<?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-8096886111642894085</id><updated>2011-08-02T05:30:00.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the daily life of me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3553710186287792411</id><published>2010-01-14T13:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T13:39:03.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#103 RELINK!</title><content type='html'>hey people, I'VE MOVED. relink please. (: THANKS and, sorry for the trouble. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;www.spreading-thelove.weebly.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3553710186287792411?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3553710186287792411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3553710186287792411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/103-relink.html' title='#103 RELINK!'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3912281928839074206</id><published>2010-01-12T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T22:08:25.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#102 i got a job</title><content type='html'>my mum sent me an email early in the morning to tell me about the job ad on the news. and, she ask me go down for the interview. so, ya. i just go lo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, then my dad bought breakfast for me in the morning. but, i didnt eat much at all. i've got no appetite. then after that, send in my options for the JAE thing. yupp, i sent it already. i am THAT kancheong. LOL. i also dunno y? ^.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon bout 12plus, i went for the interview with my dad and we almost lost our way. i just went there and fill in a form. then im accepted already. although the person never circle the 'accepted' word on the form. i just hope nothing goes wrong and i can start work soon. (: oh, they are looking for people who wants to work as sales assistant. its a flower shop. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;so, cheanpin, if you are interested, tag me!&lt;/span&gt; :D yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if nothing goes wrong, i will officially start work on the 21st Jan. i have to work during CNY as well. only on the first day though. (: at least i get to earn some money. :D haha. oh, and, something REALLY funny happen.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; the interiewer thought that my dad was my BROTHER! &lt;/span&gt;omg! is either he looks young, or i look old. ): LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;i just hope what i think is right. i dun want another disappointment, another moment to feel hurt. i think im thinking too much. oh gosh. i definitely am. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3912281928839074206?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3912281928839074206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3912281928839074206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/102-i-got-job.html' title='#102 i got a job'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3666370250346267985</id><published>2010-01-12T11:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T11:05:28.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#101 song of the week</title><content type='html'>well, song of the week refers to a song that i've been listening over and over again for the whole week. haha, i'll have one every week unless that song stuck onside my head for 2weeks. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/17Tpxa1fhBw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/17Tpxa1fhBw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. the official mv embedding is taken away by the owner. bear with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3666370250346267985?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3666370250346267985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3666370250346267985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/101-song-of-week.html' title='#101 song of the week'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1835682792479958373</id><published>2010-01-12T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T10:50:23.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#100 what's with parents?</title><content type='html'>okay, another venting anger session. alright, i admit, my results are not so very nice that i can flaunt to others or whatever. but, at least i met my mum's expectations. i think despite meeting her expectations, she's still not that happy about it. i mean, seriously, my results are not very good. i might not even be able to get into the course i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's the point if i distort the truth about my results? LOL, so what if my bro can go uni? hello, i haven even pass poly yet, how am i suppose to go uni?! when my bro's results are poor, did you even notice? when my results are poor, then started comparing. please, if you want to care about your own feelings, please care about how those people who have their results in their hands feel.. i cant stand people talking behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics, F9 -&gt; B4.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry, E8 -&gt; B3&lt;br /&gt;even mdm yaw was happy for me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;do anyone ever know what im feeling exactly right deep down my heart with my results? other than myself? so, just shut up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1835682792479958373?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1835682792479958373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1835682792479958373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/100-whats-with-parents.html' title='#100 what&apos;s with parents?'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7332061483401902504</id><published>2010-01-11T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T19:13:37.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#99 results release</title><content type='html'>nothing much about my results. a few quotes from me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"things will somehow work out."&lt;/span&gt; so, please dun worry too much for those who thinks that their results are not good. cause, i think im worse than whoever you are out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"everything is over. dun harp on anything anymore"&lt;/span&gt; yupp, 2 out of 3 nightmares are over. so, there's only one more left that is where we'll be posted to. so, you can spend lesser time worrying over that. LOL. but,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; DUN MISS THE REGISTRATION DATES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, that's it. (: and, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I FULFILLED MY 5TH RESOLUTION&lt;/span&gt;(the one that was updated few days back). :D haha. i manage to let it go already. well, i think i forgot about 1/6 of it. (: so, yupp. its okay if none of you understands what im saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun ask me anything about my results. im done telling people about my results. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7332061483401902504?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7332061483401902504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7332061483401902504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/99-results-release.html' title='#99 results release'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-668865222932835120</id><published>2010-01-10T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:45:37.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#98 results are coming</title><content type='html'>i think its super natural for everyone to be nervous for tmr lo. cause, its the result day! i was worrying about it the whole afternoon today. i was very afraid that i wun be able to go into the course that i want. but, whatever it is, im definitely going to go for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;INTERIOR ARCHITECTURE COURSE&lt;/span&gt;! :D i dun care. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think daniel's right. have faith in God. if you have faith, you wun have to worry. worry and faith are oxymoron. so, im going to have confidence in myself and have faith in Him. although the peace from Him wasnt that strong. but, i believe i'll be fine. :D come on people! face tmr! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-668865222932835120?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/668865222932835120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/668865222932835120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/98-results-are-coming.html' title='#98 results are coming'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8399737969957948469</id><published>2010-01-09T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T23:22:15.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#97 one more resolution</title><content type='html'>i thought of this when i was alone on the bus back home from church. i've got to add one more resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;#5 Let go of things that i should have let go a long time ago&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just have to let things go no matter how much i miss it. when its gone, it really is. i just dun like the feeling of holding on to it anymore. it feels so terrible and tiring. so, i shall try my best to let it go. its something not worth holding on to anymore. but, something worth remembering. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for being so emotional all of a sudden. HAHA. :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8399737969957948469?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8399737969957948469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8399737969957948469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/97-one-more-resolution.html' title='#97 one more resolution'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7422387776412058767</id><published>2010-01-09T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:34:56.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#96 the stranded three</title><content type='html'>this is the first time i went to an open house. LOL. went to TP with keneth and cheanpin today. alright, i have to say, the school's big and the people are really nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, we had lunch in TP. the food's okay la. (: and we watched the fashion show by the apparel design people. if my results permit, i will go TP lo. for my interior architecture. (: hah. i think keneth just show them his photos ar, they will just say, "okay, you dun have to interview. you can start school on april." HAHA! its really nice. i think the photos in the school cannot be compared to his. i mean some la. not all. haha. shit(toilet). i think im praising him a lot. LOL! be honoured, keneth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we wanted to go home. so, i asked zhaoxiong and in the end, we lost our way! we walked under the hot sun to find the bus stop for about 3omins bahh. -.- cheanpin got the pictures. but, i think i super act cute! HAHA. on purpose de. LOL. then finally, we took 985 home. i went to the church la. so, church service start. nothing to talk about. just funny lo. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7422387776412058767?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7422387776412058767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7422387776412058767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/96-stranded-three.html' title='#96 the stranded three'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-139900440926733076</id><published>2010-01-08T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:19:20.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#95 i hate running</title><content type='html'>okay, same here. today is completely SLACK. i didnt even do housechores lo. haha. watch anime again. but, skip like 6episodes to the ending one. cause i dun wan to watch too much. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, let's see what i have for the whole day. from morning, 10plus(the time i wake up) to 6plus, i had only one 香饼(something like 老婆饼), one biscuit, two pieces of bread(gardenia) and 9pieces of mochi(which is as big as a twenty-cent coin) -.- that's basically the food i had the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 6, i went to fetch my cousin from de laselle and almost fainted along the way. cause, i eat very little. well, its not that i dun want to eat. but, when you did not work out your body much, naturally, you do not need a lot of food. that's y i didnt eat much. my stomach wasnt hungry too. when i got to his school, my ears were still hurting, A LOT. it felt like when you dive deep underwater without any gears like that. LOL. and, my head was spinning plus, i almost vomitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank God, my cousin had one marshmallow with him(given by his teacher). so, i took a bite to curb the vomit. i felt better already. just that, my ears were still hurting badly. ): that's y, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IM NEVER GOING RUNNING ANYMORE!&lt;/span&gt; i think cycling or swimming is like much better la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and had quite a nice dinner. with fried chicken wings and drumsticks! :D haha. went to bathe, had dinner and watch tv while my mum coaches my cousin. when it was 9, we change shift. (: oh, here's what i was doing when coaching him at the same time. i just had too much time to spare. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0dMB5oCciI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0zajZUw3rDM/s1600-h/DSC00400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0dMB5oCciI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0zajZUw3rDM/s320/DSC00400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424387871723385378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the before. i just draw and outline. (: pardon my drawing, still learning. |x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0dMCTQ3fMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/a6O-piYy4KU/s1600-h/DSC00401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0dMCTQ3fMI/AAAAAAAAAFo/a6O-piYy4KU/s320/DSC00401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424387878605520066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the coloured one! LOL. uhh, the left hand is actually holding the dress(facing the same direction as the drawing). the hand part wasnt very nice. my bad. |x but, that's my best. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, awaiting my results. im so scared now. all of a sudden. i scared i get more than 20 la. that's how bad my prelims were. ..... 30plus. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-139900440926733076?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/139900440926733076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/139900440926733076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/95-i-hate-running.html' title='#95 i hate running'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0dMB5oCciI/AAAAAAAAAFg/0zajZUw3rDM/s72-c/DSC00400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7536643158429049038</id><published>2010-01-07T21:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T16:06:13.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#94 open houses</title><content type='html'>its the open house season. but, of all poly open houses, im only going to one, TP. LOL. im just to lazy to go for others and i dun really like to attend open houses. btw, results are coming out on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11jan, 2pm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did nothing the whole day except watching tv and using comp. that's how life goes.. oh man. someone, seriously, recommend me a job! T.T im rotting away....... i think when i go back to school for results, only 1/4 of my body are left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures of what i've done. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0XtSiUi30I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NyVWcERjm8Y/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0XtSiUi30I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NyVWcERjm8Y/s320/DSC00381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424002228944035650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bookmark i gave my cousin. (: well, it wasnt laminated. cause, no time. LOL. i had to give him before school reopens. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0XtTB9zAQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y3fBiMAYrRY/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0XtTB9zAQI/AAAAAAAAAEY/y3fBiMAYrRY/s320/DSC00382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424002237438558466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the back of the bookmark. (: with some encouragement for him. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0XtToU0P4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i4NnlJTik4Q/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0XtToU0P4I/AAAAAAAAAEg/i4NnlJTik4Q/s320/DSC00383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424002247735656322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the side. well, its those magnetic ones. so got a little flap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0bhSWMamOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-v6Wv6715EM/s1600-h/DSC00396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0bhSWMamOI/AAAAAAAAAFY/-v6Wv6715EM/s320/DSC00396.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424270506525890786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two little pouches. (: for coins or mp3, etc. im just too bored. josh has one too. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0bhRx8KbzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EjtDar4INUU/s1600-h/DSC00395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0bhRx8KbzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/EjtDar4INUU/s320/DSC00395.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424270496794046258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, my self-made notebook. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0bhRv5dSLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nsspVjIV5a4/s1600-h/DSC00394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0bhRv5dSLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/nsspVjIV5a4/s320/DSC00394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424270496245827762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the front of the book. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0bhRfwtbSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/R-jmuxVZxn4/s1600-h/DSC00392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0bhRfwtbSI/AAAAAAAAAFA/R-jmuxVZxn4/s320/DSC00392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424270491914169634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my drawing skills still sucks. but, after months of practicing, this is what i get. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7536643158429049038?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7536643158429049038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7536643158429049038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/94-open-houses.html' title='#94 open houses'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0XtSiUi30I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/NyVWcERjm8Y/s72-c/DSC00381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5678756527592461256</id><published>2010-01-06T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:58:23.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#93 drop.decrease.lesser.whatever</title><content type='html'>the number of times we met drop. cause, school's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;oh, uhh, what's a school?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the number of photos we took got lesser. cause we rarely meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amount of fun we had decrease. we cant meet, thus nothing fun to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the number of blog posts drop. we didnt meet, didnt take photos, didnt play. nothing to post about on blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the number words that come out of our mouths become lesser. we didnt meet, didnt take photos, didnt play, so, what can we talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;moral of the story: having school is better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, what's a school?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5678756527592461256?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5678756527592461256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5678756527592461256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/93-dropdecreaselesserwhatever.html' title='#93 drop.decrease.lesser.whatever'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-9006783868743650871</id><published>2010-01-06T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:29:03.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#92 job hunt</title><content type='html'>woke up with no aim in mind.. LOL. i lai chuang for like 2hours? i wasnt sleeping. i just didnt wanna get out of bed. and, my dad did not work today. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, its my daily routine. slack and slack more. then my mum allowed me to go for the modelling interview. so, i went. hmm, nothing much. just sit there and wait for my turn. after that, just went in and have a little chat. only when we're interested then we call them back. my mum dun wan me work there so, i dun have to call back lo. (: oh, i saw this guy from the tv, i think. looks like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nat Ho&lt;/span&gt;. but, its not him. he just looks very very familiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was still early to fetch my cousin, so i went to city hall to walk. :D very long never go there le. keep going orchard. a bit sian ar. LOL. then walked to suntec and then marina square and raffles link. windowshop A LOT. hee. but, didnt buy anything la. no money. ): no job. had 'Secret Recipe' for tea(i didnt had lunch). its just a cake and a drink. my favourite chocolate cake! :D hah, im fat again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i saw a few jobs in suntec but, one is waitress, the other salesgirl. i wanted to go for the salesgirl one. but, come to think of it, a bit far ar. then the waitress one was at 'Swensen's'. it was a walk-in interview. but, sorry, not interested in being a waitress. cause i just cant be one. LOL. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;cheanpin, you can go try! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to de laselle to fetch my cousin and was late. xP he just guai guai wait outside only. haha. then went to the kopitiam at interchange there to eat. after which i went to lot1 to hunt for jobs. aww man. there are three shops available. but, i dun appeal to all. -.- 'Helen' doesnt want students. 'The Bluez' wants age of 18-35. Lastly, i didnt want to go for the 'Takashiya' shop. cause its those exercise one. as in it sells threadmills and other exercising electronics. haii. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my "puzzle" shop also no reply. i think i didnt get the job lo. too bad. i &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DESPERATELY&lt;/span&gt; need a job! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sometimes, i wonder if i should just give up. no point waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-9006783868743650871?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/9006783868743650871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/9006783868743650871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/92-job-hunt.html' title='#92 job hunt'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2631589393344668195</id><published>2010-01-06T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:28:10.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#91 bryan adams - everything i do, i do it for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xTSsITeK7uc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xTSsITeK7uc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh, i wanted to post the MV here. but, embedding of that videa was disabled by the owner. sorry. just bear with this. this song's really really nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes - you will see&lt;br /&gt; What you mean to me&lt;br /&gt; Search your heart - search your soul&lt;br /&gt; And when you find me there you'll search no more&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for&lt;br /&gt; You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for&lt;br /&gt; You know it's true&lt;br /&gt; Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Look into my heart - you will find&lt;br /&gt; There's nothin' there to hide&lt;br /&gt; Take me as I am - take my life&lt;br /&gt; I would give it all I would sacrifice&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for&lt;br /&gt; I can't help it there's nothin' I want more&lt;br /&gt; Ya know it's true&lt;br /&gt; Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There's no love - like your love&lt;br /&gt; And no other - could give more love&lt;br /&gt; There's nowhere - unless you're there&lt;br /&gt; All the time - all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for&lt;br /&gt; I can't help it there's nothin' I want more&lt;br /&gt; I would fight for you - I'd lie for you&lt;br /&gt; Walk the wire for you - Ya I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ya know it's true&lt;br /&gt; Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2631589393344668195?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2631589393344668195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2631589393344668195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/91-bryan-adams-everything-i-do-i-do-it.html' title='#91 bryan adams - everything i do, i do it for you'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1227645851015320642</id><published>2010-01-05T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T00:03:32.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#90 outing at macdonalds</title><content type='html'>as the title suggests, i've been to mac today. (: well, i wanted to go to school for fun today, to see my sister. well, i treat her as a sister la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slacked the whole morning and left home at about 12pm. before i left, i checked up on the website of that advertising, modelling company. not sure whether its real or scam. but, they really had lots of advertisment including for pizza hut, singtel, starhub, etc. *ponders* ohh well. went and played with my bro's PSP! :D hah, who ask him to be in army? too bad. PSP's mine. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with keneth at mac and i went for a haircut. alright, not much of a difference la! keneth's like, "no difference what." LOL. its okay. i was alone then, cause he had to go home to take something. used the time to read my bible. (; alright, cheanpin was the first to arrive, followed by keneth then josh. as josh was like half an hour late, he treat us mac! :D hah. we came out with all the excuses we have. LOL. we even wrote a list for him so that he wun miss out any order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i was being way too evil as well. and sarcastic i guess, sorry ar, LAOBA! :D you'll be my laoba forever. HAHA. :D keneth wanted to help josh carry the food but i stop keneth. :P oops. alright, i sincerely apologise. ): 对不起! this whole paragraph is dedicated to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOSH LIM SHI YUAN&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, we went home at about 4plus 5. we crapped like really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;. but, its fun. (: i got home, and was way too tired. so read my bible again and... someone called. it was fromt he &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MODELLING COMPANY&lt;/span&gt;!! i was like "???" that's really my reaction. i can hardly answer the lady. they just ask me to go interview tmr. but, have to ask parents la. my mum didnt nod her head. so, im not sure whether i can go or not. oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then slept and my mum came home screaming at me and my dad. -.- whatever. we just let her go on with her yakking. then i slept until 8pm then wake up. that's y im so awake now. (: its already my 90th post. 10 more to the 100th one. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1227645851015320642?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1227645851015320642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1227645851015320642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/90-outing-at-macdonalds.html' title='#90 outing at macdonalds'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-910601779580796978</id><published>2010-01-04T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:50:43.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#89 ABBA - I have a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFHbwikzNds&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qFHbwikzNds&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream&lt;br /&gt;a song to sing&lt;br /&gt;to help me cope&lt;br /&gt;with anything&lt;br /&gt;if you see the wonder&lt;br /&gt;of a fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;you can take the future&lt;br /&gt;even if you fail&lt;br /&gt;I believe in angels&lt;br /&gt;something good in&lt;br /&gt;everything I see&lt;br /&gt;I believe in angels&lt;br /&gt;when I know the time&lt;br /&gt;is right for me&lt;br /&gt;I'll cross the stream&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream&lt;br /&gt;a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;to help me through&lt;br /&gt;reality&lt;br /&gt;and my destination&lt;br /&gt;makes it worth the while&lt;br /&gt;pushing through the darkness&lt;br /&gt;still another mile&lt;br /&gt;I believe in angels&lt;br /&gt;something good in&lt;br /&gt;everything I see&lt;br /&gt;I believe in angels&lt;br /&gt;when I know the time&lt;br /&gt;is right for me&lt;br /&gt;I'll cross the stream&lt;br /&gt;I have a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-910601779580796978?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/910601779580796978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/910601779580796978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/89-abba-i-have-dream.html' title='#89 ABBA - I have a dream'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8753467827279706732</id><published>2010-01-04T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:42:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#88 John Denver - Country Roads</title><content type='html'>this is one song that i love a lot. (: very nice. im trying to look for all the old songs i've heard before. haha. they are always very nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MWzeInQaUk4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MWzeInQaUk4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8753467827279706732?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8753467827279706732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8753467827279706732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/88-john-denver-country-roads.html' title='#88 John Denver - Country Roads'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8991454900680493945</id><published>2010-01-04T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:56:00.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#87 a JOB!</title><content type='html'>went to orchard with irika today. (: well, we went to cineleisure, then had lunch at wisma atria. :D and went to shop at woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's basically the story of today. but, there are more interesting parts. we watched "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alvin and the chipmunks 2&lt;/span&gt;". VERY FUNNY! and a nice show. (: and, i suddenly have the urge to watch romance movies and wanna have someone by the side to hold on to. alright, keep dreaming. *stares into space* okay, had some indian food in wisma. :D irika introduce them to me. its really nice, the potato. haha. once again, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;IM A POTATO LOVER&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moved on to woodlands. initially, we wanted to take the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red-line&lt;/span&gt; to woodlands but we took to the wrong side. omg, how dumb can we get. haha. reach woodlands at about 5.40pm. irika started calling his bf and he said to come. she was like super excited. she haven been meeting him for a very long time. she's like super high. when he finally came, she's siao already. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the funny part about them is that they always bicker and argue. in a nice way. LOL. and when i side with her bf, she gives the *whatever* look. HAHA. a lot of funny things happen when im with them. but, i cant really remember la. LOL. but, when they needed me away, i will. haha. when they are like getting a bit more intimate, as in hug or talking to each other like that, i'll be scarce. HAHA. i let them have time alone. oh, when she gets a kiss, she's like super crazy! giving me the bimbo reaction. and guru(her bf) saw it. i was laughing like siao! and guru was giving me the *she's always like that* look. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, here comes the fun part. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I FOUND A JOB&lt;/span&gt;! well, i only applied for it. not sure if i'll get it not. 70% that i'll not cause they wanted someone with experience. but, i dun have any. so, yeah. ): but nevertheless, i'll PRAY! i believe God will help me find a job that suits me. come one people, pray for me too! i really need it. THANKS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8991454900680493945?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8991454900680493945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8991454900680493945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/87-job.html' title='#87 a JOB!'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1832650976619308630</id><published>2010-01-03T22:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:20:41.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#86 handsome artiste</title><content type='html'>i've been watching too much tv and spotted these few groups of people! :D shuaii and cute. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C273IQDgI/AAAAAAAAADY/fM6UWr3lgRc/s1600-h/blg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C273IQDgI/AAAAAAAAADY/fM6UWr3lgRc/s320/blg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422535090881170946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS LIKE GIRLS. :D they are coming to singapore! :D&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i can go. *stares into space*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C28bb2kzI/AAAAAAAAADo/2jBOieYG8E4/s1600-h/3337366934_cf98299dcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C28bb2kzI/AAAAAAAAADo/2jBOieYG8E4/s320/3337366934_cf98299dcc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422535100627063602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah, save the effort of finding more pics when i have two of them here. :D i was watching the tv drama, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;table of glory&lt;/span&gt;, and joshua was super funny inside. cute too! dai yangtian as well! :D haha, shuaii eh. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C8xLyFVnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5XYEwoCEcnk/s1600-h/4cd74424x69aed000d5e2%26690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C8xLyFVnI/AAAAAAAAAD4/5XYEwoCEcnk/s320/4cd74424x69aed000d5e2%26690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422541504516544114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just an extra photo, with dasmond koh and the 当我们同在一起-wuji. haha. all of them are like in my favourites. haha. watch out for the next 回家走走. featuring that WUJI guy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C9iKraK5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/UFbNOVwlcXE/s1600-h/4cd7442445f67a5fd54f5%26690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C9iKraK5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/UFbNOVwlcXE/s320/4cd7442445f67a5fd54f5%26690.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422542346033703826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, the more i search, the more favourite ppl i find! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C95Xc35vI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ll9yyFChnn8/s1600-h/19052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C95Xc35vI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ll9yyFChnn8/s320/19052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422542744599389938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without the geek glasses, 方大同looks really really shuaii. or perhaps, the geek glasses looks good on him! :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's the last one. i'll post more if i see more. haha. ohh, and not forgetting T&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AYLOR LAUTNER&lt;/span&gt;! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, based on Joshua Ang's blog, he's really the type of guy i would fall for. (: but, not him, cause its impossible. and, i cant believe he's a Christian too. Amen! :D and Boys like Girls' concert, i &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; wanna go! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, love them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;oh gosh, im turning so bimbo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;exclaimer: IM NOT!&lt;/span&gt; its just girls reaction kinda thing. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oh, and i went to bryan wong's blog(links) as well. i think his blog is a good place for me to understand more about interior designing. (: all his thoughts on HOME DECOR SURVIVOR. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1832650976619308630?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1832650976619308630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1832650976619308630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/86-handsome-artiste.html' title='#86 handsome artiste'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/S0C273IQDgI/AAAAAAAAADY/fM6UWr3lgRc/s72-c/blg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6257383230421268211</id><published>2010-01-03T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:51:38.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#85 school reopens</title><content type='html'>tmr's the first day of school (: well, i dun have to go back though. cause i graduated already. :D haha. just realised that my 'sister' went to BBSS! i'll definitely go find her when i get back my results. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now, my brother's getting ready for his BRUNEI trip. he have to reach airport by 11.30pm. midnight flight. tired... LOL. but, he had a nap already. so its okay. :D well, today's alright for me. didnt go out for dimsum cause i was too tired. hee. then had brunch at yew tee with my uncle and aunt. (: while having brunch, alvin and my brother went for a haircut. i wanted to have one as well, but my mum suan me. -.- hate it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some handicrafts and played online games for the whole afternoon and went to lot1 in the evening. bought my facial stuff, using my ATM card! :D alright, the first time i use it. HAHA. its now less than 500bucks. T.T gotta find a job soon! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! finally, im going out tmr. to watch ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS. and, we're going so far for that movie, town. LOL. but can look for jobs too. (: alright. see ya, tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6257383230421268211?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6257383230421268211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6257383230421268211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/85-school-reopens.html' title='#85 school reopens'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-415521852152746873</id><published>2010-01-02T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:34:10.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#84 peace at last</title><content type='html'>finally, my cousin went home. (: he's been staying at my house for a week. and, we have to take care of him &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt;. its tiring. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, watched my favourite, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;POWER RANGERS JUNGLE FURY&lt;/span&gt;! :D haha. super nice. this is the only power ranger show that i watch every episode. LOL. i catch the the sunday ones too. but, only when im free. haha. then went to bathe and brought my cousin to my mum at POSB. im there to make my ATM card and, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I HAVE IT&lt;/span&gt;! :D can you see the joy?! haha! ohh, and i saw yijun. LOL. she's there opening the account too. haha. hmm, what's my pin? uhh... ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for lunch and met my aunt. so we chatted and went home. then came home to slack. well, made some handicrafts to encourage my cousins to work hard. (: then slack slack slack until seven plus, we went to bukit timah for dinner. (: another sumptuous dinner. no wonder im getting fatter. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my brother's going brunei tmr, we'll be having dim sum for breakfast tmr! wee~ haha. hmm, maybe dinner at changi airport? ^.- woots. can have fun! :D but, i need a job as well. i need to keep my account growing. T.T no money lo. urghh. ohh, and, im waiting for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OKTO&lt;/span&gt;'s new drama, the band. :D:D cause, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JOAKIM GOMEZ&lt;/span&gt;'s inside! :D i think he's super cute. haha. and, i didnt realise he was from the second Singapore Idol. LOL. and, im a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;sezairi supporter&lt;/span&gt;, so, YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-415521852152746873?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/415521852152746873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/415521852152746873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/84-peace-at-last.html' title='#84 peace at last'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1753239216882320286</id><published>2010-01-01T22:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T22:38:56.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#83 the year: 2009</title><content type='html'>if you see me posting so many posts in one day, it goes to show how bored i am. (: so, bear with me. actually, the purpose of this blog is also to let me record things that i dun wanna forget or things that is hidden beneath my heart that i find it hard to say out. so, typing it here makes things easier. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt; has been a painful year to me with my ups and downs. things weren't going according to what i want. failed in both studies and relationship. how can that not hurt? furthermore, it was the O levels year. i've yet to get my results back. i mean &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WE'VE&lt;/span&gt; have yet to get it back. LOL. studies, during prelims, i was even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; in class. now, im not even sure if i can pass Olevels or not. i have to struggle with studying at the last few weeks. with such little time, i've burnt midnight oil everyday. that was tiring.. haha. but, now, its over. (: it doesnt matter anymore. i just have to wait for my results and have confidence in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, relationships? LOL. it was my proudest moment of all and also my saddest day ever. well, i fell flat on the ground(with a deep crack) and have just stood up, with my knees bending a little. (: haha. i think it would not take so fast to stand upright again. well, as long as im use to it, i guess it'll be alright? yeah. but, i have to really say. this is the best relationship i ever had and one where im really serious. i think that's the reason why i took so long to stand up. i'll just treat it as an experience in life. knowing where mistakes are made, they'll be forbidden the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;, it has been a year that i have to be proud of myself too. (: uhh, i got my AAC award and EAGLES award. at least i showed my parents that im capable of something. they attended my AAC ceremony too. im glad. when they saw the letter for me to get my money, they were all smiles. now, i can put the money in my savings account tmr. pray that there'll not be obstacles anymore. i waited really long for this time. i've been stopped by different things for 3times whenever i wanted to make my card. ): hope nothing crops up tmr! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin's sleeping with me tonight, so i shall stop. (: sayonara! i wish that 2010 would be a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; year for me. :D and i believe it will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1753239216882320286?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1753239216882320286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1753239216882320286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/83-year-2009.html' title='#83 the year: 2009'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7288780762261887850</id><published>2010-01-01T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T10:04:49.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#82 my dreams for 2010</title><content type='html'>alright, i'll be having &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; dreams this year! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt; get into &lt;u&gt;interior designing&lt;/u&gt; course. my first &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;dream. (: ever since the career guidance day last year, i've been wanting to become an interior designer. and, i've got no aims in my life now. so, this shall be my aim. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, second &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; dream.. i hope to find a partner in my life soon! :D this dream is super hard to achieve. i think cause of the drama series, i've been dreaming too much about wanting someone there. -.- well, its still my dream. :D this dream would take &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;veeeeeeeery&lt;/span&gt; long to come true though.. you've got to find another one whom you care for more than the previous one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7288780762261887850?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7288780762261887850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7288780762261887850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/82-dreams.html' title='#82 my dreams for 2010'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3749980095783894761</id><published>2010-01-01T12:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:27:23.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#81 my first day of the year</title><content type='html'>i seriously need a job. i need to earn about 300bucks for my ATM card? oh man. i was suppose to make it yesterday. but i didnt know the bank half day. so, i went to the bank for nothing. tmr then can. currently, my mum will lend me the remaining money i need. i've got $290 on my own. (: i have to pay her back the money. T.T LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's not a very good first day of the year. cause its like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUUUUPER&lt;/span&gt; bored? i spend the whole day slacking. sitting in front of the tv and the computer. well, i look for jobs online too. (: found two jobs but, i have to send in my resume first before they consider whether to hire me or not. my voluntary organisation haven give me reply yet too! need to wait about two weeks to one month. i regret not signing up earlier. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish watching one of my favourite drama series le. (: the seventh day 最美丽的第7天. the genre is like romance? okay, the story plot might be a bit ridiculous but, its really sweet. i always cry when i watch it. :D it just makes me wonder when will i get to find the right one ^.- sometimes, i just wish that someone's there beside me for me to hug and cuddle up. im a girl afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i hate pop-ups.. and, im gaining A LOT of weight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3749980095783894761?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3749980095783894761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3749980095783894761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/81-my-first-day-of-year.html' title='#81 my first day of the year'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1976822250918417831</id><published>2010-01-01T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:29:39.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#80 first post of 2010</title><content type='html'>didnt expect my first post of 2010 is my 80th post. :D haha. alright, cause its the new year, so i wanted to blog. :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt; how i wish i can go marina countdown la. that would be so fun. but, it would be super crowded too. haha. my mum was afraid of the crowd. so she didnt want to go there. at least they extended the time for the last train until 2am. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, how did i spend my new year's eve. uhh, went to westmall in the afternoon to enjoy swensen's. :D had chocolate crunch ice cream. sweeeeeeet~ and my well-done SIRLOIN STEAK! haha. very long never had steak le. :D:D it was actually to celebrate my cousin's(weehao) birthday la. his birthday's on 2jan though. usually the day when school reopens. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after swensen's, we walked around westmall and bought my another cousin's(spencer) school shoes. he bought two pair. cause his sister had two pairs too. so, have to be fair. -.- and i got tricked by him! i was tying my shoelace. so, i had to bend down. he held a shoe on top of my head. and when i stood up, i knock onto the shoe. and it was a HARD knock. cause the shoe very heavy. so irritating, but fun. haha. we just keep playing around westmall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after his shoes, we went to ARCADE! :D played the hockey first, then basketball, the kiap soft toys one and some shooting game. the hockey super funny! spencer own goal like 10times?! haha! and, guess what? i saw this SUUUUPER shuaii guy in the arcade! HAHA! i crazy like siao. LOL! then that guy was queueing behind my brother to play the basketball. so, i get to stand in front of him! :D hee. siao liao lo. and he was wearing a jacket. when it was his turn, he took off his jacket wor! wahh, shuaii like shit! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tea break was after arcade. we went to the shop, "kopi roti" to rest and slack! :D i was watching "爱情0度C" there and enjoying my teh-ice. :D and we just chatted for a long time. until we decided to come to my house. (: both my cousins came. and we just watch tv. but spencer was super mafan! you cant imagine how mafan. he played maple. cause he very long never play le. so keep on, "AH MIN JIE JIE! this how ar?" wahh. i just laid there for 5min and was called again. -.- then insist that i play with him. so, just play lo. some bomb game. well, he was just 11. what can i expect? haha. and, i think he's really sweet to his mum. although he's always very rude to his parents. is SUPER rude. when we off the comp, he started to cuddle up to his mum and gave her a KISS :D so sweeeet! i think that's the best present a mum can get. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. cause of the sumptuous lunch, we had a super late lunch. which was about 10plus. i shared a bowl of noodles with weehao. he's the older cousin, btw. 23 liao and still watch cartoon and play maple! and some chee cheong fun with the others. (: i got this video clip. which shows the traffic light counting down. so, we were all like counting down together with it although its not twelve yet. LOL. we're just being lame and having fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think new year should be spent with the ones we love. (: it'll be really nice and sweet. if i ever have a boyfriend, i would definitely go marina bay and countdown with him. :D and at the last second, i would just give him a kiss. (: its super sweet la. watching the fireworks together and having fun and laughter. then after the countdown, we can just walk around marina bay. or go until clarke quay and walk along the river. we can just talk about what happen in the year before and how our relationship have improved! :D that'll be soooo sweet. just the thought of it makes me a bit.. LOL. that'll just be my ideal new year celebration! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1976822250918417831?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1976822250918417831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1976822250918417831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2010/01/80-first-post-of-2010.html' title='#80 first post of 2010'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8300802334787698760</id><published>2009-12-30T22:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:37:11.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#79 wonder..</title><content type='html'>i dunno how to say out those exacts words in my mind. but, i guess that's just it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even after so long, there's still this thing inside me that i cant get rid of. well, the memories are really nice. but sometimes, i dunno what to think about those memories. as in, sometimes when i think of it, it seems like there's a chance. however, sometimes it seems like its not gonna happen kinda thing. so darn confusing. sometimes, its tearing me apart, although the frequency is lesser now. LOL. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i just escape from reality? well, there's no virtual world for me to go into. i just wanna leave this place and leave all the memories behind. sometimes, it gets so terrible that i wanna just get run down by a car and lose all memories! well, that's like so not gonna happen. every little thing from that show just hack into my memory space and started restoring everything inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i think im smiling more for those memories now rather than sulking. and, i still haven figure out what i want. heads or tails? i wonder.. i think what i need is not heads or tails but a brand new coin to toss. where can i get it? ^.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, signed up for voluntary work! :D my mum approves of it. at least, i have something to do at home rather than thinking of all those rubbish stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8300802334787698760?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8300802334787698760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8300802334787698760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/80-wonder.html' title='#79 wonder..'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6593764128325964324</id><published>2009-12-30T21:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:36:54.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#78 new year resolution</title><content type='html'>oh gosh, how i love christmas! :D haha. and, the new year's coming! maybe going marina bay tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, knowing that the new year's coming, i shall post my new year resolutions. :D this year's the first year i ever seriously did this. i think, im changing in many ways. (: well, i hope its positive change. haha. alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;#1 Getting into my dream course - INTERIOR ARCHITECTURE!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it doesnt really matter which school i go to. as long as i can study that course can le. im like super crazy over that course. LOL. BUT, the school i wish for most is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts(NAFA).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;#2 Improve my relationship with God&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been doing my quiet time regularly and very long dun have discipleship le! i hope i'll be more spiritually-mature when i go into poly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;#3 Get a job&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this only apply to the times when im not studying. like, during the long holidays or something then i'll get a job. i can earn some cash for myself and dun have to depend too much on my parents. IF, i can study and work at the same time, it would definitely be better. but, its tough. my cousin say interior architecture very time consuming.. ): but, nevertheless, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I"LL STUDY HARD!&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;#4 Get to know more people(friends)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, im not really good at socialising(although i talk a lot) and, i dislike socialising. i just cant be normal in front of other people. so, i tend to like change myself, which is so fake! and, to me, making friends is so difficult especially when i cannot be myself in front of strangers! so, i hope that next year, it'll be easy for me to make friends. (: get to know more female ones la. i think i've got way too many male friends as compared to female. LOL. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BUT, i still have to know some guys! :D&lt;/span&gt; hmm, maybe i know some and a relationship awaits? ^.- hmm.. HAHA!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exclaimer: im not so desperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's all for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; new year resolutions. maybe there'll be more? haha. i need more time to think through the things i did this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6593764128325964324?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6593764128325964324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6593764128325964324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/79-new-year-resolution.html' title='#78 new year resolution'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2321878341381602132</id><published>2009-12-29T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:32:14.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#77 deck the halls</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BC4RDx88eZw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BC4RDx88eZw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite christmas song! :D haha. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deck the halls with boughs of holly,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;br /&gt;Tis the season to be jolly,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;br /&gt;Don we now our gay apparel,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la, la la la, la la la.&lt;br /&gt;Troll the ancient Yule tide carol,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See the blazing Yule before us,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;br /&gt;Strike the harp and join the chorus.&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Follow me in merry measure,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;br /&gt;While I tell of Yule tide treasure,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All these stars have come out to shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;On this Christmas night (Christmas night)&lt;br /&gt;We can share this special night&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deck the halls with boughs of holly,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;br /&gt;Tis the season to be jolly,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sing we joyous, all together,&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;br /&gt;Hope the north pole gets my letter&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Deck the halls (deck the halls)&lt;br /&gt;Deck the halls (deck the halls)&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la, la la la la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2321878341381602132?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2321878341381602132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2321878341381602132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/77-deck-halls.html' title='#77 deck the halls'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2032459334646270113</id><published>2009-12-29T22:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:21:33.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#76 reminiscing the past</title><content type='html'>my cousin's staying in my house for a week. so, i have to prepare him with homework and stuff. since he doesn't have any assessment book in my house, so went down to buy one for him. got a mathematics assessment cause he was super bad at maths. as i was queueing up to pay for the book, i looked through it and smiled to myself. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything inside is what i've been through. those questions looked so familiar and i was rather tempted to have it for myself. BUT, i've already graduated from sec4! LOL. a lot of primary school memories came back to me when i was looking thru the book. how hard we've studied for PSLE. now, to us, PSLE is like a piece of cake. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this brought me to keneth's post of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Look into your past"&lt;/span&gt;. i think people rarely look into the past unless something they chance upon brings them back. for example, when i was packing my wardrobe, i saw this picture when i was in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pattaya, thailand&lt;/span&gt;. i was &lt;u&gt;SUPER fat&lt;/u&gt; and my hair was &lt;u&gt;SUPER long&lt;/u&gt;. :D LOL. i still remember how playful i was at that time. i asked to go for parachute rides, i wanted to have a ride on the banana boat. and, i still remember, we fell down into the water when we were on the boat! so fun. (: my cousins still have their hair plaited at some roadside stall. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, memories are really wonderful. be it good or bad, when you think of it, you'll still smile. (: it is from all these memories that we grew up as what we are today and will be in the future. as time passes, you'll have more memories(like duh). LOL. but, i would like to ask. what is the most MEMORABLE memory that you have? well, i have a lot of great memories. but, there's one where i will never forget. (: i guess everyone have one. no one knows what the future lies, but everyone knows what their past have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, one should not dwell too much in their past or else, they'll never have a wonderful future. (am i saying myself or what? ^.-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2032459334646270113?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2032459334646270113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2032459334646270113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/76-reminiscing-past.html' title='#76 reminiscing the past'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6261674667319550766</id><published>2009-12-29T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:55:17.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#75 rich man's game</title><content type='html'>my mum just told me about the news of this guy who ran over three guys after being drunk. when he was caught, he told the police that his car was stolen. he was actually an ambassador and few days later, just went back to his country. two of the three people were dead. and, he manage to run away scot free. what an idiot? well, he was just highly suspected of this crime though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can rich people do bad things and just get away? quite irritating. never get involve with any rich guy, the best method.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6261674667319550766?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6261674667319550766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6261674667319550766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/75-rich-mans-game.html' title='#75 rich man&apos;s game'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5418943368355665043</id><published>2009-12-28T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T00:20:11.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#74 EAGLES award</title><content type='html'>suppose to bring my cousin along to school to get my EAGLES award but my brother came home on time. so, i didnt had to bring him. i was about to leave the house and saw the letter, which says AFTER 28dec. so, text changyen to ask if she's going. in the end, they all met each other to get it. so, i have to go alone. i have to say, i cried. sorry la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after getting the money, i went to mac to have breakfast. (: and took bus home. then came home emo liao. so hide in my room and use comp. LOL. after that, bathe and watch tv. once again, my bro cook lunch. (: then slack all the way liao. asked my cousin to do his work too. and, in the evening about 6pm, my uncle wanted my cousin to go home for awhile. so my bro fetch him home. and i met him and my mum at lot1 for dinner. we had PIZZA HUT! :D wee~ and i was super high liao. so we chatted over dinner and my another cousin came to join us for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like saying, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"i fat liao."&lt;/span&gt; and my mum said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"if you call this fat, then aren't i fatter?"&lt;/span&gt; so my cousin was like saying that my mum's married so, it doesnt matter. but, he still need to jio girls one. and my mum asked,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; "i thought you have one already? break &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt; ar?" &lt;/span&gt;and he replied(in hokkien), &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"ah yi, cannot say until like that la. like i everyday change girlfriend like that. you should ask what happen."&lt;/span&gt; then my bro and i were laughing! haha. so funny when he say in hokkien. LOL. he and his girlfriend ar. all play one. -.- well, the first one was real feelings la. but the girl play him. now, they both play each other. is not the same girl ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well, relationship stuff, hard to say. you can be suuuper sweet this second, but quarrel at the other. alright. then we went to NTUC to buy some stuff. my mum wanted to buy some ham so she went to the ham section. then she asked me which ham do i prefer. she ask my bro the same question again. and my bro replied something super irrelevant saying that there's tuna at home. -.- so my mum say, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"okay, then we choose shoulder ham."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she turn around, she tell the person, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"can i have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuna&lt;/span&gt; ham?"&lt;/span&gt; that guy immediately give the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;^.-&lt;/span&gt; look! super funny! haha! but, that guy quite shuaii la. after he pass the ham to my mum, he look at me and our eyes met. super embarrassing! i faster turn away and walk liao. but, i have to say, he's cute. :D LOL. i think seeing cute/hot guys makes my life better. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to dabao &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;subway(eat fresh~)&lt;/span&gt; for my dad and went to the kopitiam at the bus interchange to meet my uncle. then went home. was actually lazy to blog. but, just type la. LOL. i think lesser and lesser people are going online now. due to their work i guess. (: adieu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;there's something i have to stop doing. but somehow, i just do it. well, its been still for awhile, so, i have to stop doing it! oh man. this is killing me. when will i ever stop? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5418943368355665043?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5418943368355665043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5418943368355665043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/74-eagles-award.html' title='#74 EAGLES award'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5382789756239365874</id><published>2009-12-28T23:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:38:54.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#73 pulau ubin</title><content type='html'>this is the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; first &lt;/span&gt;time i went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;PULAU UBIN&lt;/span&gt; and it was tiring. haha. it took us about an hour to get to ubin. but, it was fun. i went with my cousins. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the boat, we had this caucasian couple with two toddler. one, a baby and the other a girl. (: their eyes are &lt;u&gt;SUPER&lt;/u&gt; nice! the baby had a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;greyish blue&lt;/span&gt; eyes while the girl had a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; greenish blue&lt;/span&gt; eyes. :D i manage to take a photo of the baby. shall post it later. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, we rented a bike and started the journey in ubin. the slopes are super tiring! i only manage to cycle up about 5 slopes. the rest, i push my bike. -.- the most dificult part was the mountain tracks. urgh.. the rocky roads made my butt hurt. cause, it was way too bumpy. LOL. then our lunch was some tidbits and the glass bottle china apple juice. :D feels like drinking beer like that. haha. then we carried on cycling until 5plus. when we wanted to leave, it started raining. good timing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SzjOvonfyuI/AAAAAAAAADI/HFB9-L5-rYY/s1600-h/DSC04729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SzjOvonfyuI/AAAAAAAAADI/HFB9-L5-rYY/s320/DSC04729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420309469292645090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baby and the girl. (: try to zoom in and see. they SUPER cute! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SzjPf39lV4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/fMwOfD502hk/s1600-h/DSC04784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SzjPf39lV4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/fMwOfD502hk/s320/DSC04784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420310298045536130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the digusting oil marks! eeeks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5382789756239365874?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5382789756239365874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5382789756239365874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/73-pulau-ubin.html' title='#73 pulau ubin'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SzjOvonfyuI/AAAAAAAAADI/HFB9-L5-rYY/s72-c/DSC04729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3345654261296748562</id><published>2009-12-28T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:37:04.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#72 kabod christmas party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;On the fourth day of christmas my true love gave to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;4 calling birds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;3 french hens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;2 turtle doves and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;a partridge in a pear tree. ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, im being lame. whatever. sorry for not blogging the past few days. i wanted to but was VERY tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26dec 2009:&lt;br /&gt;met up with samuel, zhaoxiong and daniel to start preparations for the party. (: went to zhenke's house first and started doing the stuffs. after that, went down to the function room at 12.30pm to deco it. saw shicheng on the way. he was earlier than expected but he was asked to fetch bingchen from the mrt. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started the deco while daniel went to look for chester and samuel went to chinese garden to fetch the people who are coming. (: chester and daniel blew the balloons while me and zhaoxiong deco lo. and the rest of the people came halfway thru the preparations. so we stop. -.- AND, the party starts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chester and i collected presents and tag them. shicheng was the card-seller and samuel was the emcee. then they started with the intro thing and then the game. samuel, daniel and i demo to them and they started the game. daniel's group won cause samuel was a bit slow ar. it was thing mittens game where you have to wear a mitten and open one candy cane. yupp. i was just standing there laughing. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it was card exchange, then lunch. the lunch was sumptuous! they have two turkeys, shepherd's pie, pasta, ham, etc. all the christmas food. (: after lunch, we had gift exchange. :D i got a packet of chocolates. quite nice. it was one of the chocolates i like with caramel filling. haha. but i've got no idea at all who bought that. well, THANKS anyway. (: i got a cup for gift exchange with eeyore designs and guoning(siwei's brother) got it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we clean up the place after sunil's speech and waited for the van to fetch us. in the end, we took a cab instead cause we were late for service. this is the first time i sat so near to the stage during service. kinda cool. LOL. after service, we had to wash the pots once again cause its not clean. then i had to rush home cause my mum scolding already. THE END. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3345654261296748562?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3345654261296748562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3345654261296748562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/72-kabod-christmas-party.html' title='#72 kabod christmas party!'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5476854523970668529</id><published>2009-12-26T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:35:20.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#71 before i sleep..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS ONCE&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN! (especially to Just Married Just Kidding) thank you for keeping me company today! :D haha. and, im worried about the party later. LOL, i shall pray. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i just want a white christmas.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5476854523970668529?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5476854523970668529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5476854523970668529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/71-before-i-sleep.html' title='#71 before i sleep..'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1271531984755025076</id><published>2009-12-25T17:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T00:27:33.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#70 merry christmas</title><content type='html'>im really tired, but i chose to blog first. cause, i had a wonderful christmas morning. :D alright. woke up in the morning and went out to meet Just Married Just Kidding. HAHA. had breakfast at mac and chatted for like super long. from 9am to 11.45am. hee. and we sent josh to work. after that, the three of us went shopping. and on our way, we saw zhenlin. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we shopped till 1plus. they were helping me to look for christmas presents. tomorrow's the party. so i've got to bring a present for gift exchange. so, yeah. got two cards too. (: we went to popular and saw this book about teaching SINGLISH. so, we read it. there's this part where i think its really funny. there are two columns. one with the correct english, the other is the singlish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ENGLISH/SINGLISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good morning/Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good afternoon/Hi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Good night/Bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were laughing so much when reading the book! LOL. at one plus, we all went home. (: i got home and started folding the stars. (: now, i've completed two bottles. :D and then, slack all the way. except that i did a bit of housechores. actually, only one: sweep the floor. went out for dinner at about 7plus and saw my aunt. so, we ate tgt until 10plus, with all the chatting and stuff. my cousin came to my house for overnight again! T.T his mum, my aunt, is going to SARAWAK in a few days time. so, no one is taking care of him and thus, i have to do this job. ohh well, my bro's at home too. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;have anyone ever wondered, what if, in the future, your child have some illness when they are born. like, hyperactive or a bit retarded kinda illness. will you abandon him/her or just take care of them and be patient with them? i just watch some news and it talked about two families. one with only a mother and two kids, while the other, a dad and his 30plus old son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;well, one of the two kids is a hyper-hyperactive boy where no one can control him. he's not afraid of anyone. not even the police. -.- and have some mental problems too. his mum cant control him at all and have to send him to some place under the care of others. the other family, that son was a little retarded and got cheated by someone to be the guarantor of some loans. in the end, he lost his money and both of them depended heavily on his other siblings. the father did not give up on his son at all. no matter how hard it is, he encourages the boy and help him find his way. which would you be? the mother, or the father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i would choose to be the patient one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! :D to all reading my blog. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1271531984755025076?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1271531984755025076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1271531984755025076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/70-merry-christmas.html' title='#70 merry christmas'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5031160746653614984</id><published>2009-12-24T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:35:24.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#69 christmas eve</title><content type='html'>second post of the day. (: worked quite a lot these few days at home. no money get one, btw. LOL. did housechores today and napped. cause i was really tired. have been sleeping late these few days due to the movies i've watched on tuesday and wednesday and the anime craze that im having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, my mum came home and we went out for dinner. walked around lot1 and then went home. cause i wanted to catch, LEGEND OF THE SEEKER. hee. :D nice show. (: i just realised how haolian my parents and my brother were. -.- well, i have to admit that my brother's good. in poly, his grades were really good. my mum said that his results out of 4points, got 3.8plus. that's super good liao lo. and now, he's in OCS. at least he's a nice brother. (: he just cooked lunch for me today. :D QUITE sumptuous. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, there's no need for them to be so haolian la. everytime boast one leh. cant stand it. and all the neighbours all asking, "eh, your son OCS ar. not bad ar." then all action liao. and my kor, scared ppl dunno he from OCS one. -.- go lot1 also must wear his OCS jacket. ... at home, wear his OCS shirt and fbt look alike. so irritating. AND, tried to suan me just now, for not having money. sorry lo, i get money through playing. he gets it through slogging. still so cocky. cant stand it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this christmas wasnt what i wanted but, in my family, i dun expect anything for christmas. but its the christmas EVE! aww man. i think christmas should be really nice and warm. haha, and today's weather is really cooling. (: well, if it snows, it would be much better. :D wayyyyyyyy better. haha! white christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5031160746653614984?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5031160746653614984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5031160746653614984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/69-christmas-eve.html' title='#69 christmas eve'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5579683783949033118</id><published>2009-12-24T12:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:52:40.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#68 perspective</title><content type='html'>is the cup half filled, or half empty? you might have just heard it from drama series or anywhere. it just depends on how you look at things. i was lying on my bed yesterday looking at the painted walls, in the dark. i was trying to look at the difference in colour. since the wall's blue, would it be darker in the dark as compared to the white wall in the dark. well, certainly it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got linked to another question. how would my brother's room look like, cause its green. will there be any difference in colour from my room? i think i've got nothing better to do. -.- usually, things in the dark will be black(mostly). so, i was just thinking. i tried to look at the dark wall, imagining it as green instead of blue. it actually does look like a green wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the point is, the room's dark. whatever you see also dark. so, its purely imagination and how you look at the wall. this concluded why i wrote this post. i think its quite cool. everything have many points of view depending on which you prefer to look at it. those that choose the negative way tends to indulge in their stubborn-ness. well, those people that choose positive, they'll be the ones who'll be happier. :D i shall try to do that too. haha. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5579683783949033118?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5579683783949033118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5579683783949033118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/68-perspective.html' title='#68 perspective'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2206089141478950523</id><published>2009-12-24T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T12:28:32.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#67 the best movie of the year</title><content type='html'>now that my nails are cut, it makes typing easier and faster. haha. alright, my house's officially done! :D it looks much more spacious now. it was hard work, man. got up early in the moning, 8plus, to make sure that someone opens the door for the workers. my parents had to work and i was all left alone at home. they came earlier than expected. and so, they start work at bout 9am. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;SOUL EATER&lt;/span&gt; all the way when they are working. haha. and my cousin came to pei me at about 10am with my breakfast. (: bar cor mee. LOL. so, he play maple, i watch anime. when he gets bored, he pei me watch the anime. haha. got tired and he went for a nap in my room. cause that's the only room that's free and with a bed. -.- the workers finish work at about 4plus and we had to clean up the place. so, i vacuumed the floor and he mopped it. :D yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents got home at about 5plus and we started the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OFFICIAL&lt;/span&gt; cleaning up. it took us until 8plus. now, my house looks so different. haha. well, not a lot. but there's still the obvious change. :D shiok! next time, my room will have a radio and a tv! :D shiok x10! haha! i think my dad is born a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;JOKER&lt;/span&gt;. -.- from the time he came home, he's been yanking at my cousin jokingly. so dumb. and we're all like............ my cousin just played along with him too. LOL. that's the best way. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupp, during the clean up, my cousin went down to get tickets for&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; AVATAR(3D)&lt;/span&gt;! my first 3D movie. it was the 9pm show and ended just now. (: about 3hours. -.- to be exact, 2hours45min. alright, &lt;u&gt;THIS HAS GOT TO BE THE BEST MOVIE OF THE YEAR!&lt;/u&gt; i think this show practically rocks! the graphics, the storyline, the plot, the events. very nice. well, the romance part's the best! :D:D:D well, im a girl. what do you expect. (: how i wish im an avatar. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, you can see that this post is much more detailed than ytd's one cause im super happy today! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;m missing ... i want it back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2206089141478950523?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2206089141478950523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2206089141478950523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/67-best-movie-of-year.html' title='#67 the best movie of the year'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-9085998717902486116</id><published>2009-12-23T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T01:34:43.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#66 dead beat</title><content type='html'>today's the first day of the painting! :D woke up rather early to move more furnitures. when it was 9, the workers came and start work. they painted all the way up to 5.30pm. well, now, my room's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;! :D:D the master bedroom was super&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; PINK&lt;/span&gt;. -.- they have yet to paint my bro's room and the different doors. well, i like my living room colour too. very nice. (: beige-orange like that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they left, we started moving the furnitures back to their usual place. it took us bout 3hours. -.- and, im so TIRED. i found out. one best way to train muscles: move your furniture around everyday! LOL. i've two bruises on my knee, a small cut on my thumb and an injured ankle, from all the moving! tired like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we met my dad at lot1 and went for movies! :D bodyguards and assasins. (: not a bad movie. but, all the good ppl who can fight die. -.-I LOVE ZHEN ZI DAN! he super cool! :D haha. i love his fighting moves. shuaii too, for his age. HAHA! came home and deco my place until just now. had a chat with an OLD friend. (: really old.. haha. it feels good, so good. well, though im really tired, but, i still love the day. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-9085998717902486116?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/9085998717902486116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/9085998717902486116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/66-dead-beat.html' title='#66 dead beat'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3697917413110142879</id><published>2009-12-21T08:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:19:50.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#65 fear</title><content type='html'>let's not talk bout ytd. half the thing that happened ytd was BAD, TERRIBLE, etc. (all the negative words you can find in your dictionary) apparently, i quarrelled with my mum to a very bad extent. cause i rebutted her like siao. -.- the only fun part about ytd was meeting daniel and zx for the programmes. then spend half an hour walking around to look for sunil's house. we got there, i barely said a few words, and i gotta go. LOL. and my mum was being freaking unreasonable that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was time for me to go home and it didnt felt like home at all. when can i stop running and rushing to meet curfews? hello, im 16 already and Olevels over. y must i always have restrictions? i dreaded coming back to this house. when i got home, i just hide in my room and only went out for dinner. after dinner, i thought i could at least watch tv awhile and she started ranting at me again. I DUN WANNA GET SCOLDED LIAO LA! i get scolded for almost everything i do. not even a single praise. im so tired........ mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i dun even dare to do a lot of things. all i need and must do are the housechores. even though i do it, its not enough. i'll still get scolded. i'd rather hide in my own room FOREVER. i wouldn't wanna step out of my room even when there's no one at home. cause my room's where i feel that im myself. i need something to do that makes me feel that im myself too! but, im not allowed to work. cause, she wants me to stay at home to do housechores. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant find the maggie mee! and im left with nothing to eat. except bread. for breakfast and lunch. -.- she didnt give pocket money as well. i wanna go out! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3697917413110142879?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3697917413110142879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3697917413110142879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/65-fear.html' title='#65 fear'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3227666537648465082</id><published>2009-12-19T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:59:35.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#64 pastor matt fielder!</title><content type='html'>after such a long time, i finally went church again. there are reasons why i didnt go for such a long time. -.- alright, my day started out, HUNGRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i woke up with a growling stomach. actually, i woke up already. but, i dun like the fact that when i wake up, i see my mum and other family members. so, i fake sleep for quite awhile until 9plus. (: wash up and SLACK! watched power rangers jungle fury :D and, some idol show. (: had maggie mee at bout 11plus. and, my mum came home at 12plus with a dabao-ed lunch. im SUPER full. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, started packing my stuff again. my mum LOVE those laughing buddhas and she's got like 18 of those statues? idols la. and, poor me. i have to wrap them up one by one. and place them nicely in a box. my whole hand turned black after all those newspaper wrapping. then i had to pack my room, place all my bags away, etc. tmr, i have to pack my wardrobe. its REALLY messy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this one incident where my mum had no choice but to let me go church. :D she asked me to place the photo albums(of various sizes) into the cupboard above my wardrode. that cupboard is already full of things and she wants me to stuff the albums inside. initially, i thought i couldnt. so, i tell her and she ask me to pack the cupboard as well. but, i dun see the need to. cause, if i were to repack it, it'll take a lot of time. then she ask me to use a stool to repack the cupboard. im like, "no need la." and she said, "you think you can pack all these without a stool? you think you really that tall ar? if you can pack it without the stool, i let you have anything you want ar." i proved her wrong. :D I AM TALL! haha! then she let me go! wee~ but i was late for service. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i was glad i went to church today. (: the service was really hilarious, i got the main message la. PASTOR MATT FIELDER! i think he's really funny. the only times i dun understand him is when he talks like VERY fast. the funny parts are the 'wine-whine' thing and how he acts in different accent. he's really good. haha! ohh well, had fun anyway. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after service, was suppose to go home. but daniel told me there was christmas party meeting. so i called my mum and went back up to rooftop to find him. and, i felt SUUUUUUUPER awkward when im there. -.- my heart's like thumping like siao! imagine, sitting with a group of guys. i mean not those small group. but, about 15ppl? wah, that's terrible man. so, i kept standing there and then alex ask us to sit at another table and i feel safer. PHEW~ i dun like to be in a group where there's nothing i can talk to them about. i'll look so retarded. -.- and, i've found the mature and childish group in kabod! haha! so funny. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we had the discussion and i left rooftop at 9pm when im suppose to reach home by 9.30pm. obviously, IM LATE! by, 6min. my mum didnt do anything. haha. cause i told her i'll be 5min late. i had to run from the mrt station all the way to my house. i haven been running for a long while. now, my legs kinda hurt. haha. but, i love the reminiscing of me running to meet curfews. its been long ever since i last had that. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3227666537648465082?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3227666537648465082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3227666537648465082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/64-pastor-matt-fielder.html' title='#64 pastor matt fielder!'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5188564675382527062</id><published>2009-12-18T10:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:20:24.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#63 sleeping disorder?</title><content type='html'>well, at least ytd evening i didnt get scolded. haha. it was my aunt's birthday ytd. so went to IMM to have a meal with her and my cousin. (: had our meal at HOSHI. the restaurant where i had MY birthday meal with daniel, changyen, etc. :D nicee~ but forget to order soft shell crab. hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the meal, came home and do a bit of housechores and watch tv all the way le. (: love thursday! :D there are a whole chain of shows i can watch. (: from 5.30pm to 9.30pm! haha. then after shows, i went to sleep. and i only had 3pieces of bread for dinner. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laid on my bed from 9.30pm onwards and only fell asleep at 11plus. and, i keep waking up in the middle of the night, hoping that it would be morning soon. i wonder what's wrong. ^.- i cant sleep at night unless im reeeeeally suuuuuper tired. and, in the morning, i keep yawning, wanting to sleep. i think im turning nocturnal. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, woke up at 7plus, but force myself to sleep until 9.30am. then cooked my breakfast, campbell soup and 2pieces of bread. (: i just realised my mum gave me $15 for me since wednesday. just saw it on my table. -.- super lag. i'll have to pack my room later and start sending out the brochures. (: hee. cool~ next tuesday, painting time! :D and my cousin's coming to pei wo. can chiong maple with him. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee~ pulau ubin next next week! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5188564675382527062?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5188564675382527062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5188564675382527062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/63-sleeping-disorder.html' title='#63 sleeping disorder?'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7697134282473630558</id><published>2009-12-17T10:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:13:28.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#62 cooped up</title><content type='html'>gosh, someone, just save me from this misery! -.- i hate staying at home with nothing to do. got scolded again from my mum. its super wth. i did all the housechores that im suppose to. but, all she does is to scold me for not doing enough. as if i know what i should do. she cooked a soup two days ago and we cant finish it. so, she left it in the pot on the stove. ytd evening when she came back, she scolded me for not heating up the soup and letting it spoil. im like, DO I LOOK LIKE I KNOW?! i dun even wanna drink it, y would i heat it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing i dreaded the most everyday is for her to come back home in the evening. i'll definitely get scoldings from her. aargh! wonder what she'll scold today, not cleaning up the shelves? ^.- hope i'll get use to it soon. AND, my comp gets confiscated every evening. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's working and i can hardly find someone with no job to go out with me! even if i can go out, i dun have the expenses to do so. i think i should start working soon. LOL. completed another anime again. and now, on to the next one. my life's all about animes now. can i have something to do other than housechores and anime?? im dying from boredom! *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CHRISTMAS'S COMING!&lt;/span&gt; im feeling so excited. (: though i know nothing special will happen. cause, its not something that i can celebrate. i just hope that soon, i can celebrate a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;WHITE&lt;/span&gt; christmas! :D and, i love the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt; christmas song from OKTO! :D niceeeee~ hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7697134282473630558?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7697134282473630558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7697134282473630558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/62-cooped-up.html' title='#62 cooped up'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7568093854570009377</id><published>2009-12-15T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:49:46.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#61 slack</title><content type='html'>ohh well, its just another slack day for me. :D haha. i slack my whole day. watching animes and using the comp all the while. back to loving animes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up rather late today again but earlier than ytd. (: bathed and start my slacking! :D my dad bought lunch for me! then he went out and i had to prepare the dishes for dinner. he came home and finish cooking it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happen today since im ALWAYS at home. -.- just do some chores. IM BORED!! ): ohh well. that's life, for me. im missing school. how i have recess, running about here and there, going for NCC, having trainings, chat with my friends. ahhh, that's so cool! i shall go back to school some day soon. (: well, i've got to take my edusave money anyway. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on facebook, on social interview looking through the questions. one of them asked, "who would the person you miss looking at if you're blind?" i guess the answer should be the same as my previous post, yeahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7568093854570009377?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7568093854570009377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7568093854570009377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/61-slack.html' title='#61 slack'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3291746237837490029</id><published>2009-12-15T00:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T23:02:45.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#60 2012 - the end of the world</title><content type='html'>this is the first time in my whole life that i woke up at 12.30pm! wow. cause i slept at 4am last night. -.- haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, slacked all the way till my mum comes home and found out that i received $200 for my EAGLES! :DDDD super happy! haha. then went for dinner and for movies with my parents. (: watched 2012, as the title shows. that show's really good. and i know i a bit lag ar. now then go watch 2012. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens if its really the end of the world? who would the first person you wanna meet and talk to? perhaps, say, "i love you" to the person. have anyone ever thought of it? if you ever had a last call to make, who would it go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i think i know the answer for myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3291746237837490029?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3291746237837490029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3291746237837490029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/60-2012-end-of-world.html' title='#60 2012 - the end of the world'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1880513130310434315</id><published>2009-12-13T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:10:23.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#59 disguise</title><content type='html'>just got back home from orchard. my legs are falling apart. we walked all around orchard to get my bro's social night dinner clothes. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to realise that i had nosebleed. then while stopping the blood, i fell asleep again. haha. was THAT tired. woke up officially at bout 11plus. then had my breakfast that my mum dabao-ed for me. then my uncle came to fetch my cousin home and we went out eat again. im growing fat. -.- but, i controlled the amount of food i eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went home and slacked. bathed, change and head for orchard. landed on ion orchard first. went to TOPMAN to look for my bro's clothes then after that, went to my mum's friend's restaurant to eat. walked for over 15min from ion to there. and my legs hurt like siao already (wearing heels) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went over to the singtel building to get my bro's new phone, N97mini. good lo. LOL. waited bout an hour for it. headed over to my aunt's place and ate AGAIN. but only mozerella sticks. (: after that, went shopping again. my legs hurt like crap already! walked for super long and got my bro's shirt from orchard central, G2000. got a tie too. everyone agrees that the shirt suits my brother, but, i dun think so at all. cause, its pink and striped. exactly the one daniel wore for prom i think. ^.- and, bought this red super ugly tie! my mum and the rest of the family thinks that its nice overall. -.- the tie's like red, with golden and a bit of grey stripes. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever lived in a family where they favour boys over girls? well, that's what im experiencing now. that's super irritating. my bro got back from camp, sprained his ankle and everyone was like head over heels towards him. my dad was so nice when waking him up. but for me, just shouted right in my face. wth. my mum, she doesnt even bother for my prom. but, when my bro said he had a dinner this friday, she brought him over to orchard today to shop. and paid for it. let him try this and that. look at every shirt carefully like as if he was going to get married. my uncle and aunt were like, "ehh, your son getting married tmr ar?" wth? i dun even get such treatment when i have my prom night. she dun even bother to take me out to orchard and shop for my dress. that sucks. ever since young, everyone dotes on my bro more than me. he's the only guy in the CHANG family. so have to depend on him to carry on with the generation. -.- when my paternal relatives know that i was a girl, no one came to see me. not even a single one. but, for my bro, all of them came and looked at him, etc. idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was feeling super down when they were all looking for clothes for my brother. wanted to cry so badly but always had to put on the mask like i was really happy to go out. plus, my leg really hurts A LOT. i had to fake it like its not hurting. -.- y do i have to put on that darn disguise. so sick of it. finally, i can cry openly in my room. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1880513130310434315?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1880513130310434315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1880513130310434315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/59-disguise.html' title='#59 disguise'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5601631058860780617</id><published>2009-12-13T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T02:18:43.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#58 bryan adams - right here waiting for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GcdacIqdwpc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GcdacIqdwpc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyrics are inside. sorry, the colour a bit ... ar. LOL. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5601631058860780617?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5601631058860780617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5601631058860780617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/58-bryan-adams-right-here-waiting-for.html' title='#58 bryan adams - right here waiting for you'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2612617530063271419</id><published>2009-12-13T01:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T01:55:31.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#57 kuala lumpur</title><content type='html'>hey! im back! :D well, the trip was alright. quite fun and tiring. i shall now post about the trip before i get too lazy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;10/12/09:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. -.- the queue in T1 was super long for checking-in. so waited for about an hour for our turn. got thru the scanner thing and my contacts lotion + deodorant was CONFISCATED! *sobs* -.- whatever. then up to the plane and it was super small! i feel so unsafe. but, its okay la. flight was only about half an hour. very fast. my seat was hardly warmed up and they said it was time to land. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;JETSTAR 3k683 KUALA LUMPUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LANDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when in KL, waited for my uncle to drive us for breakfast cause we got there at bout 9am. the market's food was delicious and cheap! :D shiok. haha. after that, went to check in into our apartment, which took about 2hours. -.- then while waiting, we went for shopping! :D but, that shopping centre was too expensive. all branded! so, we only had lunch there. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to the apartment and slacked. i was too tired, so i napped. woke up, bathe and went for dinner. (sounds like i only eat, sleep, slack.) the dinner was at some roadside stall. i mean, really roadside! i love it man! super cool. the food's nice too. (: well, there's just a few stalls only though. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, went back to the house and play all the way. bought some tidbits and chatted thruout the night. i was too tired, so, was the first to sleep. (: (tired cause i had to carry the little one all the while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;11/12/09:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was disturbed and thus, woke up. -.- had breakfast at some stall which was faraway and takes super long for the food to come. need to make reservation one. even though we made already, we had to wait for an hour before the food comes. IT IS THAT GOOD. somemore, its just a roadside stall! after that, went to mid-valley and shop like siao!! woo~ i love it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, we had like 4hours+ to shop. bought a lot of accessories, 3t-shirts and had a sumptuous lunch! :D wanted to buy the watch and jacket but, i spend too  much. -.- haha. then went back to the apartment and waited for my aunt to come back. they lost their way in KL. (they drove to KL) so, used their car to travel in KL and lost their way. spend 3hours driving IN KL, not knowing where they were  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they came back and then we went to this another faraway place for BAK KUT TEH! haha. i didnt really eat much cause i dun really like it. but, the YOU TIAO was nice. :D ate a lot of it. haha. and after that dinner, i had to carry my cousin all around. :D i spend like three quarters of the trip carrying her. it was tiring, but i enjoyed it. its okay! :D kids are just super cute! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they dabao a lot of things back to the apartment for supper. KFC included. -.- i bathed when i got home and played mahjong! :D haha. fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;12/12/09:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got disturbed and woke up again. washed up and went for dim sum breakfast! :D was superb! i love dim sum. and i just realised that most dim sum are made of seafood. LOL. prawns, fish, etc. after breakfast, we went back home to pack our stuff (i almost left my bible behind!) LOL. then went to LOT10 to shop. :D bought another shirt. haha! wanted to buy one blouse but was too ex. so didnt. then we went back to retrieve my uncle's(the one who live in KL) car. we are always squeezing in the car. 3cars, 15ppl.(not including the baby) -.- my leg always have to suffer. cause, its long! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to my uncle's house for awhile to look at his son's wedding photos and videos. (: then headed for the airport. had mac as dinner and now, im back home! in singapore. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;JETSTAR 3K688 SINGAPORE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LANDED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SyPVAcpBv-I/AAAAAAAAACw/fceBgEopwck/s1600-h/DSC04558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SyPVAcpBv-I/AAAAAAAAACw/fceBgEopwck/s320/DSC04558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414405380694458338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANNAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. rowdy&lt;br /&gt;#2. honest&lt;br /&gt;#3. loves sweet (always use sweet to bribe her)&lt;br /&gt;#4. hyperactive&lt;br /&gt;#5. loves to make guy friends (HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;#6. sings hokkien songs!&lt;br /&gt;she's the one that i had to carry. that's how i exercise in KL. 17kg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SyPWaZ_4QzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cg02Xm-yD-A/s1600-h/DSC04585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SyPWaZ_4QzI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Cg02Xm-yD-A/s320/DSC04585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414406926173225778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTHER! hannah's younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;the extreme cute girl! cute x10^100000000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1. chooses who to carry her. (only her immediate relatives)&lt;br /&gt;#2. knows how to kiss!&lt;br /&gt;#3. very quiet&lt;br /&gt;#4. always stare at YOU.&lt;br /&gt;#5. calls her daddy "da da"&lt;br /&gt;#6. cries upon seeing her dad walk past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only managed to carry her on the second night when she was about to sleep. haha. more photos of her in facebook. i have her bathing photos too! but, too bad. :D haha. she's really cute! laid with her on the bed and she rolls about. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SyPXrAz3E7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ls2LuFjoQWI/s1600-h/DSC04592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SyPXrAz3E7I/AAAAAAAAADA/ls2LuFjoQWI/s320/DSC04592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414408310981333938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE KIDS! :D they are like extremely cute! have you ever imagined how your child will call you when they are like babies? their first word! :DD and, the effort you have to take care of them is really tough but, its all worth it. really. i just laid on her bed and it feels so wow. i love the baby smell! smell of milk. :D hee. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2612617530063271419?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2612617530063271419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2612617530063271419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/57-kuala-lumpur.html' title='#57 kuala lumpur'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SyPVAcpBv-I/AAAAAAAAACw/fceBgEopwck/s72-c/DSC04558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7228163155369866042</id><published>2009-12-10T03:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T03:57:18.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#55 its Him</title><content type='html'>(him, refers to God.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, decided to wake up earlier to blog before i leave for the airport at 5am. -.- 2things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, according to my title, its Him. well, ytd i was suddenly having this super nice attitude to my parents and cousin when i dun mean it at all. as in my heart and mind opposes each other. it was really weird. i felt that i wasnt myself. my heart was still filled with anger. but, my actions are like EXTREMELY friendly to my mum. i thought i would dislike my mum more than my dad. but, in fact, i dislike my dad more then my mum. ^.- wonder y... LOL. well, anw, im sure it wasnt me. cause, im those stubborn ones. doing things that come straight to my mind. so, i was wondering, if it could be Him. trying to make things easier and better for me. even after i talked super nicely to my mum, i cried. because, im thinking, why does my heart feels the other way and it felt empty. i guess, its God. (: Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i wasnt able to fall asleep last night. its like, the more tired i get, the harder it is for me to sleep. so, i listened to 'muttons to midnight' all the way until the end. and at the end, the conversation with desiree lai, they talked bout TAYLOR LAUTNER! :D freaking hot! :D:D that totally made my day. im already tired. but, when they talked bout this, i was excited until i cant get to sleep at all! LOL! ohh, they were saying, taylor lautner's tgt with taylor swift! i dunno true or not. but, whatever. :D and, they were also saying how the girls reacted in the cinema when the muttons went to watch new moon. the scene where jacob took off his shirt when bella fell off the bike. LOL! i have no reactions then i think. cause, jacob's still in his long hair. which, makes me feel a little disgusted. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, they were like asking, "is it true that girls like hot guys, we definitely cant have that six pacs!" im like, duhh! both ofyou only know how to eat! haha. well, having super developed muscles is just another element, at least to me, another criteria. but, dun have also never mind. :D haha! ohh well, i shall try an enjoy my trip. -.- ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7228163155369866042?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7228163155369866042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7228163155369866042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/55-its-him.html' title='#55 its Him'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5091216201209648703</id><published>2009-12-09T19:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:59:57.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#54 pre-KL post</title><content type='html'>i'll be going to KL tmr. not really very fascinated about it. cause, i didnt wanna go in the first place. LOL. my mum booked the tickets before even telling me i'll be going. ohh well, whatever. they've went out for dinner and im now alone at home. the happiest time of my day! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, its like i've been taking planes every week. last week was hongkong, now, KL. i'll be taking plane to KL! i'd rather take bus. LOL. taking plane is so waste time. no TV per person somemore. plus, only 45min. what can i do on the plane? no movies to watch as well. and i have to go changi airport early in the morning AGAIN. hah, im rich! LOL. planes every week. sounds cool, huhh. but only these two weeks la. haha. after which, my house will be on renovation. just some change here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, shows that im feeling better. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5091216201209648703?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5091216201209648703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5091216201209648703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/54-pre-kl-post.html' title='#54 pre-KL post'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8223570799131554933</id><published>2009-12-09T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:53:01.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#53 bible</title><content type='html'>woke up with tiredness and there's still that anger that lies in me. i can hardly open my eyes. just want to carry on sleeping. ohh well. i got to send my cousin to tuition. so, woke up earlier. in the end, my dad brought him to tuition. actually, im not that grateful for what he've done. if he had told my mum he's not working today, i dun think i'll have to get scolded. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after washing up, watched tv and did a bit of housechores. he came home and i hid in my room. tried to use comp but it was time for me to meet daniel. so went out of house at 11. reached lakeside earlier than expected. and, he was late. -.- but, its okay. i had nothing to do anyway. met up with him and got my things. FINALLY. a bible of my own. (: but, its extremely heavy. ohh well. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im not acting cool, daniel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home and used comp all the way until now. watched season two of the anime all the way. im tired. shall get some rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8223570799131554933?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8223570799131554933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8223570799131554933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/woke-up-with-tiredness-and-theres-still.html' title='#53 bible'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7735824189224490138</id><published>2009-12-09T13:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:52:41.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#52 Futatsu No Kodou To Akai Tsumi - ON OFF</title><content type='html'>okay, im feeling better already. just that, sometimes, i dun feel like talking. LOL. ohh well, finished one series of anime. (: its only 13episodes. not a lot. haha. here's the song. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, the anime one is nicer. cause, these two guys their actions a bit.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NDM52PBAfUU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NDM52PBAfUU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7735824189224490138?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7735824189224490138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7735824189224490138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/futatsu-no-kodou-to-akai-tsumi-on-off.html' title='#52 Futatsu No Kodou To Akai Tsumi - ON OFF'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6887651677453206624</id><published>2009-12-08T20:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:52:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#51 anger; hatred; agony</title><content type='html'>why is it that parents are always correct? so what if they did something wrong? dun they have to apologise? i hate this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off my comp today at bout 5plus, was tired and went for a nap. while i was napping, i asked my cousin to finish his work. at bout 6.10, my dad woke me up. i haven even fall asleep yet. -.- ask me and my cousin to go out and eat. i was like, im really tired. can i rest more. furthermore, my cousin haven even finish his work. so, my dad waited until 6.30. my mum called, and he start to complain how i dun wanna wake up. he dragged my cousin out. i was like super irritated. cause i can barely rest. -.- then i wanted to bathe first before going out. but before that, i wanted to sms my mum to tell her i'll be later than my dad. in case she scolds again. but, i guess i just cant avoid getting scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was texting her, my dad called her and complain bout me. that i dun wanna go eat. hello. i just wanted to bathe. my mum called asnd started ranting. i was totally pissed off. super much. i just had a quarrel with her and now, another one. i just cant do things right. even though i did my chores today, so? still get scolded. and she was like, "no need to eat is it, wanna be God ar?!" all i said was,"i was tired. so wanted to have a bathe before going out. i was halfway texting you." and she's replied, "tired.. you never even work and you tell me you're tired.." what's got to do with work????????? ya, true, i dun have a work currently. so? does it mean that i cant get tired? i barely slept for an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was extremely pissed already. what can i do? i cant even vent my anger. who, what can i vent my anger on? i feel super terrible. inflicting physical hurt on myself to get rid of emotional hurt. that sucks. now, my knuckles hurt. ever since young, what can i do when im angry? im the youngest in the family. quarrel with my brother, obviously he win. he's older than me and he's a guy. quarrel with parents? come on, definitely lose. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bathe and got out of the house asap. then after that, waited for the bus for super long.. adds on to my anger. when arrived at the dinner place, they finish their meal liao. so my mum order something for me and i faster eat. the whole time, i didnt speak. then my mum hinted that my cousin will be staying over at our house. i was like "?!". i just ask questions in a very not happy manner. and she told my cousin, "their reaction shows that they dun wan you to stay in my house, but i just want you to." i didnt even say i dun wan him to stay here. -.- forget it.. and, she said that my cousin was tired, when he had slept 3hrs today. he also never work what?! y can he be tired but i cannot? my dad today also never work what. but y can he nap????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, my mum told me that i'll have to bring him to tuition tmr in the morning, 10.30am. but before that, i have to bring him home first. im like............ what can i say. then i tell her (in a not very nice tone too) that i dunno how to go his tuition place. and my mum rebutted my like shit. ya, true. i said that i'll help take care of my cousin during my hols, tutor him and help with his work. she used that to rebut me, saying, "now ask you to bring him to tuition very hard is it? who was the one who said (those things above)?!" i was like, i cant say anything, can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was already in tears but i had to not let it drop down cause, its the public. LOL. when they wanted to go Lot1, i was like, i go home first. i felt super terrible. i dunno what to do. if i dun wanna take care of my cousin, i would not fetch him the first thing in the morning when i wake up. if i dun wanna help him with his work, i wouldnt correct him just now when he was doing his tuition work. how am i suppose to tutor him when he's under massive care from his parents and every relatives of mine? will his parents spend that extra money for him to buy assesment and let me help him in his work?! ya ya ya, i only know how to say la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least what she scolded me today was minor. ytd was even worse. i didnt read her sms and hence, didnt do house chores. when she got home, she scolded my like hell. i hated it when she always scold me this, "why am i wasting so much time and money on you?! what you want, you get it. i'd rather spend it on my three adopted kids than you! at least they send a thankyou every month. YOU?! dun make me throw you out of the house!" what the hell?? there's this thought in my mind for few years already. y cant i just leave this family and just get out of their life?! i just wanna pack my stuff and leave this house. it doesnt matter if i have a place to stay not... i'll just wait.............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they got home, i was in the living room watching tv. after that, she called me into the room for leaving my inner wear in the toilet to dry when it should be hung on the hanger. i took it and my clothes away. then she stopped me, scolded me for a super long time. one sentence she said, "dun ever give that look to me. no matter what i do, whether right or wrong, you better dun give me that look, im your mum." idiot, this just makes me hate her more. my dad also like nothing happen like that and heck care. my dad always stand on my mum's side. me? always fighting this battle alone. i've really really had enough. )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna step out of my room at all. i just wanna stay in this darkness and not care bout anything else. i dun wan her to come in to my room, i dun wanna see her in my room. i just wanna be alone. i dun wan to step into the brightness and see her. i just hope that i have a house of my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;the one that can help me isnt here.. anymore. it feels like i dunno how to love anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6887651677453206624?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6887651677453206624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6887651677453206624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/anger-hatred-agony.html' title='#51 anger; hatred; agony'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8743030873804260133</id><published>2009-12-08T13:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:52:18.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#50 sadded</title><content type='html'>woke up this morning at 8plus 9, but refused to get out of the bed until 10.15. it was my dad's off day today. so, he'll be like at home the whole day, and i dun like. ): though he'll be helping me with all the house chores. but, i still dun like it when there's someone at home. cause, i'll be nagged like every minute? LOL, but, my dad never nags at me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, woke up and saw an sms from my uncle, asking me to fetch my cousin to the library then to my house. i was a bit like, aww man, not again! the last time he came to my house, he vomited on the floor and i had to clean up the mess. -.- ohh well, i've got my dad at home. so its okayy. (: then went to yew tee for brunch and waited for my cousin there. well, my cousin's cousin came to singapore too! :D they are like super cute! the older one's like fat, chubby, cute. :D the younger one's handsome, chubby and cute! :DD the younger one's only 5years old i think. haha. and, he's so good with his words la. he speaks fluent cantonese. though i dunno how to speak, but i certainly do understand what he's saying. (: so, they came down along with my cousin and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after brunch, we went to lot1 library to return my cousin's book. then head home. once i got home, i start packing my table (before i get another scolding -.-) well, packed 2boxes of books. and, its extremely heavy. i cant lift them up at all. and i had a hard time pushing them away. well, my house's on renovation, so, gotta pack all the stuff first. hmm, not those MAJOR renovation. but, just a bit here and there and then repaint the whole house! :D my room's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;! my brother's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt; and my parents, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;. hah. i wanted green initially but, ever since young, my bro have been using green and i, blue. so, we shall follow the custom. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im only halfway done with my packing. i have to continue later. now, slacking. suppose to go out at 4pm today! )': but, i got scolded cant go out. then josh and keneth cant go too. ): in the end have to forfeit it. REALLY VERY SORRY, CHEANPIN! sorry to daniel and changyen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;im in to animes once again. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8743030873804260133?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8743030873804260133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8743030873804260133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/aww-man.html' title='#50 sadded'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3306501835298646749</id><published>2009-12-07T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:51:42.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#49 comp fixed</title><content type='html'>alright, woke up today to receive a call from my mum. she asked me to bring my comp down to IMM to get it fixed by her friend. so, i woke up, bathed and rest all the way until 1pm. had bread from my breakfast, with ham! :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1, i left house and carried my comp over. super heavy la! -.- so, i went to IMM and had japanese food. haha! i've been having good food lately. :D my mum jio-ed my grand aunt along cause they had to pass each other things. alright, my comp was fixed like super fast, over lunch. haha. then stayed awhile in my mum's office to slack. and my mum's colleague was like, "wahh, your daughter very pretty liao wor. got bf not?" i was thinking, "not say very sensitive ar." both my grand aunt and my mum's colleague asked the same qn la. then my mum was saying, "she dare..." but got rebutted by her colleague! haha. so funny. then i faster runaway. go home first. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im finally using my own computer! :D haha. but, a bit weird, not really use to it. and, i have to re-download maple.. -.- ohh well.. haha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3306501835298646749?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3306501835298646749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3306501835298646749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/comp.html' title='#49 comp fixed'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3268966959212413732</id><published>2009-12-06T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:51:24.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#49 angela zhang &amp; wilbur pan - 快乐崇拜</title><content type='html'>okayy, im really bored like dunno what. and, i've been listening to this song for the past 2hours. (: so, i shall post it here. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWV4gJIRRPY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWV4gJIRRPY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3268966959212413732?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3268966959212413732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3268966959212413732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/angela-zhang-wilbur-pan.html' title='#49 angela zhang &amp; wilbur pan - 快乐崇拜'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8636425534469360684</id><published>2009-12-06T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:51:13.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#48 kor's birthday</title><content type='html'>hey! its my kor's birthday today! :D haha. we went dian xiao er to celebrate lo. (: with my relatives they all. after the meal, we had a cake and sang happy birthday song there. (: i think my birthday dun even have cake lo. -.- how fortunate my bro is.. haii. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, he's now back in camp. (: he didnt rest the whole of last night lo. trained all the way till midnight then come home in the morning. and i was still sleeping in his room cause of a roach. -.- but, its dead anyway. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, confession to make. i think im like super smittened by taylor lautner! :D like super crazy. LOL. i wanna watch twilight! and im looking for the book. i've read a few pages of it online. quite okay. (: and, i wanna watch new moon again! :D to see jacob black. haha. so siao. waiting for eclipse..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8636425534469360684?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8636425534469360684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8636425534469360684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/kors-birthday.html' title='#48 kor&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7454367302902949715</id><published>2009-12-06T21:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:51:02.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#47 new moon trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q58iQSHhZGg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q58iQSHhZGg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT JACOB! :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7454367302902949715?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7454367302902949715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7454367302902949715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon-trailer.html' title='#47 new moon trailer'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-9213805030341745957</id><published>2009-12-06T15:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:50:50.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#46 超克7 - 我太笨</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;我太笨 不懂爱情的分寸&lt;br /&gt;想念着两个人的快乐 依赖着你给的体温&lt;br /&gt;我太笨 看著你渐渐变冷&lt;br /&gt;只能默默的给你信任 传达我包容的眼神&lt;br /&gt;付出这么多换来些什么 我不愿过问&lt;br /&gt;只愿相信你傻笑的很天真&lt;br /&gt;在爱情里太笨 是不是我天真&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些课程 我还没修完学分 在爱情里太笨 是不是我太天&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些课程 Hoo Baby&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些学分&lt;br /&gt;都没能满分&lt;br /&gt;我太笨 看着你渐渐变冷&lt;br /&gt;只能默默的给你信任 传达我包容的眼神&lt;br /&gt;付出这么多换来些什么 我不愿过问&lt;br /&gt;只愿相信你傻笑的很天真&lt;br /&gt;在爱情里太笨 是不是我天真&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些课程 我还没修完学分&lt;br /&gt;在爱情里太笨 是不是我太天真&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些课程 Hoo Baby&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些学分&lt;br /&gt;都没能满分&lt;br /&gt;在爱情里太笨 是不是我天真&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些课程 我还没修完学分&lt;br /&gt;在爱情里太笨 是不是我太天真&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些课程 Hoo Baby&lt;br /&gt;爱情的那些学分&lt;br /&gt;都没能满分&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N8TrWB27-xI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N8TrWB27-xI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-9213805030341745957?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/9213805030341745957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/9213805030341745957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/7.html' title='#46 超克7 - 我太笨'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7773909337979592070</id><published>2009-12-05T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:50:37.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#45 my future</title><content type='html'>hey, this is a very late post. was chatting with jeremy and daniel's mum! :D i think she's really nice and super zai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to be like a conversation about jobs. in the end, it was about my future. i just asked for a few advice and she gave a lot. she actually change my mind from going to TP. well, my dream was to be an interior designer. intially, i thought that TP would be a good poly for designing. but, from daniel's mum, SP is better in interior designing. TP's more of fashion (ideal for cp!). haha. i think the best is still going to private poly, NAFA. she said that private poly teaches more of techniques while public poly is more of management. well, i've got a lot of time to consider and i only want interior architecture! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;what happens if a guy wants to interrupt your current life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7773909337979592070?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7773909337979592070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7773909337979592070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-future.html' title='#45 my future'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-948569811302805358</id><published>2009-12-05T22:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:50:29.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#44 IYAZ - replay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That i can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That i can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember the first time we met&lt;br /&gt;You was at the mall wit yo friend&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to approach ya&lt;br /&gt;But then you came closer&lt;br /&gt;Hopin' you would give me a chance&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who would have ever knew&lt;br /&gt;That we would ever be more than friends&lt;br /&gt;We're real worldwide, breakin all the rules&lt;br /&gt;She like a song played again and again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That girl, like somethin off a poster&lt;br /&gt;That girl, is a dime they say&lt;br /&gt;That girl, is a gun to my holster&lt;br /&gt;She's runnin through my mind all day, ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That i can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That i can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you been all around the globe&lt;br /&gt;Not once did you leave my mind&lt;br /&gt;We talk on the phone, from night til the morn&lt;br /&gt;Girl you really change my life&lt;br /&gt;Doin things i never do&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the kitchin cookin things she likes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're real worldwide, breakin all the rules&lt;br /&gt;Someday i wanna make you my wife&lt;br /&gt;That girl, like somethin off a poster&lt;br /&gt;That girl, is a dime they say&lt;br /&gt;That girl, is the gun to my holster&lt;br /&gt;She's runnin through my mind all day, ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That i can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipon stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That i can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can be your melody&lt;br /&gt;A girl that could write you a symphony&lt;br /&gt;The one that could fill your fantasies&lt;br /&gt;So come baby girl let's sing with me&lt;br /&gt;Ay, i can be your melody&lt;br /&gt;A girl that could write you a symphony&lt;br /&gt;The one that could fill your fantasies&lt;br /&gt;So come baby girl let's sing with me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ay, na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Shawty got me singin&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;Now she got me singin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That i can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shawty's like a melody in my head&lt;br /&gt;That i can't keep out&lt;br /&gt;Got me singin' like&lt;br /&gt;Na na na na everyday&lt;br /&gt;It's like my ipod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EwrFCM1h4Wc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EwrFCM1h4Wc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-948569811302805358?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/948569811302805358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/948569811302805358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/iyaz-replay.html' title='#44 IYAZ - replay'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2982315229384996082</id><published>2009-12-05T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:50:18.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#43 just married just kidding</title><content type='html'>alright, today went out with JUST MARRIED JUST KIDDING! :D guess who they are bahh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with one of them in cck then went to westmall mac. after that, we had our breakfast and sat there to chat. haha. after that, we were suppose to visit the baby. but, in the end we didnt cause of something. haha. instead, two of them came to my house! and the three of us played MONOPOLY! LOL. that guy won everything. haha. we played for like few hours la. :D then went online to check for HOT GUYS and BABES! :DD taylor lautner! his pacs! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they went home bout 40mins ago. (: then now, im here to blog. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2982315229384996082?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2982315229384996082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2982315229384996082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-married-just-kidding.html' title='#43 just married just kidding'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6842477730582828606</id><published>2009-12-05T17:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:50:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#42 taylor lautner</title><content type='html'>okay, i know, i haven been blogging for the past weeks. i was just too lazy. haha. but, for CHEAN PIN, i shall post. hee. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, went to watch NEW MOON with cheanpin, josh, daniel and peisan. i was chatting with daniel and we started to get bored so, we decided to catch a movie. :D i haven watch twilight lo. then watch new moon liao. well, i have to say, im rather addicted to the show. (: or, the actors maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we went to kfc and chat. :DD very nice. there's this feeling of meeting up as old friends. we chatted quite a lot. then daniel and i started to get interested in the twilight books. (: hee. ohh well, im the JACOB TEAM! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxosbSHu2WI/AAAAAAAAACI/XRcjzQ96628/s1600-h/taylor-lautner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxosbSHu2WI/AAAAAAAAACI/XRcjzQ96628/s320/taylor-lautner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411686749471431010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAYLOR LAUTNER :DD aka JACOB BLACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxosobtmifI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lVIjqk7ai4s/s1600-h/taylor-lautner-golden-globe-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxosobtmifI/AAAAAAAAACQ/lVIjqk7ai4s/s320/taylor-lautner-golden-globe-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411686975384488434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*faints* this is better than his long hair. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxotAd0JtZI/AAAAAAAAACY/ORVd-8l3wdY/s1600-h/robert_pattinson3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxotAd0JtZI/AAAAAAAAACY/ORVd-8l3wdY/s320/robert_pattinson3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411687388265690514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY! obviously the JACOB team :D cute~ :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, the next guy, CHARLIE BEWLEY! :DD he's actually DEMETRI in the movie. i love the scene where he fight with ALICE CULLEN. (: very nice. that pair. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxovE0dygdI/AAAAAAAAACg/hEbq1W8lQuw/s1600-h/charlie-bewley-in-berlin-germany-208x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxovE0dygdI/AAAAAAAAACg/hEbq1W8lQuw/s320/charlie-bewley-in-berlin-germany-208x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411689662088643026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his smile's so big. HAHA. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxovW50e9eI/AAAAAAAAACo/C1AedqKbAk4/s1600-h/3613704309_d96e6a4b88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxovW50e9eI/AAAAAAAAACo/C1AedqKbAk4/s320/3613704309_d96e6a4b88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411689972763653602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*smittened* hee. wee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6842477730582828606?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6842477730582828606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6842477730582828606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/12/taylor-lautner.html' title='#42 taylor lautner'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b542lizXr_k/SxosbSHu2WI/AAAAAAAAACI/XRcjzQ96628/s72-c/taylor-lautner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-4689942516865343987</id><published>2009-11-26T05:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:49:52.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#41 changi airport</title><content type='html'>wee~ im now in changi. (: going hongkong in about 1hour time. now got nothing to do. so use airport's comp and free internet. haha. (: i've been rotting in mac the whole night. well, chatting on FB is what i've been doing the whole time. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well, shant post much. nothing to post as well. supposedly to type an email, but, my parents are all around. a bit hard to type. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BON VOYAGE! to those who are going to mission trip. haha. (: be sure to complete your mission! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-4689942516865343987?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/4689942516865343987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/4689942516865343987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/changi-airport.html' title='#41 changi airport'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5374905868272200627</id><published>2009-11-25T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:49:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#40 pre-hongkong post</title><content type='html'>boo, im going hongkong soon. (: well, even if its just 5days, i'll be missing something here. haha. will be back with lots of presents! :D:D wee~ i love shopping. haha. my mum already give me 500bucks lo. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well, as for chalet posts and pictures, i'll post them here when i get back. i'll never forget anything that i wanna post de. haha. actually, im going hongkong tmr morning. but, as the flight's like 6.50am in the morning, we have to reach changi at 4.50am. so, my mum have decided to camp over at changi tonight. LOL. then we dun have to wake up so early and call for a cab. waste money. how i wish my family has got a car... next time when im married, i definitely will marry someone who knows how to drive. urghh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;one day, i'll find the chance to say it out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5374905868272200627?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5374905868272200627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5374905868272200627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/pre-hongkong-post.html' title='#40 pre-hongkong post'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3151553024248429669</id><published>2009-11-21T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:49:21.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#39 pre-class chalet post</title><content type='html'>tmr's class chalet. and, strictly speaking, im not looking forward for it. well, i paid for it. so, i'll just go there and have some fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really think class chalet would be fun this year. hope im wrong after it. haha. its like, our whole class are in cliques/groups. i dunno. they're just tgt on their own. and, me? keneth's not going. so, i'll be alone. siann. how i wish daddy was in the same class as me. *dreams* i know that daniel will go there on his own. so, i'll just go on my own too. i think those that'll be meeting the other classmates will be the a-c clique, zhenlin they all and gay gang bahh. i dun wanna sit on the train alone and rot when in actual fact, i've got some friends there. i'd rather sit on my own, without ppl that i know, in the train. yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if im isolating myself, but, i just dun like the way of being left out. ): its like, if with them, i'll be left out. why not just be alone. at least you're friends with yourself. LOL. i think my mindset's weird. ^.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i am so in to reading blogs now. -.- nth to do, that's why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3151553024248429669?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3151553024248429669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3151553024248429669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/pre-class-chalet-post.html' title='#39 pre-class chalet post'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5844077005933765850</id><published>2009-11-21T14:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:49:10.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#38 one year old</title><content type='html'>today's saturday and im suppose to go church. but, my bro just came home from army after about 2weeks. so, my mum wants to have a family lunch. plus, we're going off soon. so, have a meal tgt. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, woke up rather early today, 9am. then played comp and watch tv until now. so boring. ohh yeahh, ytd was my nephew's one year old birthday. (: we went to my aunt's place, his ahma's house, to celebrate and bbq. :D i've been having lots of bbq lately. 2 days ago was kenneth's bbq. ytd was my nephew's bbq. tmr, will be my class bbq. my goodness. im gonna put on a lot of weight after this. HAHA. plus, i'll be eating a lot overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nephew's really cute! :D but he dun let me carry him. ): siann. his eyes are like super big. and have very long eye lashes. i still remember the first time i saw him, he was so small. his eyes werent as big. and he is so quiet on the bed. now, he's like, grown up A LOT. and is so noisy. (: haha. kids are just kids. :D:D cuuuuuute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5844077005933765850?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5844077005933765850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5844077005933765850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/saturday.html' title='#38 one year old'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3462642343725961383</id><published>2009-11-20T10:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:48:11.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#37 kenneth's chalet</title><content type='html'>heyho! :D i just went to kenneth's(maris stella) chalet yesterday! :D haha, very fun. at first, i thought it wouldnt be that fun. cause i dunno all his friends. but, turn out, they are really nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out at about 3plus. waiting for eunice. then we ended up taking cab there. and, we waited for kenneth to fetch us for a very long time. -.- like about an hour plus. so irritating la. uurgh.  his friends were all there. but, we dunno each other. so, we're like acting as strangers waiting for the same lorry. haha. finally, he came. we took the front seats and his brother lost his way. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last, we get to the chalet, which was really ulu. i dun like. then we sat at one corner and have our dinner. kenneth was asking us to join him and his friends. i was reluctant to join cause all of them like so paikia type. SUPER. but eunice say join them first la. not fun then we do something else. so im like, okayy lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went up to the second level to play. then we play big2 and Circle Of Death. those who lose have to drink la. and all the guys are trying to make the 2girls drink. but, eunice drink all. cause i dunno how to drink. but, i did my part too. (: i saved her from 3games. haha. COD was the one that need to drink the most. and, they all aim the both of us again. eunice drank a lot, and a bit not sober liao. then the guys stop making her drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for the cake! :D and eunice was very crazy by that time. -.- haha. i just went everywhere she go lo. just in case. the guys also ask me take good care of her. we took photo with kenneth then went back up and eunice rest for a while. after that, she was feeling better. then one of the guys make her drink again. -.- just one mouth la. after she drink, he's like, you dun drink already! but, is he give her one. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout 10plus, i wanted to go home le. cause have to reach home by 11pm. if not kenna scolded. but, i was late in the end. -.- LOL. then went we wanna go home, about 9 of the guys pei us walk out lo. very nice. (: two of them went home first cause their bus was here. then the rest waited with us for a cab. then we keep crossing the road to hail cabs. we kinda like split up. half was at the opposite side hailing cab, while the other half stayed there to hail cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the guys are really gentleman. one of the guys, gillian(dunno how to spell) called a cab for us. while the others look out for cabs. (: and kept us company. after calling, the cab appear.(: gillian doubled check with the cab driver and confirm that it was our cab. then he went away le. few minutes later, he and eugene came back. asking if we got enough money not and tell us that we have to pay the extra fare. and we're like, okayy. thanks. THEY ARE REALLY GENTLEMEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although all of them super paikia. their conversation are full of vulgarities. -.- like, the whole sentence is made up of vulgarities la. but, when it comes to girls, they are really nice. i think they are even better than our school guys lo. although our school guys dun speak much vulgarities. another irony. ohh well. i cant forget how they pei us the whole night. (: so fun! :D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3462642343725961383?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3462642343725961383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3462642343725961383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/kenneths-chalet.html' title='#37 kenneth&apos;s chalet'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1714310622486184525</id><published>2009-11-18T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:47:57.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#36 nothing to do</title><content type='html'>i've been doing nothing the whole day. haii, just sleep and watch tv. pig. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna blog, but dunno what to blog. ohh well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1714310622486184525?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1714310622486184525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1714310622486184525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/nothing-to-do.html' title='#36 nothing to do'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7620438875155691720</id><published>2009-11-18T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:47:41.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#35 nagged</title><content type='html'>i.am.so.bored...&lt;br /&gt;urghh. im like cooped at home with nothing to do. have to face my mum somemore. she took half day off cause of her eye. this means that i have more naggings to tolerate. i cant stand it! i just wanna go out and play la. -.- but the point is, no one to play with. LOL. the next playtime i have is like my class chalet. which is 4days later, a sunday. dun feel like going also. i doubt it'll be as fun as i expected it to be. but, ohh well. since i paid already(with my own money!), i shall go. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maple got new patch. my dad's comp is taking so long to dl it! lousy. -.- go maple also do nth. LOL. i wanna sleep! but, my mum will nag.. WHAT TO DO???? im dying of boredom. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. prom photos are uploaded on fb (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7620438875155691720?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7620438875155691720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7620438875155691720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/i.html' title='#35 nagged'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1743036903032459211</id><published>2009-11-18T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:45:15.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#34 prom night</title><content type='html'>prom's over! prom just ended about 2 to 3hours ago. well, had fun there. (: haha. i wun talk much about prom. let the photos do the talking. well, something YOU have to know.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SIWEI'S PROM QUEEN!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; haha, yupp. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposedly, today was like the last day we would be together as bbss students. i remember, this morning, alan asked me something like which was the best year out of your sec sch life. and, my answer was, NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec1 and 2 wasnt that nice for me. im more like those outcast in my class, cause all of them have like cliques. sec3, was a better year. and it was even better when things changed for me. but, looking back, it wasnt that great. for i miss out a lot of things. sec4, definitely not a good one. 80percent of my time, im like crying over things that will not happen. if i were to choose a best year out of these 4, it would be sec3. even though i miss out a lot in school. in terms of fun, laughter etc. cause sec3 was the time where i spent my happiest days. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of being together, i kinda regret. i took photos with most classmate of 3E1, 4E1. but deliberately not one. its easy, you dun have to guess. the answer's obvious. (i didnt take with jiejian and janis too! aiya.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thing that happened 7months ago, caused much awkwardness to us. that thing, caused us to be distant. it caused us to not even being able to talk normally. 7months, not talking to him. its not weird to me. cause, im used to it. but, there's that regret. i think even for chalet, i wouldnt talk to him. it would be weird if i did. what an irony. we avoided each other every single day for 7months. haii.. when i was taking cab home, i was thinking to myself.. last day, didnt talk and no pictures. should i have taken it??  it felt terrible. terrible because, i still see him as a friend. things do not have to turn out this way, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks to some ppl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt even see him today. as in didnt like look at him like how i look at others. i dun even know what he wear. and what colour. i just realised he's wearing a blazer. LOL. and, coincidentally, today the 17th, was like the day we went our way exactly 7months ago. urghh. that must have hurt, supposedly. but, im not. cause i manage to let go. if i were to shed a tear for him again, it would be tears of regret, for not being able to be friends and nothing else. and, given a chance, i wouldnt wanna be friends with him. i would rather things are like that. i dunno why. but, i just dun wan, even though i regret. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that was how i felt. i'll post pictures on facebook tmr. (: cause, its late already. how i wish i can stay outside today. ): tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1743036903032459211?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1743036903032459211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1743036903032459211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/prom-night.html' title='#34 prom night'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-993232919234940110</id><published>2009-11-15T23:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:45:03.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#33 westlife - i need you</title><content type='html'>I Need You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby I’m here for you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;Why I did those things to you&lt;br /&gt;What went through my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know why&lt;br /&gt;Why I broke your heart in two&lt;br /&gt;Guess that I was blind&lt;br /&gt;Baby how I wish you could forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Just one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;And I swear, I’ll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you want me to&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be true , here for you&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me lonely&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I’ve been a fool&lt;br /&gt;Now I see the price to pay&lt;br /&gt;I can’t run and hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m losing you&lt;br /&gt;And my chances slipped away with each time I lied&lt;br /&gt;Baby how I wish you could forgive me, one more time&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby living without you will tear me apart&lt;br /&gt;When I know how it could have been&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t care what it leads to&lt;br /&gt;let’s making a new start&lt;br /&gt;And give a love a chance to win&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby I swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, baby I swear to you&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you want me to&lt;br /&gt;baby, baby I’m here for you&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me lonely cause I need you&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x2&lt;br /&gt;Cause baby I need you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-993232919234940110?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/993232919234940110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/993232919234940110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/westlife-i-need-you.html' title='#33 westlife - i need you'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7591344137900798514</id><published>2009-11-15T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:44:52.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#32 NANNY MAY</title><content type='html'>alright peeps. today was rather tiring. didnt have sufficient sleep all the time. ): friday night slept at 12plus, cause of maple. -.- haha! then saturday morning woke up at 8am to go facial. tired! somemore my facial at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SIMEI&lt;/span&gt;! super far..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, slept at 11plus after maple. cause really tired. wanted to play the whole night one. and, im using my dad's comp. he need it as well. so, cant play long. then woke up at 7plus to go hospital. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIRED&lt;/span&gt;!! reached KK at bout 9plus, due to that traffic jam in the morn. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to KK and had breakfast with my uncle and aunt. then went up to the ward. :D my cousin and i wanted to watch POWER RANGERS from okto! but, they dun have okto channel. in the end, we watch BEN10 from cartoon network. -.- they got CN but no okto. ... LOL. after BEN10, we went to the ward and his dad, my uncle, went home. i stayed with him the rest of the morning lo. his temperature is like !! fluctuate A LOT. haii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the ward, im like doing my stuff, he keep walking in and out to watch tv. until the nurse came to give him his medicine. so cute lo, use syringe to drink de. i still need to feed him. cause he's got a tube on his hand. then dun wanna move his hand. -.- like handicapped. ... LOL. then he lie on the bed doing nth. i also. at 12plus, his lunch came and i had to feed him! he doesnt have any appetite lo. i had to coax and force him to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, my eldest aunt came. then took care of him with me. cut to the chase, there are times when his temperature was like really high! highest for today was, 39. lowest was, 36.6. haii. when he's having his med, its like wanting his life. cry and scream like dunno what. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i would like to thank those who helped me with the prayer request! THANKS! :D and, PRAISE THE LORD!! seriously! :D LOL. i went church ytd and prayed that on monday, things would be alright, i would be able to buy my stuff. so, during thithes and offerings, i gave all the money i have left, surrending them to Him. and, that was only 2bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i received, 90bucks from both my uncle and eldest aunt! my uncle's excuse was, thanks for bring my son to the doctor and took care of him today for the whole day. (i stayed there for 12hours. -.-) that's like my NANNY fee. LOL! then my eldest aunt's excuse was, Olevels over liao, go have fun. nahh, take the money. -.- so cool! AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7591344137900798514?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7591344137900798514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7591344137900798514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/nanny-may.html' title='#32 NANNY MAY'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7935889160748167169</id><published>2009-11-13T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:44:10.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#31 OLEVELS OVER</title><content type='html'>urghh. finally! the o's are over. :D LOL. i went home straight after school to play my com. -.- who knows, my mum locked my com and forgot the password. super pissed off right now. so irritating la. i waited for so long to play. then in the end cannot play. AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. im using my dad's com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7935889160748167169?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7935889160748167169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7935889160748167169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/olevels-over.html' title='#31 OLEVELS OVER'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6034835633971466832</id><published>2009-11-08T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:43:52.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#30 jessie james - i look so good without you</title><content type='html'>Mhh yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I would have thought that,&lt;br /&gt;When you left me I'd be broken,&lt;br /&gt;With my confidence gone,&lt;br /&gt;So gone.&lt;br /&gt;Hey boy  would have thought that&lt;br /&gt;When you said that you don't want me&lt;br /&gt;I'd feel ugly and sense something was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standin' in front of the mirror&lt;br /&gt;My skins never been clearer&lt;br /&gt;My smiles never been whiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I look so good without you&lt;br /&gt;Got me a new hair due&lt;br /&gt;Lookin' fresh and brand new&lt;br /&gt;Since you said that we were through&lt;br /&gt;Done with your lies&lt;br /&gt;Baby now my tears dry&lt;br /&gt;You can see my brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;Ever since you said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so good&lt;br /&gt;I look so good without you&lt;br /&gt;I look so good&lt;br /&gt;I look so good without you&lt;br /&gt;[ Jessie James Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i never would have thought that&lt;br /&gt;When you left me&lt;br /&gt;I'd feel sexy and so good in my skin again&lt;br /&gt;And I never would have known that&lt;br /&gt;I'd be dreaming so much better&lt;br /&gt;Without you in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standin' in front of the mirror&lt;br /&gt;My clothes never fit better&lt;br /&gt;My, I've never been louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look so good&lt;br /&gt;I look so good without you&lt;br /&gt;I look so good I look so good without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now baby my body's lookin' better than before&lt;br /&gt;Ain't biting my nails since you walked out of that door&lt;br /&gt;I realize now I deserve so much more&lt;br /&gt;Than what you give&lt;br /&gt;Than what you give&lt;br /&gt;Than what you give ohhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6034835633971466832?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6034835633971466832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6034835633971466832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/jessie-james-i-look-so-good-without-you.html' title='#30 jessie james - i look so good without you'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5502551996806790095</id><published>2009-11-08T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:43:38.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#29 backstreet boys - straight through my heart</title><content type='html'>In the heart&lt;br /&gt;Of the night&lt;br /&gt;Where it's dark&lt;br /&gt;In the lights&lt;br /&gt;I heard the loudest noise&lt;br /&gt;A gunshot on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh Ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked down&lt;br /&gt;And my shirts turning red&lt;br /&gt;I'm spinning around&lt;br /&gt;Felt her lips on my neck&lt;br /&gt;And her voice in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Like I missed you&lt;br /&gt;Want you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;A single bullet got me&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;She aimed and she shot me&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;No I can't resist&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be hit&lt;br /&gt;I just can't escape this love&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I moved&lt;br /&gt;More than on&lt;br /&gt;Thought I could&lt;br /&gt;Fool her charm&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go&lt;br /&gt;But I can't leave her alone&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the sound&lt;br /&gt;Of a love so loud&lt;br /&gt;I just can't, I just can't&lt;br /&gt;Ignore this feeling&lt;br /&gt;Said she misses me&lt;br /&gt;And she wants me&lt;br /&gt;Wants me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;A single bullet got me&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;She aimed and she shot me&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;No I can't resist&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be hit&lt;br /&gt;I just can't escape this love&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the heart&lt;br /&gt;Of the night&lt;br /&gt;When it's dark&lt;br /&gt;In the lights&lt;br /&gt;I heard the loudest noise&lt;br /&gt;A gunshot on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;A single bullet got me&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;She aimed and she shot me&lt;br /&gt;I just can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;No I can't resist&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be hit&lt;br /&gt;I just can't escape this love&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down(my heart)&lt;br /&gt;Soldier down(my heart)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5502551996806790095?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5502551996806790095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5502551996806790095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/backstreet-boys-straight-through-my.html' title='#29 backstreet boys - straight through my heart'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7789443214644879096</id><published>2009-11-07T23:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:43:15.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#28 the change</title><content type='html'>heya! :D its a long weekend this week. i've got 5more papers to go for. but, i've been slacking my day thru these 4days. studied one chapter for geography and did none for chinese and paper1 mcqs. ): alright, i guess im too complacent and lazy. i have to work harder!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel that this is just human nature. procrastination. we've obviously got so much time to spare but we just wanna waste it off. always telling yourself, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'll do it&lt;/span&gt;. but in the end, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'll wait&lt;/span&gt;. no matter how things are shaped out nicely through your mouth, it isnt what you've shaped. its something that is twisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/CHANGC%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;everything changes as time passes by.. my mum just shifted furnitures around my house and i just realised how much things have changed. i used to have a queen size bed, but now its like a single size bed. new bedsheets and all. from a bedroom to a study cum sleeping room. (: thinking of what the past looks like, it got me reminded of what i did in the past, in this big room. well, time passes. and soon, the Olevels will end. that's when everyone of us walked our own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything comes to an end.  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7789443214644879096?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7789443214644879096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7789443214644879096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/11/heya-d-its-long-weekend-this-week.html' title='#28 the change'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2610398050051314718</id><published>2009-10-30T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:42:22.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#27 the long break</title><content type='html'>BOO~ haha. im back. on my blog and not mspace. (: wonder who'll come my blog. hmmm ^.- haha. well, i koped my dad's comp for the moment. so, can blog! :D its the O LEVELS! :D:D super happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, i totally screwed up Emaths. -.- i cant do a lot of questions. although a lot of ppl was saying that it was really easy. i just hope that i can at least get a B. ): Amaths was okayy la. i lost a lot of marks too like 30over in total. but, never mind la. at least i can do the questions. LOL. i have to say that english was easy. but i overshot words in summary and essay was kinda out of point. haii. its the O's! ohh no. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the O's, its fun! :D:D supposedly to have class chalet. but haven book chalet yet. -.- LOL. then i dunno in the end do what. i was planning to spend my days outside after O's! but no place to stay. -.- but, it PROM NIGHT! :D:D got my dress already. wonder how i'll look that day. (: hee. but my dress with changyen. cause my mum dunno i buy it le. LOL. oops. after O's, have to go shop for a lot of things. my shoe, accessories and presents. :D but, i dun have a lot of money lo. although im trying to save them now. but a bit too late. ): hope my mum will sponsor me lo. HOPEFULLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIE MARATHON's next! :D wee~ im gonna chiong like super lot of movies after O's. coraline, astro boy, jennifer's body, twilight, new moon, 500days of summer(made to watch it). wanna re-watch a lot of movies too! :D:D ghosts of girlfriends past, ugly truth. :D haha. then after that, going overseas! :D wee~~ shiok ar. hee. church having mission trip on 26nov. wonder if we'll meet at the airport. haha! after overseas, trip to Bali for surfing! AHHH! just cant stop thinking bout it! :D:D kayaking, snow skiing, sailing, ice skating(gotta learn)! yay!! just cant wait for it! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN PEOPLE! :D:D:D:D:D its the halloween! scare some ppl, yo. xP hee. how i wish i can join the RSVP from 987. ): halloween would be so fun! :D haha. *BOO* (reminds me of bc and sc!) HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for after the O's!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2610398050051314718?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2610398050051314718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2610398050051314718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-break.html' title='#27 the long break'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5035312248425141411</id><published>2009-08-19T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:42:09.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#26 more studying</title><content type='html'>alright alright. today was rather fun (: especially after school at mac. it was so super funny! let's talk about my previous days. monday was english O oral. well, the first conversation question was quite easy for me. but the second one, i wasnt able to express much. secondly, reading was really not my standard. when i was practising at the waiting place there, my throat hurts cause i push my voice too low to be softer. then didnt really practice properly. ohh well, its over! i shall be glad with what i'll be receiving. at the most do better for paper 1 and 2! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to have tuition on tuesday, but cancelled it. cause have too many tests and sbqs to do. -.- went to library study with fred and saw yiren, timotheus and ji-a. haha. i did some ss sbq and went at 5.30pm. cause my juniors just came back from their competition. well, it was rather disappointing. cause, they didnt win anything. ): *sighs* ohh well. then saw kor there too! :D and we went mac to study. hmmm, or should i just say chat. we didnt really study. cause its really too late le. by the time we got there it was about 6plus. so, kor drank an ice milo and we(keneth, fred, peisan, kor and me) walked back to westmall. me, kor and peisan went westmall mac to chit chat again while keneth go home and fred went to look for his friend. (: we wait until peisan finishes her double chocolate frappe(i think. ^.-) then go home! :D OHH! and when we were on our way to westmall, kor came up with something really cheesy. haha! okayy, im too lazy to type it out. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, today was alright. had ss test after school. it was rather easy except for the first inference question. although i didnt finish the seq, im glad that i know all pointers. WEE~ after school, we went study again. keneth, me and peisan. louisse came and join us after that. well, did a bit of history sbq then went to westmall mac to meet kor. (: he was with his friends when i got there and i cant see him. -.- until i text him. passed him his form and he wanted to return me my money but i didnt have change. so, decided to return me next time. and, friday no more kayaking! ): urghh. i cant stand it. i was looking forward to it cause i haven been kayaking for months. and haven exercise too. -.- ohh well. my mum dun let me go anyway. she says its the seventh moon. :D LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home after meeting him and have been slacking until now. (: just find that my mum's so cool. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the really funny part:&lt;/b&gt; we were studying in mac when most of us started texting people. SOMEBODY was expecting some sms. and when the phone vibrates, that SOMEBODY just jump up! haha! and that SOMEBODY just keep mistaking peisan's phone's as his own. omg, it was so hilarious when he just jump up! and another SOMEBODY, uses my phone to sms him. and he thought it was the sms he was waiting for! who knows, its mine. haha! then FINALLY, i mean FINALLY, the sms came. -.- that SOMEBODY is more excited than i am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5035312248425141411?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5035312248425141411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5035312248425141411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/19-august.html' title='#26 more studying'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-4752753060163602268</id><published>2009-08-16T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:41:30.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#25 sunday tuition</title><content type='html'>ohh well, i couldnt come up with a decent title for today so, just anyhow crap one. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was alright. the day started rather dull with me feeling emotionless. untill 4plus when i had my physics tuition with irika. :D that stupid girl that i can go all crazy with. well, could understand a bit of physics tuition. so, its okayy. and after that, we went to shop popular! she went there to buy some assesments. well, i saw some that i might buy but just remember them. cause, i do not have the money. *i wonder where all my money gone to* (x we shopped till about 7plus. and her mum came to fetch her. so, i hitched a ride. if not, i have to go home alone. hope next time can hitch too! :D haha. she lives like really near me. really near. i didnt know that until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, her mum sent me to lot1 which i feel really embarrassed about and guilty too. if not for me, they would have got home already. her mum purposely made that big u-turn. i feel really bad. sorry! )x well, thanks too! i went to lot1's popular and started shopping until i met my aunt. her family was here to shop as well. with my P2 cousin. then i was waiting for my mum to arrive to pay the money. (x *feels bad* after that, my uncle treat me to ljs! :D i had that as my dinner. and my cousin was there doing his work cause he's having his exams tomorrow. well, i had to teach him too. he's really one troublesome fellow. everyone was like nagging at him. which makes him feel irritated. and cause him to have such negative reactions. *sighs* long story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, nothing much about today, but, i've been posting really a lot these few day! feels good. in other words, i've been slacking these few days too. (: its NOT good at all. shall buck up! im gonna get to my aim no matter what. that's where i wanna be. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. continuing from before, &lt;b&gt;promises are meant to be broken, not rules. rules are meant to be kept. to obey the rules, promises made are broken forever.&lt;/b&gt; what irony.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-4752753060163602268?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/4752753060163602268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/4752753060163602268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-sunday-post.html' title='#25 sunday tuition'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-4903588865269993533</id><published>2009-08-16T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:40:32.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#24 G.I JOE</title><content type='html'>boo! last night was ridiculous. just felt like watching a movie and yeapp, i went to watch one. as my title suggests, its G.I JOE! okayy, i change my view towards G.I JOE. its a really nice show. at least to me. (: well, i love snake eyes the most! he's super cool with his swords. just like ryan reynold in X-MEN ORIGINS. way toooooo cool. and the young snake eyes looks so cute too! like their martial arts are like, superb. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i found out the most unusual phenomenon! &lt;b&gt;lot one is crowded with hundreds of people in the cinema!&lt;/b&gt; i mean, whenever i watch midnight movies in lot1, there's like only a few people?? the queue there last night was like from the counter to the lift, almost out to the rooftop garden! not exaggerating. -.- alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy, that's basically what i did yesterday. well, not the whole day, but only the end of the day. i've been sleeping a lot yesterday. after the post on friday, i dozed off. and that's like only at 9plus going to 10. i slept till 10.40am the next morning. that's long okayy. then did a bit of my work, went out and do a bit more. suppose to have tuition, but somehow, i didnt go. too lazy i guess. then at bout 4pm, i sleep again. all the way till 7plus. had dinner, slack and watched movie. came home, i started my chem intensive again. in the end, i only finish 5chapters of assesment without marking. -.- and slept at about 12plus. well, i didnt really sleep. i was awake all the way till 4am!! i believe, i sleep TOOOOOO much. and woke up at 7.40am. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ray park and ryan reynold are sooooooooooo cool with their swords! :D:D &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i just learn from the movie that &lt;b&gt;forever is not quite forever. nothing IS forever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-4903588865269993533?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/4903588865269993533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/4903588865269993533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/gi-joe.html' title='#24 G.I JOE'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-497518142543407143</id><published>2009-08-14T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:40:21.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#23 the not so surprise, surprise!</title><content type='html'>hey hey! just got home from jurong point. tired + tired + tired. alright! had school today and wasnt at all late. was rather early. cause i had to tie my hair when i get to school. (: i bathed this morning! :D had this hangzhou presentation by chanel and cleo. it was super nice! really, those places they went are like so nice! i regret not going. -.- i wasnt able to go cause i went to taman negara, sarawak and UK. so, its too expensive. i do not have any more funds! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the presentation was classes. had maths test which i think we did before. but, they all say never do before de. i manage to do all questions except one. i gave up on that. i totally forgot how to tackle such questions. it was recess then english, lunch and maths again! after the extra lesson, some of our class people went SCIENCE CENTRE for the davinci exhibition. well, i dunno what's da vinci about, so im not at all fascinated that there's such an exhibition. i went to lib and study with xinping and keneth instead. (: manage to finish all the doable questions in maths and left a bit only. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home with josh at about 5pm. :D i got home, slacked for a while, bathed and chiong out again! (: it was gracia's birthday! so, yupp. we plan to give her a surprise which is so not a surprise. -.- we were suppose to meet at JE to meet wanru and get her card signed. end up, there's only me and shengquan. louisse went basketball and was late. keneth, should i say he's dumb or cute?? we said to meet at JE but he went JP!! we're like laughing so badly. kor had kayaking so will be late. wanru had to go get the cake, she wun be joining us. yeapp, me and shengquan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt that close with shengquan so was rather afraid that it'll be very paisehh. but, he's a really nice guy. i didnt feel uncomfortable at all. haha. he will even like talk casually and take the initiative to talk. not so dry.. (: phew. when we got to JP, i was asking, "you know how to go banquet??" i dunno how to go there! well, im not a JP person. i seldom shop there. even if i do, i'll be following people around and not leading them. (: shengquan brought me to the banquet and met gracia they all. we had our dinner and just when we finish ours, kor came le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fooled him! haha. when he was about to sit down, we all stand up and said, " LET'S GO!" like, so paisehh. he didnt have his meal at banquet. we end up at kopitiam. when we found a seat and he's about to buy his food, i was asked to go get gracia's cake and asked the 4people who haven write the card to go find wanru. we're trying to find excuse to leave the place. and i told them i have curfew de. need to go home le. so fake la! -.- kor even worse. say he wanna go toilet. in the end, only kor and i went. -.- plus, he haven eat anything yet. oops. he brought me out of JP and went to look for wanru. (: after meeting wanru, we went to mac and lost our way. LOL. kor ordered his meal and we went up back to kopitiam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so not surprise la. i think gracia knows everything. LOL. when we got there, we gave the stupid reasoning. clarence went to the toilet to make the cake while i deliver it up. LOL! super funny. ohh well, we didnt cut the cake in front of here cause we were at the kopitiam. they all went to the park instead. however, me and keneth gotta go le. so, we didnt join them. got home just now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh well, this is the not so detailed post. cause im really tired. dozing off soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-497518142543407143?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/497518142543407143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/497518142543407143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-so-surprise-surprise.html' title='#23 the not so surprise, surprise!'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8654994847786854266</id><published>2009-08-14T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:40:07.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#22 maroon 5 - won't go home w/o you</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I asked her to stay but she wouldn't listen&lt;br /&gt;She left before I had the chance to say (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;The words that would mend the things that were broken&lt;br /&gt;But now it's far too late, she's gone away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every night you cry yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why does every moment have to be so hard?"&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not over tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more chance to make it right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not make it through the night&lt;br /&gt;I won't go home without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of your breath, I'll never get over&lt;br /&gt;The noises that you made kept me awake (Oh)&lt;br /&gt;The weight of things that remained unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Built up so much it crushed us everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's not over tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more chance to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I may not make it through the night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go home without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of all the things I felt but never really shown&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the worst is that I ever let you go&lt;br /&gt;I should not ever let you go, oh oh oh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not over tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more chance to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I may not make it through the night&lt;br /&gt;I won't go home without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not over tonight&lt;br /&gt;Just give me one more chance to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I may not make it through the night&lt;br /&gt;I won't go home without you&lt;br /&gt;And I won't go home without you&lt;br /&gt;And I won't go home without you&lt;br /&gt;And I won't go home without you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8654994847786854266?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8654994847786854266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8654994847786854266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/maroon-5-wont-go-home-without-you.html' title='#22 maroon 5 - won&apos;t go home w/o you'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-720706510321421933</id><published>2009-08-13T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:39:55.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#21 another typical day..</title><content type='html'>alright peeps. (: just posted a song lyrics. well, the song might not be really nice. but the lyrics are really meaningful. at least to me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from my tuition not long ago. today's school was alright. (: as usual, im almost late. i've got to wake up earlier tomorrow. those running and rushing in the morning is killing me. whenever i get to the basketball court, im drenched in sweat. i dislike that feeling a lot. i mean, who like it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lessons and was okayy with it. pe included as well. we had tennis! (: played with xinping and faziyyah. we're rather quiet though. and we kinda lost a ball. hee. shhhh.. recess was next and i had curry bee hoon! how i love that curry. its extremely nice! :D i bought some food for josh as requested and went back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons carried on and im dozing off. guess i ate too much during recess. after school, we stayed back and practice our oral reading. it was like hilarious when keneth tried to exaggerate on certain sentences and expressions! i read quite a number of times. i really wanna do it well. and im like super nervous before it. i dunno why. but my heart keeps thumping when its my turn. and it hurts my chest. i hate that feeling. -.- so i tried to calm down myself. and, yupp, im fine. it was my turn soon and i guess i did a rather good job?? (: at least im satisfied with my own reading. cause, i saw that improvement i had as compared to the first few times i tried to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after remedials, we went mac to study! :D again.. yes, again. (: i did some maths revision, louisse did his maths homework, keneth did his chemistry tys and josh.. emo. -.- i shared fries with keneth too. was still deciding which to buy. fries or icecream?? i've been having icecream for like so many days. so, yeahh, chose fries. (: when we were about to go, our ncc sea juniors came by and chatted for like 2min?? and we saw clarence! :D:D haha. we packed our stuff and go. cause keneth and i have tuition later that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home at about 6.30plus. and am super late already. but, i dun really care. im always late for the tuition anyway. -.- i bathed, change, pack, eat and left house. then saw irika and went to tuition together. had tuition as per normal nothing funny happen or whatsoever. we were release rather early today. a bit earlier than 9pm. (: got to lot1 and helped my mum with her stuff cause she bought some heavy products from ntuc. on my way to lot1 was pure emo-ing. i cant read my SS! wasted. just cause of a question posed to me during tuition. should i say posed to irika. yeahh. but the muttons are like super cute and funny! :D:D i was laughing to myself after a while. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im at home slacking. i cant study much every night now. got to head for bed before 11pm everyday. that is so not me. but, i'll still wake up secretly. who cares. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something funny happen in school during geography today. well, i dun even know if its funny or not. ms kavitha was asking about the effects of having high consumption of food. i think... cant really remember the full question. then keneth shouted, "OBESITY" and i followed on with a "MALNUTRITION". the whole class started laughing after that. even ms kavitha laugh. im like, am i wrong?? but i remember reading it in the notes. well, malnutrition is correct. cause, if you consume too much food and its not the right diet, yupp, you'll get malnutrition. louisse was trying to tell me im right too. (: haha. i still dun get what's funny. yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanted to post some photos initially. but, i think there's something wrong with my blogger. cause, i cant seem to change colour, change size and upload pictures. -.- ohh well, its alright. i'll try to do it when i get my own computer back. im using my dad's one by the way. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-720706510321421933?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/720706510321421933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/720706510321421933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-typical-day.html' title='#21 another typical day..'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3026778399675331813</id><published>2009-08-13T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:39:38.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#20 pussycat dolls - hush hush</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I never needed you to be strong&lt;br /&gt;I never needed you for pointing out my wrongs&lt;br /&gt;I never needed pain, I never needed strain&lt;br /&gt;My love for you was strong enough, you should have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never needed you for judgements&lt;br /&gt;I never needed you to question what I spent&lt;br /&gt;I never asked for help, I take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you think you gotta hold on me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... conversations&lt;br /&gt;There isn't anything for you to say&lt;br /&gt;And my eyes ...&lt;br /&gt;So look at me and listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to stay another minute&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to say a single word&lt;br /&gt;Hush hush, hush hush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There is no other way, I get the final say because&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to do this any longer&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you, there's nothing left to say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush hush, hush hush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've already spoken, our love is broken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby hush hush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never needed your corrections&lt;br /&gt;On everything from how I act to what I say&lt;br /&gt;I never needed words, I never needed hurt&lt;br /&gt;I never needed you to be there every day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for the way I let go&lt;br /&gt;On everything I wanted when you came along&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't never beatin', broken not defeated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know next to you is not where I belong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3026778399675331813?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3026778399675331813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3026778399675331813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/pussycat-dolls-hush-hush.html' title='#20 pussycat dolls - hush hush'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6319484240670368330</id><published>2009-08-12T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:39:17.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#19 as promised..</title><content type='html'>i blogged today! (: cause, SOMEBODY asked me to. okayy, actually, i've got no idea what to post about. let me start with something that happened few days ago and really fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday, i went out to study with xinping and keneth! :D we planned to go holland v, starbucks. we are suppose to meet at 9am at bukit batok but i was late by 9min. xinping later than me. haha. we got there at about 10am, had breakfast and started our work. i ordered belgium waffle(yuuuuuuuummy!) and iced mocha. (: did a lot and at about 1plus, we went for lunch at burger king! the toilet there stinks, totally! like, really very disgusting. its not all those normal toilet stinking smell. but, something worse than that. its nothing close to that smell either. xinping says smells like beauty world there that toilet. haha. ohh well, after our lunch, we started on work again. i manage to finish my chem tys, physics tys and some sbq qns! :D and i was suppose to get home by 5pm. i got home by 5.30pm instead. my mum was like, nagging and scolding. finally, i got grounded. parents memories are bad, i didnt really take her scoldings and naggings into consideration. cause, i did nth wrong at all. if i were playing out whole day, i dun mind her scold me. but, i was studying! anyway, its over. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, now to tuesday, nothing much happened that day. just that i have chest pains and have to go home for check up. but, my mum super cute. the appointment was at 11.30pm. i had to wait that long. well, i went home early to rest but went tuition instead. after tuition, i went home and waited up till 9.45pm to go for dinner. it is THAT late. after dinner, we went to yew tee for the appointment. but it was still early. so, we stayed at mac to study! (: my parents read their newspaper, while i do my work. i had some fries and MOCHA! how i loooove mocha. :D its really nice. we stayed at mac until 11.20pm and walked to the clinic. had my check up and took my medicine. after that, we went home. the doctor says im overly stress. omg. i dun even feel stress! so weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on to TODAY! well, nothing much happen too. almost late for school. but, its okayy. then after school, went studying with xinping, keneth, peisan and josh. (: we were so guaii. we really study. maybe not me. i slack a lot. i didnt do much. chem tys 2008 is really tough. i stuck at a qn for super long. sigh. then we walked to westmall that bus stop and crapped a lot. i think i crap the most. and talk super loud somemore. hee. too bad, im a pure loudspeaker. (: whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the end i guess. i shall post a bit more this week if possible! :D there'll be more fun coming up this week! :D especially on friday, i hope. wee~ sorry, too lazy to bold or underline the words. my bad.. and, im not acting cute. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6319484240670368330?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6319484240670368330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6319484240670368330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-promised.html' title='#19 as promised..'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6816061830647612508</id><published>2009-08-08T17:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:37:39.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#18 addiction; temptation; indecisive</title><content type='html'>ohh no! im so addicted to using comp. urghh. i must not be tempted to use it anymore. well, but, i only use it once every week. okayy, no procrastination. i haven done any homework yet! i guess its another burn midnight oil day. im mad. and blogging is seriously fun. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i watch Up, Hangover or G.I Joe?? multiple choices. or ALL?? :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6816061830647612508?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6816061830647612508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6816061830647612508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/addiction-temptation-indecisive.html' title='#18 addiction; temptation; indecisive'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2861284652229819616</id><published>2009-08-08T16:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:37:07.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#17 friends, or not?</title><content type='html'>boo. back for my second post of the day. was blog hopping just now and found out that shicheng's blog is alive again. so read a few posts of his and what he says is really true. as in the content of his post. cant remember which day it was. im not a stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, just because of something that happen 2 to 3 months ago, we cut off relations with each other. well, the biggest regret i have over this issue is that we cant even be friends after we break up. like, &lt;b&gt;u said we could.&lt;/b&gt; and, i regret not being able to be friends with you anymore. like, &lt;b&gt;to accept you as a lover, i cant do it for now. to accept you as a friend, i believe i can.&lt;/b&gt; point is, im not even given a chance to be your friend. LOL. walking past each other is like walking past some stranger. we dun 'hi' to each other and we dun even smile. just turn our eyes away. that really suck. im seriously saying it in a point of view of a friend. not someone who have a crush on you or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun deny that i might have that little feeling of love for you, but, im sorry. &lt;b&gt;even if you want to be back tgt, i'll just reject you with a firm NO&lt;/b&gt;. that's all. all i want is to be &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;. like how we used to, even before we got tgt last year. can talk, can chat, can laugh, can play. now?? lol. none of the above. i was pondering over this question a few days ago. &lt;em&gt;why are we not talking to each other?&lt;/em&gt; obviously, i dunno y. and the more i thought of it, the more i cry. im crying cause i cant believe i lose a friend just like that. a close friend. a friend that i hold dearly to. seriously, just friends. i remember my first break up, we stop talking to each other for about a year plus. LOL. i guess, its just history repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, this time round, i doubt its a year plus. its like for a lifetime. &lt;b&gt;once secondary school's over, we'll be walking our own way, fulfilling our own dream.&lt;/b&gt; and, yes. i've lost that friend of mine. why cant we instead, cherish the times we had together now until we graduate?? all i know is that, &lt;b&gt;friendship cannot be bought.&lt;/b&gt; it can only be nurtured. once that link is broken, its hard to mend it back. i've taken a long and hard time to mend my relationship with other people and i managed. but, this relationship is so hard to mend it back. &lt;em&gt;'it takes two hands to clap'&lt;/em&gt; it doesnt work if only i try to mend this friendship. the choice is yours. but i guess, you would choose otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry. but, i cant promise that i will stop loving you. but, it doesnt mean that we cant be friends. and, &lt;b&gt;i can promise you that we can NEVER get back tgt anymore.&lt;/b&gt; i've learnt not to break promises. so, rest assured. so many couples around me have been friends even after breaking up. and it hurts so much just to know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to all my juniors having that little conflict of yours: you'll never how hard it is to mend a friendship that is broken. if you dun cherish your friends, you'll regret it. most probably for life. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pardon my grammatical error and stuff. this is not an essay. -.- &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2861284652229819616?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2861284652229819616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2861284652229819616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-or-not.html' title='#17 friends, or not?'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8305327308979092142</id><published>2009-08-08T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:36:42.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#16 another week has gone</title><content type='html'>okayy. just posted some song lyrics and there's more to come. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, another week has gone, and so, another promise unfulfilled. its alright. i had lots of fun this week. many things had happened in just this one week. thursday was our school's opening ceremony. :D and ms grace fu came as the guest-of-honour. every single teacher was dressed up. had a photo with mr pu and ms lau. but, not others. :X ohh well, i shall take it next time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday, we were dismissed from school at 10.30am. then we had a movie after that! &lt;b&gt;HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF-BLOOD PRINCE&lt;/b&gt;. well, at first, i thought it wasnt that disappointing cause i hadnt read the book yet. but, heard that my the show left out a lot of details. ohh well, so i guess its a disappointment afterall. LOL. and before the movie started, we saw the advertisement of &lt;b&gt;AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER!&lt;/b&gt; :DDD ohh my! we were super happy then. its an excellent cartoon and now, its coming to the cinema! but, have to wait till next year. -.- its alright. the most surprising thing is that, i didnt know daniel and changyen watch avatar. haha. after the movies, we went for lunch and went home. i have to get home to get my uniform for my duty and then, took a cab back to school. which costs me 7bucks. -.- that's very expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the parade was nice! it started at 5.48pm and most of us were watching by the corner. when its my turn to do duty, i went to the walkway and stood there with nazirul. after that, i went to bathe and waited for the others to come back. i waited from 7pm to 8pm. stupid people. and end up, i had dinner with josh and keneth. without kor they all. so angry at them. well, at least i studied chemistry while waiting. didnt waste my time! :DD had mac as dinner and went home at about 9.45pm. i was waiting for the bus but, it came too late. so, i walked to the mrt station instead to take train. thank God, my mum didnt scold. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, on friday, which is yesterday, we had national celebration in school! so, its another half day. (: well, its not exactly a celebration for the sec4s though. cause, we still had lessons going on. we had lessons the whole day until 10.45am. we didnt wanna waste time, so rather carry on with lessons. (: at 10.45, we went westmall together to plan a surprise for josh, by gracia. yeahh, he was 'surprised'. LOL. then, the three of us shared food! so fun! mix and match all the food. haha. and before lunch, we went shopping. daniel wanted to buy a cd but, he could not find it. i went to look at the cameras cause i wanna get one by the end of the year. just in time for prom night. i haven shop for prom stuff either. well, its really a big headache. cause, i dun have that money to buy all the stuff. i have to save up instead. i need like 500 bucks by the end of the year?? the camera takes more than half of that budget. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we went to mac to study. we were all super tired. josh fell asleep, keneth looks exhausted. and i was tired too. but, didnt stop doing my maths. cause i dun wanna waste time. and daddy treat me ice-cream! :DDD haha. well, i didint do much that day. cause, as usual, we tend to talk and joke around. i left there at about 4.30pm. actually wanted to leave at bout 6plus 7 de. but, my mum needed me back home. so, went home earlier. (: then once i got home, i slept and slacked. i didnt do any work ever since the time i came home yesterday until now. -.- conclusion: i HAVE TO study outside. the prelims are coming, and im really afraid. i wanna get like 10points for my prelims?? well, not impossible. it'll be possible if i work hard for it. (: i have my ideal poly already. and if i dun end up there, i'll have no where to fulfill my dream. JIAYOU lo. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8305327308979092142?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8305327308979092142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8305327308979092142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-week-has-gone.html' title='#16 another week has gone'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-2650572823113927784</id><published>2009-08-08T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:36:16.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#15 secondhand serenade - fall for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The best thing about tonight's&lt;br /&gt;that we're not fighting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't be that we have been this way before&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;that I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you that&lt;br /&gt;I would never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed&lt;br /&gt;But I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;that I will fall for you, over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;br /&gt;Breathe me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hold onto your words&lt;br /&gt;'Cause talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;And remember me tonight&lt;br /&gt;When you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;that I will fall for you, over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;that I will fall for you, over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-2650572823113927784?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2650572823113927784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/2650572823113927784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/secondhand-serenade-fall-for-you.html' title='#15 secondhand serenade - fall for you'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8373304041247383995</id><published>2009-08-08T15:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:35:56.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#14 demi lovato - here we go again</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I throw all of your stuff away&lt;br /&gt;And then i clear you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;I tear you out of my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ignore all your messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tell everyone that we are through&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm so much better without you&lt;br /&gt;But it's just another pretty lie&lt;br /&gt;Cause i break down&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you come around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O oh o oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So how did you get here&lt;br /&gt;Under my skin?&lt;br /&gt;I swore that i'll never let you back in&lt;br /&gt;Should have known better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Been trying to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Cause here we go go go again&lt;br /&gt;Hard as i try i know i can't quit&lt;br /&gt;Something about you&lt;br /&gt;Is so addictive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're falling together&lt;br /&gt;You think that by now i know&lt;br /&gt;Cause here we go go go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You never know what you want&lt;br /&gt;And you never say what you mean&lt;br /&gt;But i start to go insane&lt;br /&gt;Everytime that you look at me&lt;br /&gt;You only hear half of what i say&lt;br /&gt;And you're always showing up too late&lt;br /&gt;And i know that i should say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But it's no use&lt;br /&gt;Can't be with or without you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O oh o oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;And again (and again)&lt;br /&gt;And again (and again)&lt;br /&gt;And again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I threw all of your stuff away&lt;br /&gt;And i cleared you out of my head&lt;br /&gt;And i tore you out of my heart&lt;br /&gt;O oh o oh&lt;br /&gt;O oh o oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have known better&lt;br /&gt;In trying to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Cause here we go go go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again again again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;And again and again and again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8373304041247383995?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8373304041247383995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8373304041247383995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/demi-lovato-here-we-go-again.html' title='#14 demi lovato - here we go again'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8798304160090606781</id><published>2009-08-08T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:35:34.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#13 jason mraz - i'm yours</title><content type='html'>Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be chill but your so hot that I melted&lt;br /&gt;I fell right through the cracks, now I'm tryin to get back&lt;br /&gt;before the cool done run out I'll be givin it my best test&lt;br /&gt;and nothin's gonna stop me but divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more,&lt;br /&gt;no more, it cannot wait&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;listen to the music at the moment people dance and sing with me&lt;br /&gt;Were just 1 big family&lt;br /&gt;And it's our godforsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i won't hesitate no more,&lt;br /&gt;no more, it cannot wait i'm sure&lt;br /&gt;there's no need to complicate our time is short&lt;br /&gt;this is our fate&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scooch on over closer, dear&lt;br /&gt;And I will nibble your ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spendin' way too long checkin' my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;and bendin' over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;and so I drew a new face and I laughed&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'd be sayin' is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;to rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;it's what we aim to do&lt;br /&gt;our name is our virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more,&lt;br /&gt;no more it cannot wait&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me&lt;br /&gt;ah, la one big family&lt;br /&gt;it's your god forsaken right to be loved, loved, loved, loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;br /&gt;look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me&lt;br /&gt;ah, la happy family&lt;br /&gt;it's our god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's our god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved&lt;br /&gt;listen to the music of the moment come and dance with me&lt;br /&gt;ah, la peaceful melodies&lt;br /&gt;it's you god forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8798304160090606781?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8798304160090606781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8798304160090606781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/08/jason-mraz-im-yours.html' title='#13 jason mraz - i&apos;m yours'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3257446663441785101</id><published>2009-08-01T12:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:35:17.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#12 the first normal post</title><content type='html'>hi (: today's the first normal post i post here. normal in a sense that not a song lyrics post. alright. i guess i would be able to tag once a week? hopefully my mum would return me my computer someday. at least she returned me my handphone. well, that's something good. okayy, i cant really remember what exactly happened the entire week. but, i'll try and post bits and pieces of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, had quite a number of tests this week and i doubt i'll pass them anyway. i've been failing my tests since last year. -.- especially sciences and humanities. i trying hard but, i still find myself quite slack. i only study when its 10 at night and stay up until like 12plus 1? that's extremely bad. but, i dun really care. as long as i've studied, its fine. (: had add. maths, geog(nat. veg, chinese, chemistry(alkanes;alkenes) tests. im sure im gonna fail chem test once again. of all the 9tests we had, i passed only 1. that's pathetic. -.- i do have the knowledge, but, i guess i do not have the skills. alright. tests are over, but, there's more to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a 2 rehearsals for Opening Ceremony this week. next thursday is the final thing. such a pity that im not chosen to be the conducting spec. its an honour to wear the no.1 uniform. but, i dun have a chance to cause im not a staff. how disappointing. somehow, i regretted my decision i made a year ago. there's no turning back, like what mr chun said last year. i feel so 'crippled' not being a staff and all i can do is just watch them by the side and do some saikung(shit jobs). -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was one of the longest rehearsals we had. it ended at about 7plus. however, ncc stayed behind to practice on their drills. i was studying in ncc room though. xushao called and i went to look for them. they were writing some eagles award thing. im still wondering if i have a chance to get it. well, im not a staff. daniel and xushao's like trying to cheer me up. not exactly cheer but, telling me i definitely can get it. im like, yeahh right. i dun even know how they choose. that AAC award is not even supposed to be mine. -.- its God's blessing. (: and its the proudest award i've ever gotten. (: i was helping them with dome of the pointers but we spend most of the time talking and i kinda like irritated daniel. im really sorry. its just joking. ): the other ncc people started their photo taking in their no.1 and josh came to find us after that. he was jumping about and when he reach us, he slipped and fell. -.- we're all laughing like crazy with some teachers. LOL. we helped the teachers with some stuff and went for dinner. xushao and daniel went on their own while i go with josh, clarence and some other st. john and ncc land people. (: we went koufu for dinner at westmall. gracia and josh were super funny ytd. we cant even eat our food. i almost puke out everything that i ate. -.- we went mac for supper and saw kelway, peisan, xinle, etc. i went home with xinle and got home by 10.45pm. well, that's my curfew. last night was really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school, in summary, is rather okayy. i dun even treat school as school. its just a chill out place for me to put other things aside. it seriously is. im always that hyper in school with changyen and josh. well, they should know why. :D im trying to live my life in a cheerful way and not an emo one like last time. much more thing can be achieved when you're cheerful. i was late on thursday for school. cause, i went to get my breakfast and that ice milo made me had a bad stomachache. aargh. im trying to cope with my class tests and its really hard for me to do it. i dun have much knowledge of everything. when we're having tests, i'll be like, ohh crap. i know nothing bout this. i can spend hours on understanding a topic and that's pure wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the week for me. my ups and downs for this week. i wun be able to go church today. ): i had diarrhea when i got up and it was THAT terrible. -.- and, my uncle's brother-in-law just passed away. so, we have to take care of my cousin. didnt have discipleship as well. cause yesterday's remedial starts at 1.30. and i have to go home and get money. -.- didnt really have a good walk with God this week. and, y cant i have diarrhea on monday! then can go home study instead. but, have to face my dumb NS brother who scolds me like nobody's business. still having cold war with him ever since the last incident. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3257446663441785101?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3257446663441785101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3257446663441785101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-normal-post.html' title='#12 the first normal post'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7199035178743958475</id><published>2009-07-27T12:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:35:01.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#11 taylor swift - white horse</title><content type='html'>Say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;That face of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Comes out just when you need it to&lt;br /&gt;And I paced back and forth all this time&lt;br /&gt;Cause I honestly believed in you&lt;br /&gt;Holding on&lt;br /&gt;And days drag on&lt;br /&gt;Stupid girl,&lt;br /&gt;I should have known, I should have known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm not a princes, this ain't a fairy tale&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the one to sweep off her feet,&lt;br /&gt;Lead her up the stairwell&lt;br /&gt;This ain't Hollywood, this is a small town,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was a dreamer before you went and let me down&lt;br /&gt;Now it's too late for you&lt;br /&gt;And your White Horse, to come around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby I was naive,&lt;br /&gt;Got lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And never really had a chance&lt;br /&gt;I had so many dreams&lt;br /&gt;About you and me&lt;br /&gt;Happy endings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you are your sitting there&lt;br /&gt;Begging for forgiveness, begging for me&lt;br /&gt;Just like I always wanted but I'm sooo sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find someone somewhere who might actually treat me well&lt;br /&gt;This is a big world, that was a small town&lt;br /&gt;There in my rearview mirror disappears now&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your white horse&lt;br /&gt;Now its too late for you and your white horse, to catch me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Try and catch me now&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;To catch me now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7199035178743958475?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7199035178743958475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7199035178743958475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/taylor-swift-white-horse.html' title='#11 taylor swift - white horse'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8497509449518846899</id><published>2009-07-26T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:34:30.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#10 taylor swift - you're not sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been giving out chances everytime and all you do is let me down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its taking me this long but baby I figured you out&lt;br /&gt;And you think it will be fine again but not this time around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You don’t have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won’t pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you’re sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t believe you baby like I did before&lt;br /&gt;You’re not sorry no more, no more, no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin’ so innocent&lt;br /&gt;I might believe you if I didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;Could’a loved you all my life&lt;br /&gt;If you hadn’t left me waiting in the cold&lt;br /&gt;And you got your share of secrets&lt;br /&gt;And I’m tired of being last to know&lt;br /&gt;And now you’re asking me to listen&lt;br /&gt;Cuz its worked each time before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;You’re not sorry no no no noo&lt;br /&gt;You’re not sorry no no no noo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had me calling for you honey&lt;br /&gt;And it never would’ve gone away no&lt;br /&gt;You use to shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;But I watched our love it fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8497509449518846899?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8497509449518846899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8497509449518846899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/taylor-swift-youre-not-sorry.html' title='#10 taylor swift - you&apos;re not sorry'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-3010682856633222163</id><published>2009-07-26T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:33:27.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#9 jason mraz - prettiest friend</title><content type='html'>This is what I look like today&lt;br /&gt;And I'm trying not to pull out my hair&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard to grow it but I'm far too shy to show it back there&lt;br /&gt;That is probably why I like wearing hats&lt;br /&gt;There's no denying I'm deferring the facts&lt;br /&gt;Avoiding confrontation&lt;br /&gt;Lacks tact in a situation&lt;br /&gt;Behind every line is a lesson yet to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you asked me&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling is overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;And oh, it goes to show&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wrote this for my prettiest friend&lt;br /&gt;But while trying not to prove that I care&lt;br /&gt;I was trying not to make all my moves in one motion and scare her away&lt;br /&gt;Well she can't see she's making me crazy now&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe she knows she's amazing how&lt;br /&gt;She has me holding my breath&lt;br /&gt;So I'll never guess that I'm a none such unsuitable, suited for her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling is complimentary&lt;br /&gt;And oh, it goes to show&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is boy loves girl&lt;br /&gt;And so on, but the way it unfolds is yet to be told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should be brave&lt;br /&gt;Even pretty can be seen by the blind&lt;br /&gt;I know that I cannot wait&lt;br /&gt;Until the day we finally learn how to find each other&lt;br /&gt;Redefining open minds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you ask me&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling is overjoyed&lt;br /&gt;And it's golden, it goes to show then&lt;br /&gt;The ending of this song should be left alone&lt;br /&gt;And so on 'cause the way it unfolds is yet to be told&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-3010682856633222163?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3010682856633222163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/3010682856633222163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/jason-mraz-prettiest-friend.html' title='#9 jason mraz - prettiest friend'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-7056829371547078404</id><published>2009-07-26T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:33:07.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#8 boys like girls - love drunk</title><content type='html'>(Hey! hey! hey! hey!)&lt;br /&gt;Top down in the summer sun&lt;br /&gt;The day we met was like a hit and run&lt;br /&gt;And I still taste it on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;(taste it on my tongue)&lt;br /&gt;The sky was burning up like fireworks&lt;br /&gt;You made me want you oh so bad it hurts&lt;br /&gt;But girl, in case you haven't heard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I used to be love drunk&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever is over&lt;br /&gt;We used to kiss all night&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just a barfight&lt;br /&gt;So just call me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Say hello then goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(okay!)&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing&lt;br /&gt;(okay!)&lt;br /&gt;That would make me say&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I Love you forever&lt;br /&gt;But now it's over&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hey! hey! hey! hey! hey! hey! hey! hey!)&lt;br /&gt;Hot sweat and blurry eyes&lt;br /&gt;We're spinning on a roller coaster ride&lt;br /&gt;With the world stuck in black and white&lt;br /&gt;You drove me crazy every time we touched&lt;br /&gt;Now im so broken that i can't get up&lt;br /&gt;Oh girl, you make me such a rush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All the time I wasted on you&lt;br /&gt;All the bullshit you put me through&lt;br /&gt;I'm checking into rehab&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything that we had&lt;br /&gt;Didn't mean a thing to you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk&lt;br /&gt;(But now I'm hungover)&lt;br /&gt;Love is forever&lt;br /&gt;But now it's over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever&lt;br /&gt;Forever is over&lt;br /&gt;We used to kiss all night&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just a barfight&lt;br /&gt;So just call me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Say hello then goodbye&lt;br /&gt;(Ok!)&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing&lt;br /&gt;(Ok!)&lt;br /&gt;That would make me say&lt;br /&gt;I used to be love drunk&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm hungover&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever&lt;br /&gt;But now it's over&lt;br /&gt;(Na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na na na&lt;br /&gt;na na na na na na na na na)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over&lt;br /&gt;Still taste it on my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Now it's over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-7056829371547078404?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7056829371547078404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/7056829371547078404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-like-girls-love-drunk.html' title='#8 boys like girls - love drunk'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-6582298787746373046</id><published>2009-07-26T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:32:50.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#7 chris daughtry - over you</title><content type='html'>Now that it`s all said and done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can`t believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold and out of breath&lt;br /&gt;I felt as if I was in way to deep&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I`d doubt you&lt;br /&gt;I`m better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know&lt;br /&gt;I`m slowly getting closure&lt;br /&gt;I guess it`s really over&lt;br /&gt;I`m finally gettin` better&lt;br /&gt;Now I`m picking up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;br /&gt;`Cause the day I thought I`d never get through&lt;br /&gt;I got over you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took a hammer to these walls&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut&lt;br /&gt;A lot of other`s opened up&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so I could see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time agooo&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I`d doubt you&lt;br /&gt;I`m better off without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;I should have started running&lt;br /&gt;I`m finally getting better&lt;br /&gt;Now I`m picking up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;From spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together&lt;br /&gt;And I got over you&lt;br /&gt;And I got over you&lt;br /&gt;And I got over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The day I thought I`d never get through&lt;br /&gt;I got over you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-6582298787746373046?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6582298787746373046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/6582298787746373046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/chris-daughtry-over-you.html' title='#7 chris daughtry - over you'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-1611713846739957639</id><published>2009-07-26T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:32:10.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#6 soulja boys - kiss me through the phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Baby, u know that i miss u&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with u&lt;br /&gt;Tonight but i can't now baby girl&lt;br /&gt;And that's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Girl u know i miss u&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna kiss u&lt;br /&gt;But i can't right now so baby&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;(i'll see u later on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see ya when i get home)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i know that u like me&lt;br /&gt;U my future wifey&lt;br /&gt;Soulja boy tell'em yea&lt;br /&gt;U can be my bonnie&lt;br /&gt;I can be yo' clyde&lt;br /&gt;U can be my wife&lt;br /&gt;Text me, call me&lt;br /&gt;I need u in my life&lt;br /&gt;Yea all day&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i need ya&lt;br /&gt;And everytime i see ya&lt;br /&gt;My feelings get deeper&lt;br /&gt;I miss ya, i miss ya&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna kiss ya&lt;br /&gt;But i can't(but i can't)&lt;br /&gt;678 triple 9 8212&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby u know that i miss u&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get with u&lt;br /&gt;Tonight but i can't now baby girl&lt;br /&gt;And that's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Girl u know i miss u&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna kiss u&lt;br /&gt;But i can't right now so baby&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;(i'll see u later on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;(see ya when i get home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby i've been thinkin lately&lt;br /&gt;So much about u&lt;br /&gt;Everything about u&lt;br /&gt;I like it, i love it&lt;br /&gt;Kissing u in public&lt;br /&gt;Thinking nothing of it&lt;br /&gt;Roses by the dozen&lt;br /&gt;Talkin on da phone&lt;br /&gt;Baby u so sexy&lt;br /&gt;Yo' voice is so lovely&lt;br /&gt;I love yo' complexion&lt;br /&gt;I miss ya, i miss ya, i miss ya&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna kiss ya&lt;br /&gt;But i can't&lt;br /&gt;678 triple 9 8212&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby u know that i miss u&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get wit u&lt;br /&gt;Tonight but i can't now baby girl&lt;br /&gt;And that's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Girl u know i miss u&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna kiss u&lt;br /&gt;But i can't right now so baby&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;(i'll see u later on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;(see ya when i get home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She call my phone like da(20x)&lt;br /&gt;We on da phone like da(20x)&lt;br /&gt;We takin pics like da(20x)&lt;br /&gt;She dial my numba like da(10x)&lt;br /&gt;678 triple 9 8212&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby u know that i miss u&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get wit u&lt;br /&gt;Tonight but i can't now baby girl and that's the issue&lt;br /&gt;Girl u know i miss u&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna kiss u&lt;br /&gt;But i can't right now so baby&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;(i'll see u later on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me through the phone&lt;br /&gt;(see ya when i get home)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-1611713846739957639?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1611713846739957639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/1611713846739957639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/soulja-boys-kiss-me-through-phone.html' title='#6 soulja boys - kiss me through the phone'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-8854303437567485826</id><published>2009-07-26T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:31:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#5 katy perry - hot n cold</title><content type='html'>You change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Like a girl changes clothes&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you, PMS&lt;br /&gt;Like a bitch&lt;br /&gt;I would know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you always think&lt;br /&gt;Always speak&lt;br /&gt;Crypticly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should know&lt;br /&gt;That you're no good for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause you're hot then you're cold&lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no&lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out&lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right&lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white&lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up&lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, You don't really want to stay, no&lt;br /&gt;You, but you don't really want to go-o&lt;br /&gt;You're hot then you're cold&lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no&lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out&lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to be&lt;br /&gt;Just like twins&lt;br /&gt;So in sync&lt;br /&gt;The same energy&lt;br /&gt;Now's a dead battery&lt;br /&gt;Used to laugh (used to laugh) bout nothing (bout nothing)&lt;br /&gt;Now your plain (now your plain) boring (boring)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should know (I should know)&lt;br /&gt;you're not gonna change (change)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause you're hot then you're cold&lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no&lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out&lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right&lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white&lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up&lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, You don't really want to stay, no (Whoa)&lt;br /&gt;You, but you don't really want to go-o (Oooh)&lt;br /&gt;You're hot then you're cold&lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no&lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out&lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down (Down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone call the doctor&lt;br /&gt;Got a case of a love bi-polar&lt;br /&gt;Stuck on a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;Can't get off this ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Like a girl changes clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're hot then you're cold&lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no&lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out&lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right (When it's right)&lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white&lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up&lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up (We make up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're hot then you're cold (Ohhhhhhhhhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no&lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out (Oh!)&lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down (Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh)&lt;br /&gt;You're wrong when it's right&lt;br /&gt;It's black and it's white (Oh!)&lt;br /&gt;We fight, we break up&lt;br /&gt;We kiss, we make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, you don't really want to stay, no (Whoa)&lt;br /&gt;You, but you don't really want to go-o (Oooh)&lt;br /&gt;You're hot then you're cold (Cold)&lt;br /&gt;You're yes then you're no (No)&lt;br /&gt;You're in and you're out&lt;br /&gt;You're up and you're down (Dooooown)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-8854303437567485826?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8854303437567485826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/8854303437567485826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/katy-perry-hot-n-cold.html' title='#5 katy perry - hot n cold'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8096886111642894085.post-5059697642857634921</id><published>2009-07-26T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T19:31:37.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#4 kris allen / adam lambert - no boundaries</title><content type='html'>Seconds hours so many days&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want but how long can you wait&lt;br /&gt;Every moment last forever if you feel you’ve lost your way&lt;br /&gt;What if your chances are already gone&lt;br /&gt;Started believing that I could be wrong&lt;br /&gt;But you give me one good reason&lt;br /&gt;to fight and never walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz here I am - still holding on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breathe its harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll make it through the pain (or through all your aches and pains)&lt;br /&gt;Weather the hurricane&lt;br /&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think the road is going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Just when you’ve almost gave up on your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Then take it by the hand and show you that you can&lt;br /&gt;There are No Boundaries x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought to the end to stand on the edge&lt;br /&gt;What if today is as good it gets&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where the future’s headed&lt;br /&gt;Nothings gonna bring me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve jumped every bridge and I’ve run every line&lt;br /&gt;I’ve risked being saved but I always knew why&lt;br /&gt;I always knew why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;br /&gt;Every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breathe its harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll make it through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Weather the hurricane&lt;br /&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think the road is going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Just when you’ve almost gave up on your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Then take it by the hand and show you that you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go higher&lt;br /&gt;You can go deeper&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;Above and beneath you&lt;br /&gt;Break every rule coz there’s nothing between you&lt;br /&gt;and your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breathe its harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;Yeah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;Every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breathe its harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You’ll make it through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Weather the hurricane&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries x3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8096886111642894085-5059697642857634921?l=the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5059697642857634921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8096886111642894085/posts/default/5059697642857634921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-juveniledelinquent.blogspot.com/2009/07/kris-allen-adam-lambert-no-boundaries.html' title='#4 kris allen / adam lambert - no boundaries'/><author><name>maybelline (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17321052461535007687</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
