04T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T07:09:01.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"We've got to get better, "I said, it's all in your head." &lt;br /&gt;We could live through these letters or forget it all together. &lt;br /&gt;See the months they don't matter it's the days I can't take. &lt;br /&gt;When the hours move to minutes and I'm seconds away. &lt;br /&gt;Just ask the question, come untie the knot. &lt;br /&gt;Say you won't care. &lt;br /&gt;Say you won't care. &lt;br /&gt;Retrace the steps as if we forgot. &lt;br /&gt;Say you won't care.&lt;br /&gt;Say you won't care.&lt;br /&gt;Try to avoid it but there's not a doubt &lt;br /&gt;And there's one thing I can do nothing about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all that we need is just a reaction, &lt;br /&gt;It's too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore. &lt;br /&gt;If chasing our dreams was just a distraction, &lt;br /&gt;I'll want to remember when I know that I can't go back.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was :) ! Crystal Jade Xiao Long Baos, Marks &amp; Spencer's Percy Pigs, Royce' Chocolates, Black Clover. It is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/27092006055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/27092006055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my &lt;strong&gt;Superman&lt;/strong&gt;, isn't he just so adorable, baby ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115997094195962104?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115997094195962104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115997094195962104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115997094195962104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115997094195962104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/weve-got-to-get-better-i-said-its-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115976638431696285</id><published>2006-10-02T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:19:02.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry. You don't know how lovely you are. I had to find you, tell you I need you, tell you I set you apart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is so random, but Mince, if you're seeing this, suddenly I can't wait to see you in school today. Sucha a funny feeling, I'm becoming a freak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I swear you love me, my dear, it's very sweet. But you got me see me when you came to my class to pass me the vest &amp; calculator right, so there ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's back to school and I'm given a flat week to love maths. The graphic calculator's my new toy. Numbers, I say numbers.. Thy do love you not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side of life, after marking a $13million comeback and modelling for high-end fashion cults like Burberry, Louis Vuitton, Versace, Dior, Calvin Klein Jeans, Missoni amongst many others, Kate Moss has collaborated with Topshop to design for Spring 2007 collection. Why my, awesome ! A perfect reason to save up for Spring don't you think. I cannot wait for her line to be launched, it's gonna be spectacular, she's got great sense of style. Now who says you can't be chic snorting coccaine, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black, Grey or Denim ? I can never seem to decide the shade of my Drainpipe Skinnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must know how I hate now that I have become so wary of my own feelings. I've stuck around long enough to comprehend that this won't be sustained. It will as always, fade, and I would just be an ornament on your shelf, a singular print on your wallpaper if it is to say; Insignificant. When would you begin to see how this is affecting me ? Or when would you rather, decide to care or pay slightly more attention to the little details that define what we really are ? Nothing, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Emo is bad for health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my big bowl of Cha Soba. I tend to always overlook the fact I've resolved to be calorie conscious, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is extremely incoherent, and anyway my Maths papers are screaming to be touched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115976638431696285?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115976638431696285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115976638431696285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115976638431696285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115976638431696285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/come-up-to-meet-you-tell-you-im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115967214867435897</id><published>2006-10-01T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T20:09:08.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Get on the bus, It's time to go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye you fricken promos :) Ha actually I ended promos on tuesday itself (that is if I don't count maths) and boy, you bet I'm having the time of my life right now. The week's been blasting ! And it's so feels good to just have books off your back. I could get use to this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I get comments that I don't update on happenings, I'll skim through okay ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;Burgerking lunch with Kenny Samuel Jiaxin &amp; Sandy, then went down Grand Cathay for Haunted Apartments. Oh my goodness, it's horror at it's worst, we were laughing like half the time cause it's too dumb. Do not watch it. Mm then, got home, changed, went down Chinatown, Arab Street, Haji Lane then Bugis to get my dress. Town later to meet the Ass and Serena then went for three bowls of Rocher Tau Huay ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Kenny, Samuel, Marcus, Roy, Jon, Chris, Peter, Liang, Jiaxin &amp; I :) Sun, Sand, Sea, it's Sentosa baby ! Beach volley (Acutally the line's not here, It's Here HAHA), beach soccer, water fun :) Annd of course, The Video. Pool at Cool Deck plus Ben &amp; Jerry's Cookie Dough ! Nic the Architect joined us then we ten booked a Maxi Cab (Squeezed like Sardines !) to Toa Payoh for a good tummy lovin' at Pizza Hut. Bussed to Bishan for Pulse, it's a good show mhm ! Then cabbed home with Samuel, Peter and Liang nearly midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Horrific morning due to.. well. Met up with Sam in the early afternoon and embarked on, Mad Shopping Spree. Retail, Fitting Rooms, Slashing blue cards, it was ALL that. Terribly fun and I was damn sastified with my loot. Except Topshop didn't carry the calfskin boots I wanted in my size :( Boo. Mm, then dinner at Sakae Sushi and John Tucker Must Die at Cineleisure. It was love and Sam liked the movie alot :) Cabbed to my place cause Sam wanted to check out my Fishnets then her mummy came soon after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday / Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Sheranne at Marina Square then walked around abit and went to Candy Empire ! &lt;3 Rah. Shuttled to Cityhall then cabbed to Forum, got our hair done at In@Backstage from four to seven (frozen bums), Sam popped by at five plus. So I have big bang messy curly permed hair now, haha I do miss my straight hair rather much though, but it's always good for a fresher change, right ? But is it me or the sickening ammonia smell is still in the strands. And little did we know we were up for a rude shock :\ Ah nevermind. Went Fareast for Chicken rice dinner then Sam left to meet Byron. Trained down to Clementi then cabbed to Samuel's place. Disney Monopoly with Kenny and Peter :) I somehow liked Bambi Road alot, Bambi Bambi. Haha oh wait yes, I swear Samuel is damn cute, how he rolls on his bed and cooes. And I looked massive in his oversized tee and pants. Yup, then at about midnight we five went down to watch The Wig which was so, so boring we were dozing off at most parts. Kenny slept like ten minutes into the show so Marcus Peter Samuel and I stayed up to.. Racist Jokes ! Oh my god, fricking funny please ! HAHA. Mm woke up at nine, greeted Arnold the pet parrot and Dino and Ruffles the Siberian Huskies good morning in the backyard then Samuel had tuition so we left. Ha total unglam, imagine me in big clothes, three inch heels, messy hair, lugging a big Guess bag, disasterous ! Mm got home, showered then went to met Jars at Plaza Sing. Lunched at Ichiban Sushi to cure my Cha Soba craving ! :) Then we went to Grand Cathay and Jars bought me a Single Scoop Waffle Icecream :D Yay. Haha walked to Peace Centre cause he wanted to see Taylors, BOOBOOBABA MOOMOOMAMA FOOFOOFAFA :D It's a private joke ! HAHA. Mm then rushed back for Scoop, it's a damn good flick yo', loved it :) Trained to Somerset then went Fossil cause Jars wanted to get a watch but the last piece was pretty ruined so no watch ): Dinner at Wheelock's Fish &amp; Co was great then we went to go get my Mustard Yellow dress but the lady just in front of me bought it instead, grr. Jar's neck hurted so yup, parted ways and I bussed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I just wrote a whole chunk of words. Haha but it's just really brief. Anyway, I'm going Marmalade Pantry for breakfast then I'll get down to practising Maths the entire afternoon before meeting my family for dinner at Suntec. Why Suntec ? Cause Daddy says 'I wanna go buy clothes at the big Ralph Lauren store mah' Okay loh Daddy but I really wanted to go back to Four Seasons Hotel leh ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115967214867435897?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115967214867435897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115967214867435897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115967214867435897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115967214867435897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/10/get-on-bus-its-time-to-go-goodbye-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115945693753546422</id><published>2006-09-28T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T08:22:17.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To Ben/Benny/Superman/Pea/Whale :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/188163472_1b51af6d5b_o%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/188163472_1b51af6d5b_o%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;3 Count your cupcakes :) &lt;em&gt;Thank you for being special&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115945693753546422?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115945693753546422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115945693753546422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115945693753546422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115945693753546422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-benbennysupermanpeawhale-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115918480532425876</id><published>2006-09-25T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T05:02:18.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Love is &lt;em&gt;patient&lt;/em&gt;, Love is &lt;em&gt;kind&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It does not &lt;em&gt;envy&lt;/em&gt;, it does not &lt;em&gt;boast&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It is not &lt;em&gt;proud&lt;/em&gt;, It is not &lt;em&gt;rude&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It is not &lt;em&gt;self-seeking&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It is not easily &lt;em&gt;angered&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It keeps &lt;em&gt;no record of wrongs&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in &lt;em&gt;evil&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but rejoices with the &lt;em&gt;truth&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always &lt;em&gt;protects&lt;/em&gt;, always &lt;em&gt;trusts&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;always &lt;em&gt;hopes&lt;/em&gt;, always &lt;em&gt;perseveres&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &lt;em&gt;bears&lt;/em&gt; all things, &lt;em&gt;believes&lt;/em&gt; all things, &lt;em&gt;hopes&lt;/em&gt; all things, &lt;em&gt;endures&lt;/em&gt; all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love never ends, Love never fails.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Corinthians 13:4-8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you baby.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115918480532425876?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115918480532425876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115918480532425876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115918480532425876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115918480532425876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/love-is-patient-love-is-kind-it-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115881766111379638</id><published>2006-09-21T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T00:36:24.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Misunderstand, we're holding hands, we're at the beach, we're throwing sand. As the lights just go up all around us, I can't believe it's over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I managed to convince myself that I deserved a break off studying, I'm currently watching New York Fashion Week's Fall 2006 &amp; Spring 2007 Runway Shows which are incredibly awesome. Now how did I earn that. Haha anyway, I always wish I could don trenchcoats and calfskin boots, they're classic. And Zac Posen, Tuleh and Betsey Johnson's are great inspirations for Spring ! (read:muted shades, flirty feminine, casual-chic, flamboyant look, 40s inspired hairstyles) I like fashion weeks :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ca-tas-tro-phe / Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[kuh-tas-truh-fee]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a sudden and widespread disaster: the catastrophe of war.  &lt;br /&gt;2. any misfortune, mishap, or failure; fiasco: The play was so poor our whole evening was a catastrophe.  &lt;br /&gt;3. a final event or conclusion, usually an unfortunate one; a disastrous end: the great catastrophe of the Old South at Appomattox.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The definition of Promotional examinations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115881766111379638?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115881766111379638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115881766111379638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115881766111379638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115881766111379638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/misunderstand-were-holding-hands-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115864186340110730</id><published>2006-09-19T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T21:57:43.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;High gloss hearts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1809 General Paper&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1909 Economics&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 History Paper One&lt;br /&gt;2109 Literature Paper Four&lt;br /&gt;2509 History Paper Two&lt;br /&gt;2609 Literature Paper One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so royally fucked for Promos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115864186340110730?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115864186340110730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115864186340110730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115864186340110730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115864186340110730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/high-gloss-hearts-1809-general-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115837563452908511</id><published>2006-09-16T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T20:00:34.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no idea why some pictures are so tiny and I don't really care to blow them up and edit them here. If you wish, there's Sam's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115837563452908511?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115837563452908511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115837563452908511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115837563452908511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115837563452908511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-have-no-idea-why-some-pictures-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115836896841180269</id><published>2006-09-16T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T04:11:05.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good morning world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much had been going on I barely have a clue on where to start. Hm how about say, a photo update !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0ca1e21.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, no sun ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0ca1d91.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0ca1e8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0ca1a0.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's alright, we'll still have fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0ca148.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause yo', we're cool like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0ca091.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0ca0b4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0ca06f.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam wants to be your FHM pin up lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0c9f9b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0c9f7b.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat everything, shut up. But I like my hot pink ruffle bik alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0c9f03.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/ed0c9f74.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay you can probably ignore the dumb captions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, Sam and I crashed jj in Owens and Bikila yesterday. It's so nice, I saw/hug so many people ! Like, Sharlene, Jen, Joy, Jemery, Jason, Clement, Jane, Kuong, Yueqi, Melvin, Kuinoi, Regina and of course, Karo, Jerd and Tse who was with us most of the time when they had breaks. Attempt to do productive studying failing very badly (What mindy, you're still at the same page of notes? Haha after like two hours) Instead, we kept popping by the bookshop to buy snacks (Tankuinoi seaweed!) or tour the school compound. Haha and I like the Peach Lime drink alot. Oh yeah, there was this blackout like 75% of the time we're there, did the college forgot to pay their bills or something ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115836896841180269?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115836896841180269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115836896841180269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115836896841180269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115836896841180269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/good-morning-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115806562835438278</id><published>2006-09-12T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T06:03:55.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/blancsi3%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/blancsi3%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to paint my nails when I get too stressed from burning the books. Or alternatively, I like to get this huge bowl of jellybeans and slowly sort them into colours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115806562835438278?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115806562835438278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115806562835438278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115806562835438278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115806562835438278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-like-to-paint-my-nails-when-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115785237307795014</id><published>2006-09-10T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T18:39:33.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/?action=view&amp;current=JUSSMINN1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/JUSSMINN1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/?action=view&amp;current=JUSSMINN3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/JUSSMINN3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/?action=view&amp;current=JUSSMINN2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/JUSSMINN2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/?action=view&amp;current=JUSSMINN.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/JUSSMINN.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'll understand. When everything's made to be broken, &lt;em&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115785237307795014?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115785237307795014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115785237307795014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115785237307795014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115785237307795014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-i-dont-want-world-to-see-me-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115720332722746416</id><published>2006-09-02T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T20:26:03.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;KRUNK IT UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day world. So, Sentosa turned up the heaaat. I was supposed to go tan with Jon in the day but the sun cancelled out on us so met up with the Ness and Sam at like five. A very unsuccessful tanning session but it was good talk and camwhoring with a little booze haha. To krunk after, the entire time before the fashion parade was rather bad.. we went around ate some yummy designer food (Quail egg heartshaped munchies &amp; yummy cupcakes!) and also did a little vintage shopping at the market (: Oh and we got interview by Sarah and Kaaaari (: Oh my god she's damn hot (take that already, Ness). Mm the parade started really late, we went drinking with some Marcus and Terence guy before that. The show wasn't that fantastic considering the long wait and they had some kinky licking whipped cream contest thing which two guys won, um nuff' said. Then ! The dancefloor opened and it was a blast ! Go, go booty at the dancefloor :D Haha oh then we met Reuben, Kenneth, Joshua, Matthew, Eugene, Jovian and Theron so we all bootied together and it was good cause like the guys will watch our backs (literally) and tell us when there’s someone trying to get funny then we'll back off or they simply just dance around us so no one gets near (Protective circle haha !). For Sam's case, this guy who she previously got hot and heavy with came back a second time round to get her number and she ran to dance with the guys at the further end haha. What a good shield. Annnd also, the guys were really good fun ! Haha they've got crazy dance moves up those sleeves I tell you, especially Reuben Teo (Think retro and r&amp;b infusion!). We tried to copy and got a good laugh out of it haha. Oh and I kept telling people "I smell grass". Wet grass. I went to the vip bar thing to drink with Kenneth sometime around two and I swear he secretly loves dancing to Teriyaki Boys (And I wonder if you know, how they live in Tyoko!) Hahaha mm went back to the dancefloor to join the rest then Sam's mum came to picked her up at like three so Ness and I sent her off then we went back in and just died around the fountain cause we're simply too tired. We probably danced for like three good hours and the knees weren't keeping up already. Sooo we left at like five and we all hailed cabs home, gave Reuben, Eugene and Theron a lift out of Sentosa and the rest took other cabs. Ness came over to my place and we just collapsed on my bed. I got up at twelve today and my mum sent Ness home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and.. Nard got punk'd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min: Nard ! Oh my god, Ness. She drank too much and got wasted.&lt;br /&gt;Nard: Huh! Really ah!&lt;br /&gt;Min: Ya, -passes phone to Ness&lt;br /&gt;Ness: ..Helllllloo, um ya.&lt;br /&gt;Min: So how?&lt;br /&gt;Nard: Okay okay, wait for me, I come down now. I take cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See darling, Narddy cares so much for you. And thank you Nard, I know I'm a good actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do a picture update soon. Once I get the beach pictures from Ness and dancefloor ones from Kenneth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I don't know if the above makes sense, I feel like Ive still got Barcadis and Vodkas in my system. All I know and would know is that I had a hell of fun last night and I absolutely love my ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115720332722746416?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115720332722746416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115720332722746416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115720332722746416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115720332722746416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/09/krunk-it-up-good-day-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115685054520905900</id><published>2006-08-29T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T04:22:25.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"For Ford's sake, talk sense. I can't understand a word you say. First it's vacuum cleaners; then it's knots. You're driving me crazy." She jumped up and, as though afraid that he might run away from her physically, as well as with his mind, caught him by the wrist. "Answer me this question: &lt;em&gt;do you really like me, or don't you&lt;/em&gt;?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a moment's silence; then, in a very low voice, "&lt;strong&gt;I love you more than anything in the world&lt;/strong&gt;," he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then why on earth didn't you say so?" she cried, and so intense was her exasperation that she drove her sharp nails into the skin of his wrist. "Instead of drivelling away about knots and vacuum cleaners and lions, and making me miserable for weeks and weeks." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She released his hand and flung it angrily away from her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;If I didn't like you so much&lt;/em&gt;," she said, "&lt;em&gt;I'd be furious with you&lt;/em&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Late lunch at Ikea with Bestfriend / Beancurd dinner with Cris&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CJ Drama Night / Supper at Chompchomp with Nigel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentosa! Suntanning with Ness Sam Sheranne Claire / Hit the club Krunk' loving, go booty at the dancefloor!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mugging session with Sam and Karo at Guthrie's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, my week ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you more than anything in the world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115685054520905900?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115685054520905900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115685054520905900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115685054520905900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115685054520905900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-fords-sake-talk-sense.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115666716926840232</id><published>2006-08-27T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T01:26:15.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Get low, get low&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;em&gt;Devil Wears Prada&lt;/em&gt; ! Awesome, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends have been terribly fulfilling (read:shopping spree/movie), but sinful enough to say I haven't really been getting down to work. Nevertheless I'm gonna take the gamble and say I'm starting to enjoy school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be really dumb to think I actually meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good sunday, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115666716926840232?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115666716926840232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115666716926840232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115666716926840232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115666716926840232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/get-low-get-low-i-love-devil-wears.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115624747054933363</id><published>2006-08-22T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T04:53:24.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's impossible to say a thing exactly the way it was, because what you say can never be exact, you &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; have to leave something out, there are too many parts, sides, crosscurrent nuances; too many gestures, which could mean &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;, too many shapes which can never be fully described, too many flavours, in the air or on the tongue, half-colours, too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I just love to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115624747054933363?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115624747054933363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115624747054933363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115624747054933363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115624747054933363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-impossible-to-say-thing-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115608489542858679</id><published>2006-08-20T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T04:54:40.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Everybody drunk out on the dance floor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the three to the four to the five !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam's farewell party last night was fairly good. We had lots of pizzas, salads, pies and soft drinks (No booze!) but it was nice just hanging out with lovelies. And Samuel Ryo you nuthead, I'm so gonna miss you too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/RYOMIN.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More outings and gums in December, you promised, love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesta Sukan Carnival in the morning then to Suntec's Carl Jr with Michelle, Priscila, XiangLi, Alicia, Hannah, Eileen, Huei, Amanda, the darling netties. Swiss Crispy Chicken Bacon Burger &amp; Criss Cross Fries is the sex, baby, haha :D Then to Candy Empire ! I lovvve Candy Empire &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonka's Whipple Scrumpitious Carmel Delight&lt;br /&gt;Nestle Kit Kat Cookie Dough&lt;br /&gt;Fry's Turkish Delight&lt;br /&gt;Chokito King Size &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, they're damn good. Along with a whole bunch full of lollipops, gummies and candies. Of course the other netties went crazy in there too, with big hand baskets and shrills haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And precious one, I got you a little goodie bag ! Sneak preview : Starbursts Gummies &amp; Lifesavers in Strawberry Sundae Flavour :) Just to name a few. You're probably too stressed with exams I figured you need a sugar boost, there you go ! &lt;em&gt;Love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115608489542858679?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115608489542858679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115608489542858679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115608489542858679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115608489542858679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/everybody-drunk-out-on-dance-floor.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115595937675950025</id><published>2006-08-19T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T20:49:36.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He said :&lt;br /&gt;In this ever-changing landscape, she's my only constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish I can be all that you deserve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115595937675950025?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115595937675950025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115595937675950025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115595937675950025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115595937675950025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/he-said-in-this-ever-changing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115564385160555979</id><published>2006-08-15T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T05:10:51.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Quiet now, your voice seems miles away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's two weeks to promos and study session today over at Simply Bread, Guthrie House and later Tea Party, was surprisingly productive. Was it the two big mocha shots and sandwhich ? Good mix of the chilly rainy afternoon and Augustana plus Copeland music or simply just the perfect company ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really like studying at cosy cafes, and I love mocha lattes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me again why do we always have to do History research assignments. It's a pain in the ass, my ass. And to be blunt honest, the whole promo thing is killing me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115564385160555979?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115564385160555979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115564385160555979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115564385160555979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115564385160555979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/quiet-now-your-voice-seems-miles-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115551718405156217</id><published>2006-08-14T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T05:11:20.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been watching your world from afar&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to be where you are&lt;br /&gt;And I've been secretly falling apart&lt;br /&gt;To me, you're strange and you're beautiful&lt;br /&gt;You'd be so perfect with me&lt;br /&gt;But you just can't see&lt;br /&gt;You turn every head but you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll put a spell on you&lt;br /&gt;You'll fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;When I put a spell on you&lt;br /&gt;And when I wake you I'll be the first thing you see&lt;br /&gt;And you'll realise that you love me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115551718405156217?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115551718405156217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115551718405156217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115551718405156217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115551718405156217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-watching-your-world-from-afar.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115539437999213521</id><published>2006-08-12T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T07:53:00.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And the greatest miracle of all is how I need you (and how you needed me too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That hasn't happened for the longest time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;(Forever &amp; ever, babe)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115539437999213521?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115539437999213521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115539437999213521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115539437999213521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115539437999213521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-greatest-miracle-of-all-is-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115526368742984348</id><published>2006-08-11T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T19:35:41.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Don't go. Don't", she said, but she wasn't even sure if she said this out loud or just in her head. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't kill me but I'm not in school today hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115526368742984348?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115526368742984348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115526368742984348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115526368742984348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115526368742984348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/dont-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115521542927532751</id><published>2006-08-10T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T06:50:57.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Light up, light up &lt;br /&gt;As if you have a choice &lt;br /&gt;Even if you can not hear my voice &lt;br /&gt;I'll be right beside you dear&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major Diet Failure : Five plates of Sakae Sushi / Salted Popcorns / Fried Mars bar / Cheese Sausage with Mash Potato - NOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha however, if there was a smiley for today, it would have to be :))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looove you (and your awful hair) !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, do catch &lt;em&gt;Click&lt;/em&gt;. It's a rather good comedy I would say. And I liked lunch at Sakae, except someone kept poking fun at the way I eat sushi and order my plates one-by-one, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I kind of really like Laguna Beach, Eighth Ocean &amp; The Hills alot. But they don't seem to have it in stores or whatever. Know what's a perfect afternoon ? A full glass of chilled dark grape juice, a bag of nacho cheese and waffle crisps chilling to either of those shows. Splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yay, Jiaxin's gonna bring me oatmeal and milk tomorrow :) And Calvin's buying me strawberry yoghurt and nacho cheese (!!).. the only thing is I'm too lazy to get out of my house to meet him at the uh, railway track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want school tomorrow. "Studying is against my religion", as what Peter says, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115521542927532751?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115521542927532751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115521542927532751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115521542927532751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115521542927532751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/light-up-light-up-as-if-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115504430537188364</id><published>2006-08-08T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T06:38:25.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And love is not the easy thing. The only baggage you can bring, is all that you can't leave behind&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know computers can have bitchfits too. I asked Ryo is 7MB of space left alot and he was like, it's equaliavent to feeding your computer a single popcorn for lunch hahaha. So, I figured out my computer got too hungry and started freezing my conversations, windows and everything else. I've got too many songs in its system but I can't detox it either cause I need my music. Um, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double Whammy was a complete waste of time. Ajisen at Junction Eight with half the class then trained down town to meet Ness, Sherri and Jerd. Then Sherri and Jerd left to meet Michael and Jamie and Ness and I went Cine to get tickets for My Super Ex-Girlfriend. We both agreed it's dumb but at the same time very funny and it's that sort of flicks which you cannot decide if it's good or bad. However, we rated it three popcorns so yay, catch it. Bussed to Marina cause I wanted to go Diva but it's such a disappointment ! But if anything at all, Chippy's Fried Mars Bars &amp; Cheesy Sausage made up for it :) Haha I like Chippy's. Mm then Ness had dinner to attend so Nard came and we all cabbed. Haha anyway, I love you Nessie darling, thank you for the little chats &amp; silly smiles. Priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my house is stocked with eternal supplies of food. Mummy and Daddy brought Sis and I to the Supermart for gorcery shopping on sunday evening and holla we bought shitloads of food. How does three cart full of gorceries which amounted to $449 sound ? HAHAHA. Ford, we bought chips, drinks, chocolates, biscuits, yoghurts, bread, milk, cheese, ham, noodles, juices and all those junk and hey I realised I actually like gorcery shopping haha. I've been making for myself Ham &amp; Cheese Wholemeal sandwhiches the past days too and it's good. I like the whole idea of fiddling around the kitchen alot. So anyway I was like Mummy can we do this more often and she's like, you girls are acting as if there's gonna be a famine or something. Maybe, hahaha. Food keeps my chin up, smile, Mince.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115504430537188364?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115504430537188364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115504430537188364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115504430537188364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115504430537188364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-love-is-not-easy-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115483579813960761</id><published>2006-08-06T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T20:53:31.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i285/grandslamclassics/JUSMINBABY-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said you'd be my dream. I could have you every night. And if by morning I'd forgotten you, well, no big deal. That'd be all right. Because you're the re-occurring kind. You never really leave my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Founder's Day Service &amp; Dinner seriously kicked ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S / To all, please send me Founder's Day pictures, thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115483579813960761?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115483579813960761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115483579813960761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115483579813960761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115483579813960761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-said-youd-be-my-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115452464826616913</id><published>2006-08-02T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T06:17:28.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Dirty pretty things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Coconut milk makes me sleepy."&lt;br /&gt;                          -Bestfriend, 17 years old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA I swear that cracked me up quite badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I met up with Bestfriend at town after classes. I've been in town every other day the past weeks that it's becoming unhealthy. Mm anyway, he got his tie and shirt and I got my patents so it's all good. I think I've spent like five hundred bucks just on clothes and shoes this week, holy crap. Then we went Isetan Starbucks to chill at those huge soft sofas, the sweet thing bought me Java Frap &amp; Chocolate cake :D Yay ! Mindy is a happy girl, haha ! He made me poke and slap him so much cause he's so irritating lah. Ha mm then we walked over to Paragon to get Sheranne's presents and Bestfriend went home. Well I cabbed to Ngee Ann Poly and hell, I almost murdered the cab driver over the dumb fare. But it's worth it cause I got to see my darling birthday girl ! &lt;3 And she loved the ten red roses (I specially got them to wrap in blue paper hokay), mini Bakerzin's mousse cake and Hershey kisses :) So happy birthday okay dear, I love you plenties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Nessie, I'm not almost disappearing ! I had coke &amp; curly fries, coffee &amp; cake (all courtesy of Bestfriend) today. I feel almost fat typing this, ah. I need to lose weight badly :(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if I'm capable of blackmailing Daddy to drive me to Rocher tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115452464826616913?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115452464826616913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115452464826616913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115452464826616913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115452464826616913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/dirty-pretty-things-coconut-milk-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115443802949328974</id><published>2006-08-01T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T06:18:56.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Are you alright", he asks. Eyebrows knitted with concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I guess.." she shrugs, struggling with the bravest of smiles. She pauses as if to construct a thought of sorts, then continues. "Well maybe everything is not all fine and dandy but it will be, eventually." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sit in silence amidst chaos and noise of the hectic thoughts in their private minds ; too many unsaid things they wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello August. The year is getting by too fast. And honey, I don't have you here with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115443802949328974?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115443802949328974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115443802949328974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115443802949328974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115443802949328974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/08/are-you-alright-he-asks.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115430775957357540</id><published>2006-07-31T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T07:04:49.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Noises &amp; Kisses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like first period breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a Strawberry Yogurt Muesli bar just now, I think the college librarian saw but couldn't really care less. Haha anyway I just got done with my essay, I have another on Monopoly but I'm too lazy to get started on it. I have Literature in ten minutes, and that reminds me I haven't done my poetry essay too. I hate essays, and that's like what History, Economics and Literature is all about. You have to write fricken essays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bell rang, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115430775957357540?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115430775957357540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115430775957357540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115430775957357540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115430775957357540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/noises-kisses-i-like-first-period.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115418232480626429</id><published>2006-07-29T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T07:12:04.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Out of touch, are we out of time ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fantastic time with Sheranne shopping, staying over at my place and all yesterday. As I'm typing now, I'm looking down at my awfully painted nails hitting the keyboard but you know I still love you :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past vs present was fairly good. Then again it's all about meeting people I haven't seen in a long time and simply have some good clean fun. Bingo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two Rocher Beancurd on the way, courtesy of Uncle Moh :) It's turning obsession, I swear. I had like five bowls last week and this week I think I'm hitting six or something. Oh and someone bring me to ChompChomp at Serangoon Gardens ! I wanna try their Chocolate Beancurd, it sounds really interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I miss someone mighty lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115418232480626429?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115418232480626429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115418232480626429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115418232480626429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115418232480626429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/out-of-touch-are-we-out-of-time-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115396769851060332</id><published>2006-07-27T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T19:34:58.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;As between us, something ends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Week Boost ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in school today cause I have a bad throat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mediacorp for Idols last night with Bestfriend, Asshole, Ray, Serena and Clarence. Haha it was kind of awesome though when you're packed with a few hundred screaming fans, the decibels really get to your ears. And and and ! JONATHAN LEONG WAVED TO ME :D Haha I could die smiling or something, he's too charming. Oh yes we were on air for like two seconds haha. Mm, I thought the classical theme was really nice. I caught Vanessa &amp; Amanda at the entrance too and they're for Mr Paul Twohill, who's not. They made this hot pink banner which screamed "PAUL, YOU CAN HAVE MY TWO HILLS" Hahaha, what kinky friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went Geylang for tim sum afterwards. Clarence almost got into a fight with some fricking blangah guy cause he stole our lot. Very random but Clarence has got beautiful eyes, it's quite sad that he smokes, sleeps around and stuff like that. Mm, tim sum was rather good but I was pretty full cause I had Rocher Beancurd (!!) in the afternoon and I shared a chicken pie with Bestfriend at Idols. So yeah, got home slightly past midnight and holla, I skipped school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to meet Peter for breakfast at Guthrie House but that guy just got up not so long ago. Bad throat means no Quiche for me, moans. Ah he messaged, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115396769851060332?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115396769851060332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115396769851060332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115396769851060332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115396769851060332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/as-between-us-something-ends-mid-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115366519697865156</id><published>2006-07-23T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T07:33:16.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So maybe, we'll write our perfect romance later&lt;br /&gt;once we learnt to use the pencil and write the words&lt;br /&gt;so we'll never have to erase a moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the call, you made things so much clearer now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115366519697865156?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115366519697865156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115366519697865156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115366519697865156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115366519697865156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-maybe-well-write-our-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115362794632979141</id><published>2006-07-23T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T21:13:20.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Three bowls of Rocher Beancurd at Graffiti-walled alley past midnight :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special one, you're the most precious.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;em&gt;Love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115362794632979141?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115362794632979141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115362794632979141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115362794632979141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115362794632979141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/three-bowls-of-rocher-beancurd-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115354250997792913</id><published>2006-07-22T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T21:29:14.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had the roughest of nights, last night. It's not very nice that we always engage in arguements like this and I hate, I repeat, I hate to have you screaming like a mad boar over the line. It's my fault, can't really recall since when it hasn't been but I'm sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended with.. Midnight playground ventures &amp; A cheeseburger happymeal. Then again, I can't keep resorting to Happymeals to keep me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirates was good shit. And watching it at Golden Village Gold Class only made it better. I really have to admit Johnny Depp's excellent and I loved his eight-eyed tribal face paint, fricking exotic. Mm, and of course the company's great. Though I seriously don't know how the day degenerated into.. nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look at you and I feel my heart bursting through my chest&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my two Pedder Reds :) Hooray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115354250997792913?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115354250997792913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115354250997792913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115354250997792913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115354250997792913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-had-roughest-of-nights-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115348921418731756</id><published>2006-07-21T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T06:40:14.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You'll say the world has come between us, but I know you just don't care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115348921418731756?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115348921418731756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115348921418731756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115348921418731756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115348921418731756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/youll-say-world-has-come-between-us.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115348544590369944</id><published>2006-07-21T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T05:37:25.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I wanna do is to make everything right, but everything I do just seem so wrong&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong ?&lt;br /&gt;You? Me? Or just the two of us together ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115348544590369944?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115348544590369944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115348544590369944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115348544590369944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115348544590369944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-i-wanna-do-is-to-make-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115340294140615415</id><published>2006-07-20T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:44:21.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And, I don't suppose you have the slightest idea but I care so much more than you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115340294140615415?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115340294140615415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115340294140615415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115340294140615415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115340294140615415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-i-dont-suppose-you-have-slightest.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115331740365622706</id><published>2006-07-19T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T06:56:43.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC00422.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC00422.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC00413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC00413.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I've got to pull me through is memories of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115331740365622706?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115331740365622706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115331740365622706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115331740365622706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115331740365622706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-falling-into-memories-of-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115322283298690449</id><published>2006-07-18T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T04:40:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Would you render me all those sweet smiles and intentions, and actually mean them ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115322283298690449?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115322283298690449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115322283298690449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115322283298690449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115322283298690449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/would-you-render-me-all-those-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115314151839203936</id><published>2006-07-17T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:05:18.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know what I should do but I just can't walk away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115314151839203936?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115314151839203936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115314151839203936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115314151839203936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115314151839203936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-know-what-i-should-do-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115302352212502037</id><published>2006-07-16T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:18:42.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;There's still just one thing I can do nothing about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self : Remember to remove your electric blue nail polish &amp; study hard of whatever is remaining of the weekends. Studies, priority ! Pop by the bookstore to get Adele Parks &amp; Nicholas Sparks novels soon. Anticipate the week next, lighten up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115302352212502037?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115302352212502037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115302352212502037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115302352212502037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115302352212502037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/theres-still-just-one-thing-i-can-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115295698431559033</id><published>2006-07-15T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T02:49:44.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two people touching lips&lt;br /&gt;Hands on each other's hips&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else in the world but one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 42nd floor&lt;br /&gt;On a distant shore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how we strayed so far from this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When there is nothing left to burn,&lt;br /&gt;You have to set yourself on fire.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115295698431559033?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115295698431559033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115295698431559033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115295698431559033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115295698431559033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/two-people-touching-lips-hands-on-each.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115295510580003659</id><published>2006-07-15T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T02:52:03.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;When I said go, &lt;br /&gt;I never meant away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel so defeated ? Have I even began ?&lt;br /&gt;This is very difficult. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like after school yesterday, we were at Far East BurgerKing's counter squealing like some kids to get those very, very adorable Kid Meal's Spongbob Squarepants figurines. I've got Outback &amp; Liberty, haha. Annes is out of stock ): But Royal Guard's on the wayyy.&lt;br /&gt;Mm, then I bumped into Cris at Pacific, haha hello sweetheart, I wanna see your new spunky haircut. Then I met Sheranne after her dental, she was complaining how her dentist didn't tighten her teeth and everything haha. We did alot of window shopping, for mostly comestics. I got my Dior Eyeshadow for Eightythreebucks but thank God for vouchers :) And I was practically her makeup doll the entire time like she'll just slap blusher, eyeshadow and everything else onto my face and go Oh that colour is nice or No that's not. Haha, mm and I had great, great conversations at both Yoshi over dinner and Wisma Starbucks chilling. We were there till like past ten, sipping Java Chip Frap (It's damn good) and just talking about everything shit thing that is going on in our lives. Without a doubt, she's my happy pill, I can tell her anything. I absolutely enjoyed the entire time with you Sher, I love you plenties darling &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Up till like one, was messaging with Dalton till I slept asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already known, my term grades are disgusting. I need a study plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115295510580003659?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115295510580003659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115295510580003659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115295510580003659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115295510580003659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-i-said-go-i-never-meant-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115280526929478474</id><published>2006-07-13T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T08:41:09.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dalton &amp; Vic,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how you guys can just speak to my heart and make me feel so much better instantly with words. Thank you for always being so assuring and comforting. I don't think I'll make through this night without your conversations. You left me with a peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mindy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115280526929478474?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115280526929478474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115280526929478474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115280526929478474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115280526929478474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/dalton-vic-its-amazing-how-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115279802771418186</id><published>2006-07-13T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:40:27.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These relics of remembrence are just like shipwrecks&lt;br /&gt;Only theyre gone faster than the smell after it rains&lt;br /&gt;And when this hourglass has filtered out its final grain of sand&lt;br /&gt;I raise my glass to the memories we had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if we come home empty handed we'll still have our&lt;br /&gt;stories of battle scars, pirate ships and wounded hearts, &lt;br /&gt;Broken bones and all the best of friendships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll be waiting for you, infinitely.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115279802771418186?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115279802771418186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115279802771418186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115279802771418186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115279802771418186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/these-relics-of-remembrence-are-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115263035582023711</id><published>2006-07-11T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T08:05:55.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like, a very large part of me just died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you (In alphabetical order)&lt;br /&gt;Cris&lt;br /&gt;Jiaxin&lt;br /&gt;Ness&lt;br /&gt;Sandy &lt;br /&gt;Sheranne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115263035582023711?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115263035582023711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115263035582023711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115263035582023711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115263035582023711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-feel-like-very-large-part-of-me-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115241397001840288</id><published>2006-07-09T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T20:00:45.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;So I'll say why don't you and I get together &lt;br /&gt;And take on the world we'll be together forever&lt;br /&gt;Heads we will and tails we'll try again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which fcking junior college History Department loses your entire cohort's International History Mid Term Scripts and demand a retest within a mere three day notice. It's absurd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, school commences only at nine tomorrow morning cause Brother Paul knew very well half the school was gonna skip Monday classes cause of World Cup finals. I like pasta, I'm for Italia ! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115241397001840288?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115241397001840288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115241397001840288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115241397001840288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115241397001840288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-ill-say-why-dont-you-and-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115236821860557818</id><published>2006-07-08T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T07:16:58.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face &lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace &lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Could it be worse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a mascara obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like Laguna beach now. And, I really want those hot Pedder Red's heels. I love both the red and the blue one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway, you can actually get me at my old number from now on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115236821860557818?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115236821860557818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115236821860557818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115236821860557818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115236821860557818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/when-you-try-your-best-but-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115219254173828849</id><published>2006-07-06T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T06:29:01.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want you to be my definition.&lt;br /&gt;And still I want you to mean something to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115219254173828849?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115219254173828849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115219254173828849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115219254173828849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115219254173828849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-want-you-to-be-my-definition.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115193415419078742</id><published>2006-07-03T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T06:42:34.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;These hands are shaking cold&lt;br /&gt;Your hands are mine to hold&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you say if I asked you not to go&lt;br /&gt;To forget everyone, forget everything and start over with me&lt;br /&gt;Would you take my hand and never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Promise me you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stars aren't out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;but neither are we to look up at them&lt;br /&gt;Why does hello feel like goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;These memories can't replace,&lt;br /&gt;These wishes i wished and these dreams I chased&lt;br /&gt;Take this broken heart and make it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I lost everything when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should know,&lt;br /&gt;you're not making this easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be the one to say&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha it's songs like these that makes you feel you actually wrote them yourself. I hold these lyrics close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm hokay I was out with Sam Ryo today. Like for once I couldn't really recognise him. His sideburns are like the length of my fricking index finger. Well so, we ate lunch at FoodRepublic, caught She's the Man at Cine and we kind of agreed it's not your average chic flick. It's a pretty good movie I should say. And I love Channing Tatum, he's so fricken hot lah. Sam likes Laura Ramsey, haha. Then, we kind of shopped around. And like I don't know how but I spent two hundred bucks just, like, that. Ha, um I've this really bad habit of buying the same piece of clothing in all the available colours. Like we were at Mango and I liked this top and we were there for close to an hour trying to decide the colour for it. I went to fit twice and I was like 'Sammm, which should I get' and he was like 'All is nice..' and after a long while, I ended up buying all four of them. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, thank you for the day Sammy Ryo, My silly old veggie friend. I loved the conversations, the laughs, the time spent and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also of course, to my Clique for saturday night. It couldn't have been more perfect. Love you all very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's tomorrow. That can also be translated into Checking of Term Scripts, Resumed Trainings, Assignments, Late nights. Like hello, I love none of them. The next few days will also probably be dedicated to dear History PBL which I have yet to get started on and is dued, tomorrow. Very right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left remembering what it's like to have you here with me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115193415419078742?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115193415419078742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115193415419078742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115193415419078742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115193415419078742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/these-hands-are-shaking-cold-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115185230562769003</id><published>2006-07-02T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T07:58:25.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to Mindy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a fulfilling birthday I'd say. Though I'm feeling nothing less than awful now. Well.. I did flea marketing in the morning at Maad's Red Dot and China Square. Oh and you guys should try Salvation Army's Megamarkets for good thrifts too. Mm, dinner at Hyatt with my family and him. Good Tummy Lovin' ! And next weekend's at Westin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Family Dinners = Major Diet Failure :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this morning, um he popped by my place to drop me a beautiful bouquet of blue roses, all twelve of them. Bleams wide ! Haha, well I was really delighted. And thank you lovely, I love you so terribly much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, Happiness comes tagged with an expire date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's expired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115185230562769003?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115185230562769003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115185230562769003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115185230562769003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115185230562769003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-to-mindy-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115173439824495530</id><published>2006-07-01T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T23:13:18.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Preoccupied without you, I cannot live at all,&lt;br /&gt;my whole world surrounds you, I stumbled and I crawl.&lt;br /&gt;You could be my someone you could be my scene.&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll protect you from all of the obscene.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you're doing, imagine where you are.&lt;br /&gt;There's oceans in between us, and that's not very far.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ______ for Ben&amp;Jerrys Icecream, and the short but lovely evening :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115173439824495530?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115173439824495530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115173439824495530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115173439824495530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115173439824495530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/07/preoccupied-without-you-i-cannot-live.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115154609434045381</id><published>2006-06-29T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T19:01:52.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;We drive tonight,&lt;br /&gt;And you are by my side.&lt;br /&gt;We're talking about our lives,&lt;br /&gt;like we've known each other forever.&lt;br /&gt;The time flies by,&lt;br /&gt;with the sound of your voice.&lt;br /&gt;It's close to paradise,&lt;br /&gt;with the end surely near.&lt;br /&gt;And if I could only stop the car&lt;br /&gt;and hold onto you,&lt;br /&gt;and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let go.&lt;br /&gt;As we round the corner to your house&lt;br /&gt;you turned to me and said,&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be going through withdrawal of you for this one night we have spent."&lt;br /&gt;And, I want to speak these words&lt;br /&gt;but I guess I'll just bite my tongue,&lt;br /&gt;and accept "Someday, Somehow"&lt;br /&gt;as the words that we'll hang from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I don't want to speak these words.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, I don't want to make things any worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does tonight, have to end?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we hit restart,&lt;br /&gt;and pause it at our favorite parts.&lt;br /&gt;We'll skip the goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;If I had it my way,&lt;br /&gt;I'd turn the car around and runaway,&lt;br /&gt;Just you and I.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song really amplifies how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay let's see, I'm over and done with Terms. Let's pop the champagne, no ? Haha yes we had like this Current Affairs exam before our Maths paper yesterday and they asked the weirdest of all questions. Okay like in the Interational Issues section, one goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men's magazine, XXX (I forgot it's name), had American Men voted _________ as his ideal dinner date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. I forgot her name too&lt;br /&gt;B. Angelie Jolie&lt;br /&gt;C. Julia Roberts&lt;br /&gt;D. Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was contemplating between Angelie Jolie and Oprah Winfrey. No doubt Oprah Winfrey will make a very good conversationalist over dinner and stuff like that but cmon, let's face up, we're trying to be very practical here and I want my mark, Men would totally dig Angelina Jolie's boobs, boot and those fat lips. Haha so I shaded B eventually, boys are smelly. &lt;br /&gt;They asked other questions like who had missiles, or what is up with the Nepalese King and all that but it really doesn't matter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Maths was like.. yeah. I think I was more occupied with playing with the Melon flavoured heartshaped candy with my tongue and being very amused by Moses' yellow giraffe pen (Oh my god, I took 9 minutes to spell giraffe) than actually thinking about how on earth do you differentiate In that sort of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman Returns with Peter, Roy, Liang and Jiaxin at Lido after that. Samuel had his Chinese B paper to study for and Sandy went to the airport to send Benny off. Hm the movie was well, alright but I had this suspicion that Jiaxin was Superman her previous life cause she kept going, 'Oh I have a Dejavu on this scene!' like every now and then. Haha. If you have to know, I think Brandon Routh is rather hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, and I have to tell you about the sweetest shit ever. Right, Vanessa Loh Ya Shi's the most unbelievable person on earth. Like on Tuesday morning the doorbell rang and I'm like whoever comes over at 9plus in the morning and I went to check out the cctv monitor screen but by then the porch was already cleared. I started to hear footsteps up my stairs and before I knew it, it was Ness lah !! Haha, I was like damn shocked okay. Mm and that darling of mine, she got me this Cold Storage goodie bag with like Icecream and Chips and all that yummies in it together with these sweet little heartwarming notes she wrote for me. I'm like aww, I can never love you enough babe. Then yeah, she stayed on for quite a while to talk to me about stuff and haha, I'm never quite used to baring my heart out like this but I told her everything in certain depth. It never spares me the tears but I really felt much better after that. Two big bear hugs ! &lt;3 Dear, thanks so much for everything you've done for me hokay, I appreciate it really alot and I love you plenties :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels nothing to be three days away from your birthday. Haha, I'm guessing it's age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115154609434045381?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115154609434045381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115154609434045381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115154609434045381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115154609434045381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-drive-tonight-and-you-are-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115129036633376840</id><published>2006-06-26T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T19:52:46.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's just not the same when you wake up in the morning with a smile on your face, when you know you lied yourself to sleep to make it better. To make it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;History&lt;br /&gt;Lit Paper One&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics&lt;br /&gt;Lit Paper Four&lt;br /&gt;Maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid terms have been majorly depressing. Only to add on to whatever I'm going through now. This is getting too tough to cope. I don't like crying like fck and reasoning things out every, single, night just to get ourselves no where and you so frustrated with me. At least, we got somewhere last night. And boy, I promise I'll do what I'm supposed to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fricking in love with you, enough to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday week, I'm supposed to be jolly. Supposed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115129036633376840?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115129036633376840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115129036633376840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115129036633376840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115129036633376840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-just-not-same-when-you-wake-up-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115107041359000367</id><published>2006-06-23T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T06:46:53.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remembered being much happier&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can't even manage a smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S / Rather waste some time with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115107041359000367?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115107041359000367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115107041359000367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115107041359000367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115107041359000367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-remembered-being-much-happier-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115098084662339963</id><published>2006-06-22T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T06:04:31.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm bleeding and I'm heartless but I'm yours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ______,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to our every meeting. Even if it was just for a short meal, a little chat or simply a brief exchange of glances. I like how I instantly feel so alive being with you.. The flux of emotions I exprience in those mere moments are unimaginable. So deep. Yet, I always, almost feel non-existent in your presence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically to those who hardly think about us in return.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are full and raging. I think of you many hours a day. I could go on thinking about you many hours a day. Of most, I think of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel emotions I never, ever felt before. From the tingling sensation at the knowledge you blew me a unknowing kiss, to times on the phone I get all so warm and fizzy I curl up into a ball, wanting to just capture this warmth. Your warmth ? The surge of a romance that ceased its power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You must know, I tried to forget.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all say it's takes time, and a certain amount of fate. But what then happens at the end of time ? And Fate, in itself, is too abstract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This nagging uncertainty.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one fall in love ? Do you trip ? Do you stumble, lose your balance and drop to the sidewalk, graze your knee, graze your heart ? Do you crash to the stony ground ? Is there a precipice, from which you float, over the edge, forever ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm in love when I see you, I know when I long to see you. Not a muscle has moved. Leaves hang unruffled by any breeze. The air is still. I have fallen in love without taking a step. When did this happen ? I haven't even blinked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I at any slighest hint sense that you care for me ? ..Do you even care ? &lt;br /&gt;Is this all an issue at all ? &lt;br /&gt;What runs through your mind when your hand contacts mine, when we collapse in play, when we hug, when we.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I really don't have the capacity to absorb everything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could make you see how important this means to me. I look away from you, sometimes. Then I look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I tie my shoes, when I peel an orange, when I scour through pictures, when I lie down each night without you, I remain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ever,&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S / I really love you, ______.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115098084662339963?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115098084662339963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115098084662339963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115098084662339963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115098084662339963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-bleeding-and-im-heartless-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115093840615179185</id><published>2006-06-22T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T05:55:05.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The alcohol is scented with your breath&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ness &amp; Nard / I'm so, so sorry lovelies. I really feel like the most horrible person on earth. I know it's crazy to make you guys go waiting for five hours, okay look kill me. Mindy owes you both one. Really sorry ! :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started my day off really bad. I'm a stupid loghead hokay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango Sale, 22 June, 8am Islandwide.&lt;br /&gt;Sis and I were supposed to give it a madrush cause we had this crazy plan to get up at 7am, wash up, bring cash and drive down to Lido Mango to queue for the sale. But she's very well still asleep and I can't get her up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes Open - Snow Patrol&lt;br /&gt;We don't have to whisper - Angels &amp; Airwaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These albums are must gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoofookingray, History terms are tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115093840615179185?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115093840615179185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115093840615179185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115093840615179185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115093840615179185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/alcohol-is-scented-with-your-breath-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115085922154149256</id><published>2006-06-21T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T20:07:01.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Tonight is our last stand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to put myself out there, so vulnerable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody tell me it's wrong and senseless to be so mad at you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Omen was okay. And I spent money again. Ade.g's creations are dope. I won't think twice about forking out a hundred for one of her necklace or something. Oh I bought a pair of her earrings yesterday. And nearly, a topshop clutch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so broke and it's wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attempt to study for Terms with Jiaxin in school later : Strike One.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115085922154149256?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115085922154149256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115085922154149256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115085922154149256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115085922154149256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/tonight-is-our-last-stand-its-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115077347304553270</id><published>2006-06-20T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T20:23:39.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pale, her eyes clouded with an unwonted melancholy, she sat in a corner, cut off from those who surrounded her by an emotion which they did not share. She had come to the party filled with a strange feeling of anxious exultation. 'In a few minutes,' she had said to herself as she entered the room, 'I shall be seeing him, talking to him, telling him'(for she had come with her mind made up) 'that I like him - more than anybody I've ever known. And then perhaps he'll say...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would he say ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda liked last night, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, England vs Sweden at 0300 ! It's Frank's birthday too :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://direct.motorola.com/hellomoto/dolcegabbana/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this, go peek. Motorola Razr v3i Gold Limited Edition featuring Dolce and Gabbana ! :D The layouts and everything are D&amp;G inspired, God how cool is that. I want this for birthday ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like making accessories, suddenly. I don't know. Mm, my right eye is hurting like mad. Dumb contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessie, I've got your mail and I can't reply cause my Hotmail's pretty screwed up. Mm, yes let's go partying at DXO tomorrow, Vertigo ! But that would be later in the night cause there's Justin's npidol compeition thing which I'm guessing you won't be going already cause of cip ? Ask Leonard Tan along too hokay ! I wanna see him booty, hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;And thanks for caring hun, I'll tell you more in person. Not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so pathetic having to communicate like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha so much for wanting to study. &lt;br /&gt;I HATE MID TERMS LAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115077347304553270?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115077347304553270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115077347304553270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115077347304553270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115077347304553270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/pale-her-eyes-clouded-with-unwonted.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115068964923157762</id><published>2006-06-19T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:00:49.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will attempt to sound happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever buy Absolut Vodka in Peach. It burns your throat like wild fire and tastes nothing less than a fusion between detergent and cough mixture. It's very bad alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha would I sound dumb if I said I support Ivory Coast for the World Cup ? They're actually good, just tough luck for being in a bad group. But then.. I like England too. Frank Lampard's the bomb, baby. Haha he's so fricking Hot. Sizzle I say ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and haha, when you travel, don't buy chips. Like at Bangkok, the marts are stocked with the most interesting chip flavours Sis and I ever had. They had like Thai Chilli Paste, German Sausages, Salmon Teriyaki, Seaweed Sushi and stuff like that. Haha so we kinda bought alot of them back and they exploded in the airplane. Mummy was like why does it explode and I explained to her it was because of the air pressure and everything. Just when I thought I just done and forever over with Physics, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall murder Econs today. Mid terms in five days :\ Oh my God !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115068964923157762?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115068964923157762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115068964923157762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115068964923157762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115068964923157762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-will-attempt-to-sound-happier.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115060633572600378</id><published>2006-06-18T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:52:21.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;But everything looks perfect from far away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back at midnight. &lt;br /&gt;Besides Dong Nai Cha, there's really nothing to Hongkong worth talking about. Shopping was so very below average, the weather was bad and the Hongkongers need Anti-Smoking Campaigns or something. They live on cigarette sticks and ashtrays, and I swear at the rate they're going at it their lungs would like go bad on them any minute.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps, it's also the very part of me feeling so lousy the entire time that brought my trip down. Drinking glasses after glasses of Vodka at the Skylounge till past two every other night till I get myself so flushed cause I hate this already. Drinking doesn't make you think any less, in fact I would like to think it accelerates the speed in which you process your thoughts but they're thoughts without feelings attached. It doesn't reason. And for that time you're not involved with your surroundings, your being, your mind. I like that.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm having a problem with sleeping these days. I can't sleep. Not even after popping sleeping pills. The high beige hotel ceiling has become my lonesome partner.&lt;br /&gt;In the day when you're kept busy with stuff, you shelve those demanding thoughts at the back of your mind with a simple excuse. But night.. they surface. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if.."&lt;br /&gt;"But by now you should already know.."&lt;br /&gt;"I can't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never told me it was that dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, while I was over at Hongkong I got hooked on these Meiji's strawberry pocky sticks. It isn't those we have here in Singapore. Hongkees get their pocky coated with strawberry cream and the real fruit meat itself. Too good, simply too good. So to save me from my frequent trips to 7-11 to grab those goodies daily, Mummy bought two cartons back for me. I hope none of it broke because I have a thing about not eating broken pocky sticks.. Mm, there's this other Cheesecake flavoured one, very good too, I have ten boxes of that. Ask me if you want them ? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm waiting for my sister to get up from her slumber so we could pack up our room together to fit all the new loots that's screaming for space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be seeing you tomorrow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115060633572600378?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115060633572600378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115060633572600378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115060633572600378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115060633572600378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/but-everything-looks-perfect-from-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-115004078605528072</id><published>2006-06-11T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T08:46:31.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And three and a half minutes&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a lifetime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile's aren't too tempting and hopes as good as lies&lt;br /&gt;Memories are pain that lost their meaning over time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ferry ride was really long and lonesome, the little trip itself wasn't worth my day.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emotional build up, is too much to take. Stop fricking thinking so much, Mindy, I beg you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flight to Hongkong at Seven in the morning, that's about eight hours away and I haven't packed my lugguage. In fact, I haven't even unpacked my Bangkok's. And hm, I gotta really study for good, like Mid Terms are just a week plus away. That's a very scary thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay and I think I've put on alot of weight. I feel like this fat clumsy Mammoth with excess fats slapped onto my arms, hips, thighs. Roar :( Then there's gonna be TimSum, Wanton Mee and all that good shit the upcoming days. I better draft out this great diet plan like the minute I'm back or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you know, some fucken asshole stole my Fred Perry bag in Siam Square. So I'm like handicapped without my v3, camera, Armani pouch and all my little things. Burn all you Thai pickpockets, these losers will never understand what they're taking away from those they steal from is much more than monetary value alone. And you have to know I'm not good at numbers, I can't remember like more than seven or something. So, I'm forced to leave you guys messages here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ness / I'll be back on the 17th instead, so I might make it for Rebirth at MoS. Haha I'll tell you about it again when I get back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheranne / I got you a Harrod's bag, get it from Justin hokay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigel / I'll get your stuff in Hongkong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clique / Firstly to Tse, an advanced Happy Seventeen Birthday dear :) Sorry that I won't be around to celebrate it for you with the clique but yeah, you'll get somehting from me definitely. And to my dearest clique, I know that I haven't been to outings lately and stuff but please know that I love every, single, one of you alot. I'll be there for the back, cross heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll pen a letter now, for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-115004078605528072?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/115004078605528072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=115004078605528072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115004078605528072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/115004078605528072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-three-and-half-minutes-felt-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114995500010148680</id><published>2006-06-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T08:56:40.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;They're coming after us with big guns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mayfield&lt;br /&gt;Bullets&lt;br /&gt;Boston&lt;br /&gt;Stars and Boulevards&lt;br /&gt;Feel Fine&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's Best&lt;br /&gt;California's Burning&lt;br /&gt;Coffee and Cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;Brace&lt;br /&gt;More than a love song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like air flights. &lt;br /&gt;And haha hello, I'm kind of back. I'll be leaving for Bintan early tomorrow morning, and I just touched down at like ten. No brownie points for guessing I'm really tired. Hm, there was this change in the schedule so I was in Thailand the last eight days or so, just different states. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha like baby, I kicked Bangkok in the ass. Shopping's totally Awesome with a capital A. Mummy, Sis and I went over with one lugguage and came back with eleven. The airport had some issues with our baggage weight, cause seriously, it was like.. It's times like these you thank God for trolleys. Mm, I totally dig nightmarkets. Like cheap bargains, great buys, what's not. And food, glorious food. Those knicknacks off the streets are good ! And please, Bangkok's seafood is fantastic. We were like day two in Bangkok and Mummy ran out of cash, haha like Daddy called his Thai friend who send 24thousand to our hotel, and we spent it in the next three days, everything. Haha, oh yes we caught this Thai movie in MBK too, called NongHin or something, which was surprising good. &lt;br /&gt;Um, tuktuk drivers are pretty cute too. And Bangkok Playground is love ! &lt;3 There's this posh restaurant called Vanilla, and they're peanut chocolate shake &amp; house salad is like, God heavenly. Not to mention brownies too ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay, I ought to get going, it's like midnight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S / Listen to those songs in italics, please, by the Great Augustana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings are yet something, I can't deny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114995500010148680?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114995500010148680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114995500010148680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114995500010148680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114995500010148680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/theyre-coming-after-us-with-big-guns.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114925292816234754</id><published>2006-06-02T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T06:02:45.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Random, ready ? Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 / I need to learn to draw my own eyeliners.&lt;br /&gt;02 / Vintage, retro getups are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;03 / I found Paul Twohill on Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;04 / Augustana's music = &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;05 / I feel like drinking booze, now.&lt;br /&gt;06 / Past few days were.. fucking screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;07 / I love my HotPink v3.&lt;br /&gt;08 / I prefer not to be emotionally attached to things.&lt;br /&gt;09 / Florida's Natural Juicy Nuggets keep me sane.&lt;br /&gt;10 / I have this new thing for salads.&lt;br /&gt;11 / My skin is peeling.&lt;br /&gt;12 / I want to paint my nails red and black, on the alternate.&lt;br /&gt;13 / I like to remain vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Thailand, on United Airlines I think, tomorrow evening. Overseas shopping, yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see who I'll miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114925292816234754?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114925292816234754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114925292816234754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114925292816234754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114925292816234754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-ready-here-we-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114915774088292957</id><published>2006-06-01T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T03:29:03.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Stars and Boulevards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get the strangest feeling you've gone away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/goingaway%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/goingaway%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001: Real Name - Mindy Ng.&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname - Min, Mindies.&lt;br /&gt;003. Single or taken - Swinging single.&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac Sign - Cancer, I believe none of it.&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female - Female.&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary School - Fairfield.&lt;br /&gt;007. Ipod - Fourth Generation 30GB Ipod :)&lt;br /&gt;008. How many buddies on your list - Many ?&lt;br /&gt;009. Friendster name: Mindy. Oh friendster added my surname.&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair Color - Dark brown and it's natural, so stop catching me councillors.&lt;br /&gt;012. Hair Long or Short - Long, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;014. Eye Color - Black&lt;br /&gt;015. Are you health freak - Haha, far from that.&lt;br /&gt;016. Height - 165cm, and I wanna be taller.&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone - Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;018. Do you like yourself - I do.&lt;br /&gt;019. Braces? - I want Limegreen braces, I need them actually.&lt;br /&gt;020. Think you're awesome? - Haha.&lt;br /&gt;021. Piercings - One on each ear.&lt;br /&gt;022. Tattoo - No and never. They're fricking ugly, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 'Firsts'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. Surgery - I never had one.&lt;br /&gt;025. First piercing - December last year, haha.&lt;br /&gt;026. First best friend - Sheranne Wong, I love that lady.&lt;br /&gt;027. First Award - Hm, Long Jump Gold. That's like so long back already.&lt;br /&gt;028. First Sport You Joined - Volleyball, haha I was captain then hey !&lt;br /&gt;029. First pet - Guppies, tonnes of guppies. I killed them all in my playpool.&lt;br /&gt;030. First vacation - Three years of age, to Indonesia I think. &lt;br /&gt;031. First Concert - Haha some really dumb concert with an ass.&lt;br /&gt;032. First love - You don't have to know this at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;033. Favorite movie - Oh plenty. Pride &amp; Prejudice, White Chicks, to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;034. Favorite tv show - Haha I hardly watch telly these days.&lt;br /&gt;035. Color - Red &amp; Black.&lt;br /&gt;036. Music - I'm fatally stuck on Augustana.  &lt;br /&gt;039. Drink - Green Apple with Celery &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;040. Body part not on the face - Um, my bellybutton.&lt;br /&gt;041. Cartoon - Spongebob, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;042. Favorite piece of clothing - Currently, my denim hotpants.&lt;br /&gt;043. Brand Of Clothing - Mango, Zara, Topshop, Warehouse, Forever21, Guess, Armani, Fcuk. I really love Vintage &amp; Retro Thrift Shops too.&lt;br /&gt;044. What do you sleep with - Oversized tee and undies.&lt;br /&gt;045. Favorite School - Haha how about I don't like school althogether.&lt;br /&gt;046. Favorite Animal(s) - Hippos, and the PotBelly Pig.&lt;br /&gt;047. Favorite Book - Memoirs of a Geisha :)&lt;br /&gt;048. Favorite Magazine - Female, Her World, Seventeen, Cleo. Sometimes, Cosmopolitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating - Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;050. I'm drinking - A big mug of Iced Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to - Kill myself with my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to - Boston by Augustana.&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting For - A phonecall, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;056. Watching - Words pop out on the screen cause I'm typing.&lt;br /&gt;057. Wearing - Tee and fbt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. Want Kids - Sure I do.&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to Get Married - Eventually yes.&lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in Mind - I wanna study law, but I don't quite wanna be a lawyer. I always, always wanted to be Marine Biologist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is better with the Opposite Gender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes - Eyes.&lt;br /&gt;069. Hugs or Kisses - Both please.&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller - Taller.&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous - Haha both.&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms - Nice arms.&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud - Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship - None is of my priority at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;076. Sweet or Caring - Both lah.&lt;br /&gt;077. Trouble Maker or Hesitant - Trouble maker. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a Stranger - No.&lt;br /&gt;079. Drank bubbles - Um, no ?&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts - I have a thing for losing my glasses. &lt;br /&gt;081. Ran Away From Home - No.&lt;br /&gt;082. Broken a bone - Not quite.&lt;br /&gt;083. Got an X-ray - Yeah. The doctor suspected I had kidney issues.&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken Someone's Heart - I never wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;086. Turned Someone Down - Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried When Someone Died - Yes.&lt;br /&gt;088. Cried at school - I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Believe In&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;089. God - :)&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles - Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight - I don't believe.&lt;br /&gt;093. Aliens - Haha no ?&lt;br /&gt;094. Magic - It's an illusion.&lt;br /&gt;095. Heaven - Yes.&lt;br /&gt;096. Santa Claus - Haha no, but I like christmas.&lt;br /&gt;097. Sex on the first date - Hell no. &lt;br /&gt;098. Kissing on the First Date - No.&lt;br /&gt;099. Angels - You're one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Is There someone You Want To be with&lt;br /&gt;right now? - Glenn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just occured to me I'll be leaving in two days time. &lt;br /&gt;Shit, and there's so much work to be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114915774088292957?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114915774088292957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114915774088292957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114915774088292957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114915774088292957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/06/stars-and-boulevards-and-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114913630765786799</id><published>2006-05-31T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T21:39:35.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And we wait above a road&lt;br /&gt;We're turning to go home &lt;br /&gt;And the silence from the side of the car &lt;br /&gt;Tells me everything and how we are &lt;br /&gt;Cause there's no more trying to make this alright&lt;br /&gt;Theres no more trying tonight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer and phone has been screwing up on me in late. I can't upload my pictures and I take two centuries to receive and reply a message, whatever. I got a HotPink Motorola v3 thus so, bye damned nokia. And in time to come, I swear I'll get a laptop and off you go, dumb com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaunt on Tuesday night was really good, Sam's friend Perry got us into the club early, cause the queue was like monsterously longgg. Ministry of Sound is totally awesome, you can say it's my favourite club till date. Hardcore partying, everybody get down to the dancefloor ! Music was kickass hot. Danced for the longest time I could remember then chilled out at the White Room. Oh yeah, we got our drinks confiscated by the bouncer, damn. Haha also, I saw Sharlene darling ! I gave her this big suffocating hug :D Love you hun. There were lots of hotties around, literally, steaming up the club. We left at three in the morning, Sam's mum gave us a lift. Sherri and Ness stayed over at my place, we were all dead tired but then really. My heels were killing me and people love stepping on my toes when I'm dancing (Ahem, Sherri cough Anne), just to name a few. Anyhow, it was all good. I love my gorgeous besties alot &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was totally wasted cause I spent the entire day just sleeping, and sleeping AND sleeping. God, like I don't know why my head hurt so much and I feel so bloody tired. I didn't even drink that much at Vaunt. And yeah, AC choir concert with the Bestfriend &amp; Besties at Esplanade on Monday evening, rather good I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pawr, I feel so awfully moody now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114913630765786799?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114913630765786799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114913630765786799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114913630765786799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114913630765786799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-we-wait-above-road-were-turning-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114882278640886498</id><published>2006-05-28T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T06:26:26.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really liked today :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, haha I got mail from Victor. I was like :D ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S / Enter my life at your own risk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114882278640886498?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114882278640886498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114882278640886498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114882278640886498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114882278640886498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-really-liked-today-and-haha-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114873299665571229</id><published>2006-05-27T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T07:52:04.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A little voice inside my head said&lt;br /&gt;"Don't look back, You can never look back."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ears were blocked the entire day and my nose felt so smuffy. I feel like a Wooly Mammoth, don't ask me why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally decided I couldn't stand the sight of my hair so I went down town to get it snipped by Eve. Rather pleased with it, she did a neat job. The human traffic in Orchard was unbearable, I hate crowds. Also, Great Singapore Sale this year isn't all that fantastic ? Right.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got a pair of denim hot shorts for fifty three bucks, quite a rip off but I loved the cutting. It's not like everyday that I find a pair of shorts that fit my trotters well, yknow, haha. And.. I bought my YVES SAINT LAURENT BABYDOLL PERFUME &lt;3 !! Immensely happy, yay :D Screams and jumps, haha. Sis loved this Coach pouch, which I may contemplate getting for her when I grow richer haha. For me, I'm head over heels over Christian Dior's Gaucho Saddle Bag. It's damn hot, baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/p11048587_ph_hero%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/p11048587_ph_hero%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, YSL Babydoll ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/TN_baby%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/TN_baby%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I had a great time with Sis :) Love Madeline ! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S / I loved the late night phonecall, you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114873299665571229?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114873299665571229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114873299665571229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114873299665571229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114873299665571229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/little-voice-inside-my-head-said-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114865133167726099</id><published>2006-05-26T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T06:48:51.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shotgun Serenade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got news that Indochine got raided that night, haha. Luckily we didn't get hold of the fake ids or got ourselves drinking booze, or else, things would have been ugly. Anyway, I'm not in the mood to club this weekend, I'll give LiquidRoom a miss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Paper Mid Years was difficult. Nuff' said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenny looks like a pineapple.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S / I miss you very badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if I'm an angel or devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) smoked&lt;br /&gt;2) consumed alcohol&lt;br /&gt;3) slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;4) slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;5) made out with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;6) made out with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;7) had someone in your room of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;8) watched porn&lt;br /&gt;9) bought porn&lt;br /&gt;10) done drugs&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) taken pain killers&lt;br /&gt;12) taken someone else's prescription medicine&lt;br /&gt;13) lied to your parents&lt;br /&gt;14) lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;15) snuck out of the house&lt;br /&gt;16) done something illegal&lt;br /&gt;17) cut yourself&lt;br /&gt;18) hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;19) wished someone to die&lt;br /&gt;20) seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) missed curfew&lt;br /&gt;22) stayed out all night&lt;br /&gt;23) eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself&lt;br /&gt;24) been to a therapist&lt;br /&gt;25) been to rehab&lt;br /&gt;26) dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;27) received a ticket&lt;br /&gt;28) been in a wreck&lt;br /&gt;29) been to a club&lt;br /&gt;30) been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) been to a wild party&lt;br /&gt;32) seen the Mardi Gras&lt;br /&gt;34) had a spring break in Florida&lt;br /&gt;35) sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;36) wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;37) wore arm bands&lt;br /&gt;38) wore t-shirts with band names&lt;br /&gt;39) listened to rap&lt;br /&gt;40) own a 50 cent CD&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) dressed gothic&lt;br /&gt;42) dressed prep&lt;br /&gt;43) dressed punk&lt;br /&gt;44) dressed grunge&lt;br /&gt;45) stole something&lt;br /&gt;46) been too drunk to remember anything&lt;br /&gt;47) blacked out&lt;br /&gt;48) fainted&lt;br /&gt;49) had a crush on your neighbor&lt;br /&gt;50) had someone sneak into your room&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) snuck into someone else's room&lt;br /&gt;52) had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;53) been to a concert&lt;br /&gt;54) dry humped someone&lt;br /&gt;55) been called a slut&lt;br /&gt;56) called someone a slut&lt;br /&gt;57) installed speakers in your car&lt;br /&gt;58) broke a mirror&lt;br /&gt;59) showered at someone of the opposites sex's house&lt;br /&gt;60) brushed your teeth with someone elses toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) consider Mac, Dre, e40 or Mistah Fab your favorite rapper&lt;br /&gt;62) seen an R rated movie in theaters&lt;br /&gt;63) cruised the mall&lt;br /&gt;64) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;65) had an eating disorder&lt;br /&gt;66) had an injury&lt;br /&gt;67) gone to court&lt;br /&gt;68) walked out of a restaurant without paying&lt;br /&gt;69) caught something on fire&lt;br /&gt;70) lied about your age&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) owned an apartment&lt;br /&gt;72) cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;73) cheated with someone&lt;br /&gt;74) got in trouble with the police&lt;br /&gt;75) talked to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;76) hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;77) kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;78) rode in the car with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;79) been sexually harassed&lt;br /&gt;80) been verbally harassed&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) met face to face with someone you met online&lt;br /&gt;82) stayed online for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;83) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;84) watched TV for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;85) been to a fair&lt;br /&gt;86) been called a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;87) cursed&lt;br /&gt;88) prank called someone&lt;br /&gt;89) laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;90) cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91) cheated on homework&lt;br /&gt;92) held hands with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;93) been pushed into a pool&lt;br /&gt;94) played pool&lt;br /&gt;95) watched 5 hours of mtv straight&lt;br /&gt;96) had a crush on someone 10 years older than you&lt;br /&gt;97) had a crush on someone younger than you&lt;br /&gt;98) wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;99) skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;100) laughed at someone who was seriously hurt&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65 points for Mindy. Haha Liang had like what, 77 points. No angels in either case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114865133167726099?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114865133167726099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114865133167726099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114865133167726099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114865133167726099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/shotgun-serenade.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114856568616897184</id><published>2006-05-25T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T07:01:26.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This glasshouse is burning down&lt;br /&gt;You light the match, I'll stick around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather satisfying day ! Mhm. &lt;br /&gt;Serene Centre with Jiaxin, haha and we abandoned our studying plan for.. Island Creamery &amp; Over the Hedge at Empress ! :D Haha. I love the adorable baby porcupines ! Rawr. Then cabbed down to Travel Agency with Mum, haha she was like 'List me all the shopping trips you got for June', that kinda thing. So we sat there for an hour plus two picking packages. We booked these !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-5 June / Thailand&lt;br /&gt;6-10 June / Shanghai &lt;br /&gt;11 June / Bintan&lt;br /&gt;12-16 June / Hongkong &amp; Shenzhen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and another Taiwan trip on 19 June which has yet to confirmed. I can't go for Butterfactory's Snow and One Night Stand at DXO ! :( Dang it. Oh and Midyears stinks like fart please. Mummy says I'm gonna have to travel and study at the same time, pfft. Not like that would even help make my grades, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Akashi Cityhall, fills me up so good every, single, time :) Shopped a little, I love the Red Sales Stickers on windowpanes. Coach Bags, Coach Bags, Coach Bags &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little note to beloved 1T05 : Good luck for General Papers Mid Years tomorrow, one and all you angels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big reminder to my brain : Don't you dare do a Brainjam on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114856568616897184?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114856568616897184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114856568616897184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114856568616897184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114856568616897184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-glasshouse-is-burning-down-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114852566844440429</id><published>2006-05-25T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T19:58:09.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know you're dying to tell me everything that you want to say, &lt;br /&gt;but I'm not listening. &lt;br /&gt;Try to tell me everything that you want to say. &lt;br /&gt;I know you're trying to force me. Feed me lies but I'm on my way. &lt;br /&gt;Can you taste it now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm dying to watch your face when I walk away.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's the final bullet to put our love to death. &lt;br /&gt;Our days are never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;I know it's you I can forget. Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There's a freight train coming to force your head in check. &lt;br /&gt;Our love is never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;I know it's you. I can forget our love forever ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're dying to tell me everything that you want to say, &lt;br /&gt;but I'm not listening. &lt;br /&gt;Trying to tell me everything will be okay. "We'll be okay." &lt;br /&gt;You're trying to warm my heart but you freeze my blood. &lt;br /&gt;There's ice inside my veins. &lt;br /&gt;I'm only dying to watch your face when I turn away, and I'll turn away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you cannot separate the two things I would live or die for. &lt;br /&gt;I'd kill to separate your heart from your head. That's to die for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the final bullet to put our love to death. &lt;br /&gt;Our days are never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;I know it's you I can forget. Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot. &lt;br /&gt;There's a freight train coming to force your head in check. &lt;br /&gt;Our love is never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;I know it's you. I can forget our love forever ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just a waste of a song. You're a simple regret. &lt;br /&gt;I thought I knew who you were, but watch how fast I forget. &lt;br /&gt;You wore your prettiest dress, but there's a mess in your head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They say old habits die hard. I say they're better off dead&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;'cause you were bitter and cold, but still you burned me alive. &lt;br /&gt;You held the match to my skin and poured the fuel on the fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're not my favorite mistake. You're just a simple regret.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I though I knew who you were, &lt;br /&gt;but watch how fast and watch how well I forget. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to play the good guy. It's too late to play the good guy now. &lt;br /&gt;It's too late to play the good guy. Goodbye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the final bullet to put our love to death. &lt;br /&gt;Our days are never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;I know it's you that can't forget. Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot. &lt;br /&gt;There's a freight train coming to force your head in check. &lt;br /&gt;Our love is never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;I know it's you. I can forget our love forever ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a freight train coming to force your head in check. &lt;br /&gt;Our love is never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, so addictive. I love the Juliana Theory. Please listen to White Days and The Closest thing too, superb stuff I say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your mood isn't up, everything else simply goes down.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT GREEN APPLE CELERY JUICE NOW, NOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114852566844440429?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114852566844440429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114852566844440429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114852566844440429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114852566844440429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-know-youre-dying-to-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114830048885860237</id><published>2006-05-24T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T00:43:11.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;No name motel and cement smoke stacks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying I'm tired would be an understatement itself. Life's been a total bull, everyday's a mad rush of tests, assignments, projects, night studies.. And the mighty Mid Years are up ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/JY00185%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/JY00185%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/82_1%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/82_1%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these are really sexy. I love guns, they're hot. Bang bang ! &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's the final bullet to put our love to death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114830048885860237?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114830048885860237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114830048885860237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114830048885860237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114830048885860237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-name-motel-and-cement-smoke-stacks.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114821128187069620</id><published>2006-05-21T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T04:34:41.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The Lipstick Bandit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The not so successful clubbing at Chronic, haha. Calvin &amp; Hengchuan almost made the night. Thank you two angels ! And also almost drunk Nick Scorp for um, trying ? But well, I absolutely love Ness &amp; Nard both. From the roadside stoning, to the Makeup Session (We made Nard a really pretty boy ! Thick brows, heavy eyeshadow, off eyeliners..), to the night long Rum drinking.. Last night was great. We had a good time laughing at Nard's groovy moves and He in his very adorable Carebears boxers and my fbt shorts. Hahaha. We slept at four plus, I think. After much fooling around, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the term, Lipstick Bandit.&lt;br /&gt;Going to esplanade for dinner ! :D&lt;br /&gt;And Jiaxin.. our plan tomorrow, love.&lt;br /&gt;Cris dear, Market food spree !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114821128187069620?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114821128187069620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114821128187069620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114821128187069620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114821128187069620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/lipstick-bandit-not-so-successful.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114808778785326404</id><published>2006-05-20T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T18:16:32.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Brass Buttons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Vinci Code at Great World with Bestfriend yesterday. The movie was well, fairly good but it casted in me more doubts than I would like it to have. Ben &amp; Jerry Mix and Match Waffle was love, yay. Haha I ate mighty three scoops all by myself while Bestfriend was busy fiddling his laptop. And I like the brown servettes at Ben &amp; Jerry's :D Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy and Jiaxin bought me a peachy pink paper rose (note:alliteration) on thursday :) So sweet you girls. And Jiaxin has a major Lemon Barley inflatuation right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bank account is highly anorexic, it's Lindsay Lohan thin. Not that I like to starve it of course. It needs it's units to gear up for Great Singapore Sale Zero Six, which is effectively, six days away. Anticipate ! Project 'Get Fat or die trying, Bankie', I'll do a livejournal sales post in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ness &amp; Nard are staying over at my place after clubbing tonight.. Clubbing tonight :D I've got so much that I just wanna down it with )%#@#%$*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114808778785326404?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114808778785326404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114808778785326404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114808778785326404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114808778785326404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/brass-buttons.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114787865774664167</id><published>2006-05-17T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T08:10:57.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Night study at College Library with Kenny and Jiaxin was great. The company, the Subway Cookies and little laughters. The security guard chased us out at 10pm, was quite reluctant to leave cause I just started getting productive.. but then again, I got my General Paper Essay down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sleep for me tonight ! Work drives me insane. Top that up with a Maths test tomorrow, you get a double combo. Oh PBL history assignment, triple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night study again tomorrow, please :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114787865774664167?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114787865774664167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114787865774664167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114787865774664167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114787865774664167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/night-study-at-college-library-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114778095259022973</id><published>2006-05-16T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T05:04:26.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;You're the only one I would take a shot on&lt;br /&gt;Keep me hanging on so contagiously&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to Sandy, I've got this big black hairy mole on my right wrist. Haha she got too bored with her pen during Maths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. Hello asshole, your dirty ego stinks like rotten beef. Major turn-off, pfft. It's getting on my nerves just hearing you shooting your foul mouth away, not to even mention you doing what you do best, Mr I-know-everything-and-you-don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You piece of smelly junk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Library with Kenny after school to do up Compre Test. I took mighty three hours to finish it, oh God. Haha but I like how the library is so freezing cold and I'm plugging in to Acceptance's So Contagious (Great Song, yay!) Towned with Samuel and Kenny for Jack's Place Set Lunch :D Food quite sucked but the company was pleasant, thank you Guys ! And Sam, Cheer up pretty please ! Don't let the stress get to your head alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much work to clear. So mundane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114778095259022973?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114778095259022973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114778095259022973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114778095259022973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114778095259022973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/youre-only-one-i-would-take-shot-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114767197628696685</id><published>2006-05-15T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:46:16.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Your summer perfume is still, blowing through this hallway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why I'm not in school today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Kenny and Dalton, haha. Emopuff Kenny has gone to bed for his afternoon nap. No one to message me = Boredom, again. Hm, lunch at Goodwood Park Hotel or Marriott Hotel with Mummy and her friend in an hour's time or so. Wanted very much to go down for the Hwachong vs Raffles Semifinal match actually, but I've no idea how to get to Hougang. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yes I loved the little outing with Cris yesterday afternoon and also, the very good Mother's Day dinner with my family. Haha and Cris's a monster eater, I swear that over, and over again. I love my Topshop flats dear, thanks for sitting there patiently while I hop around figuring out the sizes ! I took a while I know. And I'll probably get the other red polkadot flats with Mummy later. Love Cris plenties ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scheduled that we're leaving for Hongkong on the First of June. Pray for tickets ! And that my passport don't take that long a time to get renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hungry ! Mummy, come pick me up soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114767197628696685?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114767197628696685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114767197628696685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114767197628696685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114767197628696685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/your-summer-perfume-is-still-blowing.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114757334418362556</id><published>2006-05-14T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T19:22:24.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's a feeling that you cannot miss &lt;br /&gt;It burns a hole through everyone that feels it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really love &lt;em&gt;Blue &amp; Yellow&lt;/em&gt; by The Used and &lt;em&gt;Come Around&lt;/em&gt; by Sister Hazel. And I lost my Ipod for good.. in my very own room, can you believe that ? But well maybe you would after seeing the state it's in, ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I tried doing homework. Yet so much still undone, pfft. Sometimes I think homework are just the few of the many things that are there purely to clutter up your brain, stress till you tear your tresses. Moan and groan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I forget, Happy Mother's Day Annie Goh Jeck Eng. Haha mummy shamelessly hinted she wants this Body Cream from Tangs at Sis and I so bad that it would seem wrong if we didn't get it for her. But what the heck it's over 200bucks :| Mummy's so vain, tsk. Oh and Mother's Day dinner would be at home this year. Mummy says she hired some chef which would drive a truck to our place and cook on the spot, in the truck which apparently has built in kitchen and everything. Then we'll sit at the porch and wait for him to whip food up. Haha, interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and there's this Gamut Sale next week. Versace, BCBG, Paul &amp; Joe, Fcuk and the Island Shop are having discounts up to 70% :) And I have the Gamut card which entitles an additional 10% off above that, so yeah you can get it from me if you want. Also, I have a 20% discount off mykillerheels.com purchases, I'm trying to chalk up a hundred dollars worth of goods to save on postage but currently about 30odd short so again, tell me if you want anything. Thaaank you in advance !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, better get down to work before meeting Cris later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114757334418362556?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114757334418362556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114757334418362556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114757334418362556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114757334418362556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-feeling-that-you-cannot-miss-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114740599553988113</id><published>2006-05-12T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T23:49:09.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rather waste some time with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01394.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I love Vintage Gucci &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail the long weekend ! :D Chance to catch up on sleep, assignments and everything else. So yes I'm glad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastamania lunch after Sports Carnival with Jiaxin, Sandy, Charissa, Kenny, Samuel, Jon, Marcus, Keith was really good. I loved Charissa's Baked Rice over my Chilli Chicken Spag, and Banana Dessert Pizzzzzzza's great :) To Cineplex for Mission Impossible Three ! Great flick people, I absolutely loved it and Tom Cruise is like how hot please. Minus the zit on his left cheek and fishnet gatherings at the side of his eyes when he smiles, that is. And haha they blew up a Orange Lamborghini in the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandy's Superman pose, Samuel's orstich run, Charissa's impersonation of UMM someone, Kenny's multi-tone laughter.. HAHAHA. And Samuel tried the Osim Igallop thing at Plaza Sing, hell funny I tell you. Thank you guys for the afternoon, love you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ryo called me last night while ordering his BurgerKing meal so we were talking and he was like 'Can I have Barbeque Sauce please' and I'm like, huh. Haha and we're going out the week after next ! Yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01554.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tired with hairties ! So.. My Vintage &amp; Retro hairclips fetish :) I got like twenty over in a span of an hour, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Cris for cancelling out on you for today's date hokay, I love you much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114740599553988113?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114740599553988113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114740599553988113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114740599553988113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114740599553988113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/rather-waste-some-time-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114726671744426561</id><published>2006-05-10T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T06:12:03.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sky fell down and pulled us in&lt;br /&gt;Stole away my oxygen&lt;br /&gt;And left me standing breathless there with you&lt;br /&gt;The ocean wrapped around the sun&lt;br /&gt;The smell of June, the taste of your tongue&lt;br /&gt;Was all I'd ever need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm horribly splurged half a thousand on a Black Marc Jacobs Quilt Stam Bag and a Ivory Chloe Paddington, I'm really broke now. To think I was also considering getting a Fendi Dark Brown Zucca Canvas Spy Bag. I'm a brat, hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;So everyone, come down to Lime Flea on Saturday and grab my loots, please. I need money honey. Haha or why not just a Sugar Daddy. Beat that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 May, Great Singapore Sale ! :D Screams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway after school with Jiaxin Sandra and Denise :) Subway melt &amp; Laughing fits, I swear it was so fine. And it was nice seeing Nic after so, so long. Thank you lovelies for the great afternoon.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll selling Cachaputek at the Sport's carnival tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114726671744426561?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114726671744426561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114726671744426561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114726671744426561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114726671744426561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/sky-fell-down-and-pulled-us-in-stole.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114709001725418991</id><published>2006-05-08T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T05:06:58.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Under lights we stroll.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, One of my better mondays.  &lt;br /&gt;A big Happy birthday to Sandy ! I love you plenties lady :) I hope you loved the box of cookies, awfully sinful chocolate cake and my birthday hug, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So tonight I'll sit and pick apart your pictures &lt;br /&gt;And overanalyze your words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random occurence by chance ? Guess not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What's the point when my dreams are infected with words you used to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN'T YOU SEE THE WALL YOU BUILT FOR ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the silence from the side of the car, &lt;br /&gt;Tells me everything and how we are. &lt;br /&gt;Cause there's no more trying to make this alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave it at this, the way it is. So detached.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114709001725418991?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114709001725418991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114709001725418991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114709001725418991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114709001725418991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/under-lights-we-stroll.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114692012509849250</id><published>2006-05-06T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T05:55:25.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;But you, you don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;And I'd drive right through to find you anywhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My One day old pet Blue Lobsters died :( Sorry Bestfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lighter note, I loved Timberlux Flea Day. Despite the 48 degrees temperature in the steaming warehouse, it was really great. Check out my steals ! A Vintage Gucci Bag &lt;3, Two Vintage Airline Bags, Emperio Armani Pouch, Retro Notebooks and a rocking horse brooch :D Great stuff at dirtcheap prices ! Haha my stall sales covered the cost of all those goodies with leftover ka-ching in my pocket, still. So great, I'm happy. Thank you Roy Hammie Lee for coming down and helping out at my stall for four stuffy hours hokay. I had a great time with you around as well. Hope you loved your bargains as much as I did ! Sis said you're great, oh so did Ray haha. And stop stealing the lamps ! Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this sounds totally absurd but my rashes really did come right after the flea and now it's full blown from torso up. And mum's threatening me to go for the jab, like fricking no, I swear I'll faint right over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114692012509849250?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114692012509849250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114692012509849250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114692012509849250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114692012509849250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/but-you-you-dont-have-clue-and-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114687591088850989</id><published>2006-05-06T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T17:38:30.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Cause her lips taste like a loaded gun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rashes launched a full fledged attack on me at dawn and is now, spreading at 52km/hour around my body. Nooo, You can't be serious, it's Timberlux Flea Day Rash ! :( Okay know what, let's strike a deal. You leave me at this second,resume your duty on Sunday, and I'll stop slapping on layers of Balneum cream or scratching you with my uh one centimetre long nails to kill you, sounds good ? Pretty please, undefined reddie patches :( Rahh. Things you do when you're desperate, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainjam, brainjam ! People out there, help Mindy please.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 / Click on &lt;a href="http://auctions.yahoo.com/sg/auction/98444918"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, go on !&lt;br /&gt;02 / Sroll to Mid Page.&lt;br /&gt;03 / BLACK, PEARL CREAM, TAUPE OR DARK BROWN.&lt;br /&gt;03 / Mail limegreencrunkjuice@hotmail.com the colour you deem best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you know me or you don't, do me the deed ? Thank you in advance !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you at Timberlux, Bye bye ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114687591088850989?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114687591088850989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114687591088850989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114687591088850989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114687591088850989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/cause-her-lips-taste-like-loaded-gun.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114680359174904001</id><published>2006-05-05T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:33:11.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;To the jukebox bars you frequent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWFLASH : SAMUEL RYO'S RETURNING FROM STATES IN TWO DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm talking to him now like after 39581735 years. Ryo, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha you should have seen my elephant thighs last night, ah rashes are dumb. I'm absent from school today. Double yay. I shall go do up earrings for Timberlux Flea Day later, quite excited about the event to be frank. And to everyone who said "I don't know where's it." Here's it ! &lt;a href="http://singapore.streetdirectory.com/asia_travel/travel/travel.php?travel_id=27873&amp;travel_site=142758"&gt;Click.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Sheranne at three for Retail. And Bestfriend got me two Blue Lobsters as pets ! Yay ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114680359174904001?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114680359174904001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114680359174904001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114680359174904001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114680359174904001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-jukebox-bars-you-frequent-newflash.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114675485514180471</id><published>2006-05-04T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:00:55.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Rock your body Mic check One Two !&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the Hello Kitty Candy Dispenser, which came stuck with sweet little notes Charissa, Jiaxin, Sandy, Elizabeth, Marcus &amp; Keith. Love you all, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Bestfriend, thanks for dinner and the little sweets too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Marcs Jacobs Stam Quilted Frame Bag ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my rashes is killing me, calling on a clinic now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114675485514180471?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114675485514180471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114675485514180471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114675485514180471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114675485514180471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/rock-your-body-mic-check-one-two-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114664373346205146</id><published>2006-05-03T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T06:08:09.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So paint your face up something elegant&lt;br /&gt;And this town may be a darker shade of red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/fleadayposter%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/fleadayposter%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Flea Day at Timberlux :D &lt;br /&gt;And We're back ! Showcasing quirky, vintage and retro accessories under Myra's Secrets &amp; Le'Rouge ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whet your appeitite, we've got a whole new range of goodies ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/flea%20day%20%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/flea%20day%20%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some of the many ! Vintage and Retro earrings, unique necklaces and bag charms. Above that, we'll be selling off our clothings and shoes too. So do come alright. There will be 200 over flea stalls and a Podium DJ to rock things up. It's a stone throw away from Zouk and Liquid Room, this green warehouse that was formerly Warehouse Disco. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's advertisement done. Now, homework ! &lt;br /&gt;Dinner later at Essential Brews with Sis and Mummy, yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114664373346205146?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114664373346205146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114664373346205146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114664373346205146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114664373346205146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-paint-your-face-up-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114657942687444595</id><published>2006-05-02T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T07:31:08.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/20050826213743_seafood%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/20050826213743_seafood%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/20050826214238_grey%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/20050826214238_grey%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon, has anyone ever told you you take such gorgeous pictures ? These are really awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Liang and Roy for Saturday stayover, Pond swimming, Market breakfast, Monster Inc movie and ultimate punking. And Jon Dalton Denise for Coffeeclub and Pool on Sunday. And lastly Kenny Samuel Jon Liang Roy Xin Sandy Denise for Sentosa yesterday. Crazy times at the beach, Beach Volley and Soccer on sand, Water Monkey and Yoshi dinner :) You guys made Mindy a happy girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all who left messages and rang me up or stuff like that. I really really appreciate it guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Thank you for the Auntie Anne's Cinnamon Sugar Pretzel and Cheese Brownies Sista. The Big Penguin Lollipop too Jon, you're the sweetest :) Ben&amp;Jerry's Double scoop !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picks up a mini sea creature from sea, "Look ! Micro Orgasm !" Hahaha, Samuel that Bobo. He meant organism, thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Fairfield with Sammy today. Lunched (Rice with Minced Pork!) with Sherri Kenneth Boren Sammy then later Sarah and her friend came along. Ness and Crystal too. Went walking around school and it's strangely empty, ghost town you can call it. But nice time in all, left teachers notes and everything then left. Towned for a bit with Sammy and home. I love Lego accessories ? Haha. Check out mykillerheels.com. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do some advertisement for the Fleamarkets Sis and I will be engaging over the next two weekends, but for now, PI :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114657942687444595?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114657942687444595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114657942687444595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114657942687444595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114657942687444595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/05/jon-has-anyone-ever-told-you-you-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114637115874617530</id><published>2006-04-30T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:30:38.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just think of this and me as just a few of the many things, to lie around, to clutter up your shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sorry I'm late." She said, with a pant.&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes scoured his fingers. Absence. Ring.&lt;br /&gt;"Let's go." He took off with light steps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I could make this obvious, and you, &lt;br /&gt;You could deny me all in one breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Statues. Neatly seated at the dinner table. Atmosphere, what dense. She slipped her hands into the Rattan Tote, there, she removed hers. She held her head high, to hold the tears that threatened to fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could shrug me off your shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the car, images flashed past the tainted window in a blur. Yes, this all is a blur. Haunting memories, and the tears. In a moment, a familiar sense of warmth, security engulfed her being. His hand, held hers. Choked on emotions, she could say nothing. But to slowly but surely, remove herself from his hold.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish you weren't worth the wait, &lt;br /&gt;Cause there's some things I'd like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"One day, I'm sure we'll be bestfriends" He said.&lt;br /&gt;And she flashed a comforted smile, one so true. &lt;br /&gt;"Yet.." She thought. Is this how it should be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not deserving.&lt;br /&gt;Hello stranger, I miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114637115874617530?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114637115874617530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114637115874617530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114637115874617530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114637115874617530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-think-of-this-and-me-as-just-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114627196244953983</id><published>2006-04-29T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T20:11:31.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M FUCKING UPSET.&lt;br /&gt;AND WHERE'S THE FUCKEN WORLD WHEN I NEED THEM.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR I MISS YOU, OVER MY SWOLLEN RED EYES I DO.&lt;br /&gt;AND I THINK I MADE ONE BIG FUCKING MAMMOTH MISTAKE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke up, fuck that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114627196244953983?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114627196244953983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114627196244953983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114627196244953983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114627196244953983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-fucking-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114618957286841477</id><published>2006-04-28T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T04:43:54.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, hello again. &lt;br /&gt;And sorry blog, I starved you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Spin me round again and rub my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;This can't be happening&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha well so, Council Nomination Week it is. The school's vandalised with posters after posters and banners, quite a sight. And as tools of advertisement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01420.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Tee Oh Five Bunnies ! :) Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And when you get dressed up as bunnies, people tend to get, cough, kinky. Check out Samuel and Marcus ! Newly found Brokeback Buddies !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01424.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01424.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01425.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01428.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Jon and I :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01422.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01423.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liaaang, Go Go Emo Ranger !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/DSC01419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/DSC01419.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just in case too much of bunnies gets to your stomach. Here's to happy things !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 / Quality time with Lover and Sammy over dinner on Wednesday :)&lt;br /&gt;02 / Mummy got me Ben &amp; Jerry's Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough !&lt;br /&gt;03 / I saw Eugenia at Citylink ! Spunky gave me a big hug :D &lt;br /&gt;04 / Lover gave me a hug too :)&lt;br /&gt;05 / Dinner with Ray Sis and Mummy at Akashi last night &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;06 / Laughing fits with Liang, boy he gets me so bad every single time.&lt;br /&gt;07 / Oh Tee Oh Five, Monday to Friday :D&lt;br /&gt;08 / My Boo and his encouragement &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes start at 1045 today, yay. That explains why I have the time to blog, if not, school grills the shit out of my being. And when I get so bloody stressed with work, I really wanna club. And there's heap lot of parties coming up. If you people want your tickets, contact Nessie yes, she sells. Snow at Butterfactory, Vaunt at Ministry of Sound, One night stand at Dxo, Chronic at Indochine, Smoove at Club Momo. Just to name a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Schooool now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114618957286841477?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114618957286841477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114618957286841477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114618957286841477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114618957286841477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ransom-notes-keep-falling-out-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114571512994396537</id><published>2006-04-22T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T07:12:10.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Eclairs and English Tea.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently undergoing withdrawal symptoms of Shopping Sprees. It kills me so bad, I wanna shoppp :( Hahaha. I know I'm ranting like some bitch but still ! Sheranne darling messaged me for a shopping date last night, ah just in time. But schedule's so tight like anything in recent weeks. There's a date with mum too. We'll see when but sure soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met so many people today ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 / Fiona Xie and her brother (She's ultra gorgeous and I'm loving her vintage getup)&lt;br /&gt;02 / HwaChong Netties (Nana ! &lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;03 / Cheryl, tsk I always see her at Cine&lt;br /&gt;04 / Jurong Junior College Ruggers (Kenton's still hot like bricks &amp; Xiang An!)&lt;br /&gt;05 / Nat Fheng, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's not alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Work was fairly interesting. We decided on executing Traditional Chinese Medicine finally. Visited Christopher's family Medical Hall and his uncle gave us a like introductory session which was haha, fun. &lt;br /&gt;Dined with Mum at Chijmes Sun and Moon Japanese Restaurant, Gooood tummy loving, totally. Mum got so drunk on cocktail that she fell asleep on my lap on the cab home haha. And we're going Charlton Hotel for dinner tomorrow night. Ah all this fantastic dinners are turning me into a Fat Slob. No, please ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Nessie Dear for the very, very sweet mail, just reading the subject made me smile like some tard and I absolutely miss you too bestie. I'll return your mail soon yes, I've got so much to tell you. Love you hun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnd, for the previous post.. if you wish, blame it on pms.&lt;br /&gt;It's mugging, up ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114571512994396537?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114571512994396537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114571512994396537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114571512994396537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114571512994396537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/eclairs-and-english-tea.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114562417395299558</id><published>2006-04-21T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T06:17:59.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do I concealed myself well, enough ?&lt;br /&gt;I think too much, yet feel too little. Mental Gymanastics tears me down. &lt;br /&gt;Define, the riddles of my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everything, yet nothing.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a fricking dumb Mammoth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114562417395299558?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114562417395299558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114562417395299558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114562417395299558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114562417395299558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/do-i-concealed-myself-well-enough-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114552861166401830</id><published>2006-04-20T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T04:42:44.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sipping on Coke and Rum.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Dalton ! :D The bananas were so smudged cause I used markers to scribble words all over. Haha it looked pathetic, but I mean, what else can i give Ban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration during break, Chocolate Cream Cake ! Rahh, Jon smashed a piece of cake and my face and I ended up screaming chasing him around the canteen with a pink plastic knife, haha. And he made me looked stupid cause I mishit and the cake landed on, um, someone else. I did have my sweet revenge at Level Five later, double yay. I CAKED JON, tralala. Hahaha. I've Dalton's facial oil in my tummy, gross shit lah. And so Kenny gloats. Jiaxin ! :(  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture Theatre One freezes the shit out of me. Icicles could form, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha lunch with Samuel and Liang was so fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/vintageTV-735289%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/vintageTV-735289%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths Test left me with knitted brows and a headache, oh well, the day sure made up for all that. Dinner with Justin at the market :) Bye now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114552861166401830?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114552861166401830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114552861166401830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114552861166401830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114552861166401830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/sipping-on-coke-and-rum.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114544499459399753</id><published>2006-04-19T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T04:09:54.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Caviar and Red Wine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon, my Lifesaver :) Thank you so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Your mother's so fat, when she walked pass the television, I missed three episodes"&lt;/em&gt; Lee Yi Liang, 17. &lt;br /&gt;Topped off with the Hongkong accent, it's a classic. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like reading &lt;a href="http://www.colinandkero.blogspot.com"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. I swear I rolled on the floor and laughed like a bloody moron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114544499459399753?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114544499459399753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114544499459399753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114544499459399753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114544499459399753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/caviar-and-red-wine.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114533236022822415</id><published>2006-04-18T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:07:03.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/1600/arty%20cindi%20lauper%20style%20fay%5B1%5D.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7788/285/320/arty%20cindi%20lauper%20style%20fay%5B1%5D.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pick 10 people or more from your friends list and say something anonymous to them. Don't say who it is, and don't reveal to them unless they guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 / Now I know my search is over. Baby, you're the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02 / You have no idea how glad I am now that we're so much closer. Indeed, you're my Happy Pill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03 / I'm still trying to figure out what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 / Constantly my pillar of strength, I love you more than you'll ever know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05 / So complex yet unique, I'll never comprehend the way I feel for you. So please don't ever change. I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06 / Sugar, I'm so thankful I have you and everything I had with you. Without a doubt, You're my sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07 / Laced with drugs, you got me addicted like a bad habit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08 / Cause I guess, there is none like you. Crazy as you seem, you're so special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09 / Eyecandy, you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 / Things could be so much better. I see so much in you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ask me who the individuals are, I won't breathe a word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire back is aching. And I've got Application Question and Lit Essay to do, History, Econs and Maths test to study for. So very well, I'm absent from school today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy birthday Momohan !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is gonna be grilling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114533236022822415?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114533236022822415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114533236022822415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114533236022822415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114533236022822415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-like-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114509961544640024</id><published>2006-04-15T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T04:13:35.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;And instantly I feel so complete&lt;br /&gt;It hits me right about the time you kiss my cheek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is again, so unproductive. It plagues me like a bad disease, no ? Slog Mindy, slog. Hello late nights. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleamarkets and Bazaars ! :D I absolutely love. There's two today in town, one at Orchard Bend and the other, Cineplex. Pretty awesome. In May, there will be a bazaar at Hilton Hotel and June, the Cleo Showcase Flea at Zouk. Not to forget, the Lime fleas on fornights. Mark your calendar ladies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin bought me a Auntie Anne Cinammon Sugar Pretzel today :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise Dalton Jon / Lit Project 12-4&lt;br /&gt;Kenny Jiaxin / Mugging session 4-7&lt;br /&gt;Grand Hyatt Dinner / 7-9 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my sunday, gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114509961544640024?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114509961544640024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114509961544640024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114509961544640024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114509961544640024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-instantly-i-feel-so-complete-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114506086099817429</id><published>2006-04-15T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T04:14:26.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;And with my one last gasping breath &lt;br /&gt;I'd apologise for bleeding on your shirt&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever remember loving R&amp;B this much till &lt;em&gt;Beep by Pussycat Dolls featuring Will.I.Am&lt;/em&gt; came along. And the music video is great, I think Nicole's hot. In any case at all, I don't fancy Pussycat Dolls all that much, first up, what's with the a name like &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. Nuff' said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been nursing a sore left eye for days on long :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a Fantastic time at the Zoo yesterday with Justin ! &lt;em&gt;I LOVE THE ZOO&lt;/em&gt;. And Kenny that doesn't mean I'm abnormal, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Prata Breakfast before tripping down. The Zoo is really pretty now, I love it :D Haha and I think animals are really amazing. We wanted to buy the Young Zoologist Card to do, remember those that we did in Primary Four where we had to collect stars and earn a badge ? Haha yeah, but we didn't in the end. Walking around with Justin and checking animals out was way fun :D Justin loved the White Tigers. And I, the Pot-Bellied Pig ! Haha and we both loved the Red Ass Baboon lah. Oh and you know, Rhinos have like massive shitting sessions, like one fat pile of shit that kinda thing. I loved the tram ride and Thank you for bring me to the Zoo alright Dear :D I really really enjoyed it. &lt;br /&gt;Ben &amp; Jerry's Cafe next up ! :D Justin bought me Mix and Match Ice Cream Waffle, Rahh My favourite ! And I want the cute Rubber Duckie Balloon :( Baby says he's gonna get me that for my birthday :D Yay ! Then Town after, my eye got really bad I slept in on all the rides. Plaza Sing :) I saw Liang and Wenqi ! Haha. And Justin got this super nice Stussy top. He's has this thing for Stussy now, like Stussy Stussy Stussy. Yeah then I had this really awful craving for TomYum Noodles, like it just hit me out of no where ? I don't know. So 7-11 it was, and very well was settled there and then. And he made me fall in love with Auntie Anne's Cinnamon Sugar Pretzels ! Ahh, it's so good ! I lovvve it. Tralala, Sis and Ray gave Justin a lift home then went Thomson to hunt down this Cheese Brownie Store which does the deed damn well. Their brownies are so fricking good I swear. Ah but no luck, couldn't find it. Pfft. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVED TODAY WITH YOU MY DEAR, IT WAS SPLENDID TO THE POWER OF INFINITY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaunt at Ministry of Sound &lt;br /&gt;Snow at Butter Factory&lt;br /&gt;It's time to party, you all :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114506086099817429?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114506086099817429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114506086099817429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114506086099817429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114506086099817429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-with-my-one-last-gasping-breath-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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-8752921.post-114493692724517761</id><published>2006-04-13T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T07:02:07.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oil slicks and Parking fines.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Fish&amp;Co with class after school :) New York Fish&amp;Chips are decent stuff. Love Paperchase ! And really aimless walking after with Jon Roy and Jiaxin. Then ride home with Jiaxin, I loved our little talk, lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now. The teachers are fully taking advantage of the long weekend to dump us assignments. I have a heap load of it, not to mention damned tests and projects. College life, they say. And I've come to comprehend. Maths Test was so fine, I like Maths now. Uh this is sounding odd, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think it's sad that we pass each other with vacant eyes&lt;br /&gt;I wished you feel how I feel too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traffic in my brain, is driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liang&lt;/strong&gt; / I hope you're feeling better already. Though I totally suspect you skipped school, hahaha. I had a lonely busride without Liang laughing at Cheena People, and nudging me to join him in his sanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8752921-114493692724517761?l=crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/feeds/114493692724517761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8752921&amp;postID=114493692724517761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114493692724517761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8752921/posts/default/114493692724517761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crusheddpaperdolls-.blogspot.com/2006/04/oil-slicks-and-parking-fines.html' title=''/><author><name>Mndy</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>
