<?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-20397496</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:50:03.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindfolds Aside</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>324</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4203189178056778835</id><published>2007-03-27T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:40:36.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE BLOGGER.</title><content type='html'>Blogger has driven me to a point, so here's to Xanga (until it drives me nuts).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="Http://xanga.com/lovetart"&gt;Http://xanga.com/lovetart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4203189178056778835?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4203189178056778835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4203189178056778835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4203189178056778835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4203189178056778835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/bye-blogger.html' title='BYE BLOGGER.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-8191266069666480878</id><published>2007-03-26T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T14:11:36.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr.</title><content type='html'>Blogger's driving me to a point of switching to lj/xanga/wordpress &amp;amp; I have no idea how to use either of those servers. I feel pathetic. Help? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-8191266069666480878?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/8191266069666480878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=8191266069666480878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8191266069666480878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8191266069666480878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/grr.html' title='Grr.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-8794859100534211825</id><published>2007-03-26T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T11:21:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you believe in love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rgc2CCdgv5I/AAAAAAAAAtI/vZMZ7FdCz7s/s1600-h/P1030812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rgc2CCdgv5I/AAAAAAAAAtI/vZMZ7FdCz7s/s200/P1030812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046061316140220306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rgc2Bidgv4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/V2_NI7yK3gw/s1600-h/P1030811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rgc2Bidgv4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/V2_NI7yK3gw/s200/P1030811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046061307550285698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &amp; yes I dreamt of you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear murdermurmur.blogspot,&lt;br /&gt;I've been a bad owner &amp; have been neglecting you (not on that I want to, hello?!) for the past few weeks. You see dear one with no feeling (or only to the extent that I don't think you do), life's been busy with fun, fun &amp;amp; more fun. It's like, I find no time in telling you all my exhilarating experiences, but today I shall. I shall dig time out (while logging into my e-learning portal so teachers would see that I'm surfing on the portal &amp; doing my work but am actually just opening that damn window) while doing my work to roll call my fad weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm back to my silly habits of (bracketing) my thoughts. Ah wells. Right now, I'm blasting R&amp;amp;B club mixes, fighting with the funeral music downstairs. It's so annoying. Like, when someone close to you dies, you're supposed to be moaning &amp; here you are having a damn band (consisiting of bass, drums, &amp;amp; whatever chaplang chinese musical instuments which whine in your ear like a child) playing. When I die, I want pole dancers. (At this point, I should stop complaining &amp; digress in case I get cursed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 weeks of intensive EU &amp;amp; YC's been awesome. (YC is mini-EU for kiddies) Brent, Ryan &amp; Dale's just been great, doing their thang. &amp;amp; the team, with no doubt, is getting better &amp; better. The rotating head &amp;amp; assistant head assists have been aweeesome. (Shannon, Stephy, Nat &amp; Liwen! Girl power man! I love you all :D) Next week's gonna be the last YC until June. &amp;amp; till then, I'm gonna be missing all of you shitloadzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzx. I love you, team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp; btw, (save you comments for this,) I pierced my lip againnnnnn! Center this time. Wahooo. When I showed my sis, she ignored me for 5 minutes. Haha, oh wells. I'm not planning to close it anytime soon. But I will when I get bored of playing with it. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie! Long post after so long. Well done, Linn. :D Mwaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I can see the way, I see the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;And even when you look away, I know you think of me&lt;br /&gt;(Heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-8794859100534211825?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/8794859100534211825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=8794859100534211825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8794859100534211825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8794859100534211825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/do-you-believe-in-love.html' title='Do you believe in love?'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rgc2CCdgv5I/AAAAAAAAAtI/vZMZ7FdCz7s/s72-c/P1030812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-1730596850256351589</id><published>2007-03-22T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T17:25:20.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BESTIE (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgJK-Cdgv2I/AAAAAAAAAsw/HGa6HMcTP0E/s1600-h/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgJK-Cdgv2I/AAAAAAAAAsw/HGa6HMcTP0E/s200/yay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044676962281373538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgJK-Sdgv3I/AAAAAAAAAs4/DIs9WfYjUpE/s1600-h/%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgJK-Sdgv3I/AAAAAAAAAs4/DIs9WfYjUpE/s200/%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044676966576340850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotcha in action, Bestie! (:&lt;br /&gt;So what, is this your definition in surprising me?&lt;br /&gt;WELL DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Heartszzz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-1730596850256351589?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/1730596850256351589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=1730596850256351589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1730596850256351589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1730596850256351589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/bestie.html' title='BESTIE (:'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgJK-Cdgv2I/AAAAAAAAAsw/HGa6HMcTP0E/s72-c/yay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6748270463071777262</id><published>2007-03-22T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T11:49:10.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin &amp; bones is the new Sex.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH2JydgvkI/AAAAAAAAAqg/5j_uLXUuVwI/s200/V250260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044583705656475202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH2KCdgvmI/AAAAAAAAAqw/elg7DsQkF4s/s1600-h/V255099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH2KCdgvmI/AAAAAAAAAqw/elg7DsQkF4s/s200/V255099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044583709951442530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH2JydgvlI/AAAAAAAAAqo/RnRZASc5ixw/s1600-h/V252698_092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH2JydgvlI/AAAAAAAAAqo/RnRZASc5ixw/s200/V252698_092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044583705656475218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH18CdgviI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jtkpAhy1P08/s1600-h/V238489_W136RGB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH18CdgviI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/jtkpAhy1P08/s200/V238489_W136RGB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044583469433273890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH17ydgvhI/AAAAAAAAAqI/1TiI3juDbKg/s1600-h/V236750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH17ydgvhI/AAAAAAAAAqI/1TiI3juDbKg/s200/V236750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044583465138306578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH17idgvfI/AAAAAAAAAp4/rHKBkqZ805M/s1600-h/nm9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH17idgvfI/AAAAAAAAAp4/rHKBkqZ805M/s200/nm9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044583460843339250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH17ydgvgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ctQ57LBhafc/s1600-h/olsens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH17ydgvgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/ctQ57LBhafc/s200/olsens.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044583465138306562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1, I wanna be as skinny as/just like them&lt;br /&gt;#2, I wanna have what they're wearing&lt;br /&gt;#3, I wanna have not even 1cm of fat underneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;#4, I wanna lose weight&lt;br /&gt;#5, I wanna be size 8 (Or even 6! 4 is just.. Over.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starve, Linnette.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6748270463071777262?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6748270463071777262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6748270463071777262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6748270463071777262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6748270463071777262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/skin-bones-is-new-sex.html' title='Skin &amp; bones is the new Sex.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgH7oidgv1I/AAAAAAAAAso/EEkciSpw76c/s72-c/V262515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-3087534192773592978</id><published>2007-03-21T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:18:37.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burn, burn out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgDgIidgvcI/AAAAAAAAApg/LvBnGmai4Jg/s1600-h/P1030821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgDgIidgvcI/AAAAAAAAApg/LvBnGmai4Jg/s200/P1030821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044278019949116866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgDgIydgvdI/AAAAAAAAApo/O6OrZWzn638/s1600-h/P1030822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgDgIydgvdI/AAAAAAAAApo/O6OrZWzn638/s200/P1030822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044278024244084178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I guess I could have sent a letter from the road,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; with words that always meant more than updates on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; The signal's fading fast and the ink is running out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; The words look good in pen, but sound better from my mouth.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally feeling waaaay better after 3 whole damn weeks of being down with flu &amp; cough (&amp;amp; sounding like a terrible terrible frog/toad/horse/whatever animal you find non-vocal-appealing.) Stop laughing cos if you laugh any further, you'll sound like that too bitchesssssssss. Ta-haaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports Day tomorrow &amp; I don't believe in giving a shit or two hoots about it. I've never believed in contributing to patronism of my house anyway. Good for them. Erm so yea, go red house? &amp;amp; those who are forced/cannot not go, happy tanning in the warmth of the sun, pespiring your skin awayyyyy. I still don't know what I'd do though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days free with studies to do &amp; nothing else, maybe I should get some things done, no? First I need to tan until I'm nice, gold &amp;amp; brown. (Which is almost impossible to achieve because all my silly friends get tan within an hour whilst I need at least 3 for each side.) &amp; then I need to go shopping. (Don't give me that look okay, I haven't been shopping for two weeks! I think..) I need to lose weight. I am fucking fat, doncha think? Pfft. L.O.S.E.W.E.I.G.H.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I don't wanna be a fat flower girl in June. I want a nice white dress so I won't walk down the isle as a bigass fashion boo-hoo. Hello flower-girl-partner-Adeline, let's go shopping soon for a pretty white dress together! :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20397496-3087534192773592978?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/3087534192773592978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=3087534192773592978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3087534192773592978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3087534192773592978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/burn-burn-out.html' title='Burn, burn out.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RgDgIidgvcI/AAAAAAAAApg/LvBnGmai4Jg/s72-c/P1030821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4342376705335643387</id><published>2007-03-19T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T15:46:19.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything else in between.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lhxQcUI/AAAAAAAAApA/-gxqAv2Q6Bs/s1600-h/P1030898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lhxQcUI/AAAAAAAAApA/-gxqAv2Q6Bs/s200/P1030898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043533049096073538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lxxQcWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_7gWRCD8j8k/s1600-h/P1030893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lxxQcWI/AAAAAAAAApQ/_7gWRCD8j8k/s200/P1030893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043533053391040866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lhxQcVI/AAAAAAAAApI/NVB0Hj6a5EA/s1600-h/P1030897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lhxQcVI/AAAAAAAAApI/NVB0Hj6a5EA/s200/P1030897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043533049096073554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lxxQcXI/AAAAAAAAApY/s4Q5fSEAeD0/s1600-h/P1030886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lxxQcXI/AAAAAAAAApY/s4Q5fSEAeD0/s200/P1030886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043533053391040882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Got me tippin' my glass.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only managed to post 5 pictures up which is ultimately pathetic. Ah better than none anyway. Which also means I'd have more peektures to post up for every post. Yayy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend's been great. EU's just awesome. &amp; I'm still sick. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 reasons why I'd love this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# No school on Friday, Sports Day (Which is a total waste of time) on Thursday&lt;br /&gt;# YC for weekends&lt;br /&gt;# Dance, dancing &amp;amp; more dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only 3 reasons, yo'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4342376705335643387?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4342376705335643387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4342376705335643387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4342376705335643387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4342376705335643387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/everything-else-in-between.html' title='Everything else in between.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rf46lhxQcUI/AAAAAAAAApA/-gxqAv2Q6Bs/s72-c/P1030898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6983609923992637947</id><published>2007-03-16T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:54:20.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;100+ photos, &amp;amp; blogger just won't let me upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6983609923992637947?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6983609923992637947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6983609923992637947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6983609923992637947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6983609923992637947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='&gt;:('/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6215497686147105391</id><published>2007-03-14T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T09:58:30.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam's Song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfdRPK9tQiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/GrOvN4BCcUc/s1600-h/DSC00829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfdRPK9tQiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/GrOvN4BCcUc/s200/DSC00829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041587628947620386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;I never thought I'd die alone&lt;br /&gt;I laughed the loudest who'd have known&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's currently 9:34 am &amp; I already feel bitchy. (Sniggers) Sometimes I wonder what triggers the brain to allow someone to feel (?) this way. Endorphins? (Don't laugh at me you higher-lever-biology-studying-freaks. Take pity on this low-level secondary 3 student, will you?) Pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall refrain from being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo, I can't wait till afternoooon! It's tuition in a few minutes &amp;amp; then out with Zachary (interts super super long surname) to take peeeeeektures! :D Oh yayayayaayyyyy! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update laaters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6215497686147105391?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6215497686147105391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6215497686147105391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6215497686147105391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6215497686147105391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/adams-song.html' title='Adam&apos;s Song.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfdRPK9tQiI/AAAAAAAAAm4/GrOvN4BCcUc/s72-c/DSC00829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-75421043812047447</id><published>2007-03-13T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:26:53.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August Burns Red.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfYHaK9tQhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/DfSc9iKY3Lo/s1600-h/pict+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfYHaK9tQhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/DfSc9iKY3Lo/s320/pict+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041224979089015314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;I see you winding, grinding, up on that pole.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho yum, apples &amp; bananas! Ho yum, d.e.a.d blog. I swear man, nobody ever reads. (Which obviously does not defeat the purpose of having this blog because I read my own blog anyways.) I wonder what's in the mind of those who randomly come to my blog &amp;amp; read. Must be thinking what a boring life I have. (Hello it's not my fault is it? Hmph.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 10:11 am &amp; I swear (I should stop swearing) I should be sleeping at this hour. It's still sooooooo early &amp;amp; I'm probably gonna waste my dang time being at home anyway. But I can't seem to be sleeping any later than 9:30. What. Is. Wrong. With. Me. (Don't answer. Rhethorical qn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days down to holidays &amp; there's still a million things I wanna buy/do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WENT TO BESTFRIEND'S HOUSE TO GIVE HIM A JOLLY NICE SURPRISE!&lt;/span&gt; :D Naaalalala, I love you bestfriend! (:&lt;br /&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-75421043812047447?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/75421043812047447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=75421043812047447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/75421043812047447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/75421043812047447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/august-burns-red.html' title='August Burns Red.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfYHaK9tQhI/AAAAAAAAAmw/DfSc9iKY3Lo/s72-c/pict+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-1427917504213489717</id><published>2007-03-12T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:57:22.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Balloon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfSxXq9tQgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/N_wYZ3zDKeg/s1600-h/256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfSxXq9tQgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/N_wYZ3zDKeg/s320/256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040848903162642946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Angels fall without you there.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone. I'm sick again &amp; my brains 've been absorbed by flu. Meow, it's so annoying. EU was fantabulous. Everyone changed so proud &amp;amp; stepped up so much. Esp you, Derek, a job well done (: It was great seeing a friend go through this &amp; how much he has changed. Well done, boy! &lt;3 Anyhoos, I'm still (x infinity much) bummed that my dang camera is spoilt. When SOMEBODY has a new phone (which has 3.0 freaking godamned megapixles) &amp;amp; a fugging new camera &amp;amp; (already) an iPod video. Fuckaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-1427917504213489717?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/1427917504213489717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=1427917504213489717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1427917504213489717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1427917504213489717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/black-balloon.html' title='Black Balloon.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RfSxXq9tQgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/N_wYZ3zDKeg/s72-c/256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4253781679499793359</id><published>2007-03-09T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T15:05:00.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You stink.</title><content type='html'>If I had a camera, everyone would've a good laugh at my pole-man assistant helping me break into my own home. 2 poles, 3 sticks, 2 plastic bags &amp;amp; a bikini. How would YOU have done it? Haaa, speaking as if I've done it? Nott. Thank God for Jayni the wonderful Neighbour. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ahh, feck, that ____! is back from _____! He didn't get struck by lightning, Cher!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an inpromp post, so don't expect so much, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4253781679499793359?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4253781679499793359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4253781679499793359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4253781679499793359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4253781679499793359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-stink.html' title='You stink.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-173055390035074508</id><published>2007-03-08T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:14:02.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little misssss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9l1DW9hI/AAAAAAAAAmg/V4gN-haXu4c/s1600-h/x1prBCtpy9yqTp-PXGm-X-k3mxqqCfcnx3VyKSfg7fH2rbwGqafzv9qnUlrWJK38DD3SQ9d3UDifI7fPvc4H6dshlMsdjA86vpo2wGyfulPTDh9PGAS28xGMw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9l1DW9hI/AAAAAAAAAmg/V4gN-haXu4c/s200/x1prBCtpy9yqTp-PXGm-X-k3mxqqCfcnx3VyKSfg7fH2rbwGqafzv9qnUlrWJK38DD3SQ9d3UDifI7fPvc4H6dshlMsdjA86vpo2wGyfulPTDh9PGAS28xGMw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039525334389028370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9QVDW9eI/AAAAAAAAAmI/aoV9IktMHLY/s1600-h/lilmiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9QVDW9eI/AAAAAAAAAmI/aoV9IktMHLY/s200/lilmiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039524965021840866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9QVDW9dI/AAAAAAAAAmA/m4dAuU-UzwU/s1600-h/0843178140.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_SL160_V60003673_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9QVDW9dI/AAAAAAAAAmA/m4dAuU-UzwU/s200/0843178140.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_SL160_V60003673_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039524965021840850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9QlDW9gI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fezA3-GfhLc/s1600-h/littlemissdynamiteee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9QlDW9gI/AAAAAAAAAmY/fezA3-GfhLc/s200/littlemissdynamiteee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039524969316808194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; shopping!,&lt;/span&gt; shopping!, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;! my brains out so I don't have anything to blog about, &lt;s&gt;shop&lt;/s&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-173055390035074508?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/173055390035074508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=173055390035074508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/173055390035074508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/173055390035074508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/little-misssss.html' title='Little misssss.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re_9l1DW9hI/AAAAAAAAAmg/V4gN-haXu4c/s72-c/x1prBCtpy9yqTp-PXGm-X-k3mxqqCfcnx3VyKSfg7fH2rbwGqafzv9qnUlrWJK38DD3SQ9d3UDifI7fPvc4H6dshlMsdjA86vpo2wGyfulPTDh9PGAS28xGMw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6396706439511264204</id><published>2007-03-06T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T15:35:04.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold dark clouds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0R6KMGs3I/AAAAAAAAAlw/9VjKVJoIZIM/s1600-h/zur2w6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0R6KMGs3I/AAAAAAAAAlw/9VjKVJoIZIM/s200/zur2w6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038703248962663282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0SLaMGs4I/AAAAAAAAAl4/TbbqVCg4d5k/s1600-h/z47308508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0SLaMGs4I/AAAAAAAAAl4/TbbqVCg4d5k/s200/z47308508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038703545315406722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0R6KMGs2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/7sPNBaQ4HbU/s1600-h/z47308508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0R6KMGs2I/AAAAAAAAAlo/7sPNBaQ4HbU/s200/z47308508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038703248962663266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0R6KMGs3I/AAAAAAAAAlw/9VjKVJoIZIM/s1600-h/zur2w6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0R6KMGs3I/AAAAAAAAAlw/9VjKVJoIZIM/s200/zur2w6.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038703248962663282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wasting our time on cheap talk &amp; wine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello clouds, why don't you rain on me? Shower me some little hearts then maybe I'll feel better. Sunshine's away for now but you could do the same, I wouldn't mind getting a little drench. Cloud DCMH, thank you. :D &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&amp; I love you back. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes I'm still stuckao at home. ): When I'm supposed to be out with Cheryl buying bikini ): Grrraah. Thanks to some freeeekin blood-tasting phlegm which was extremely disturbing. I've been refraining from Screamo &amp; Metal for today (for some queer reason) because I'm having a terrible headache. So the playlist on my iTunes is Disney Songs &amp;amp; the song playing now is Beauty &amp; The Beast by Celine Dion. (My english phrasing for this sentence is sooooo wrong but heck it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taaaallee as old as timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, true as it can beeeeeeeee, BEAUUTTYYY &amp; THHEEE BBBEEEAAAAASSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I would die for you&lt;br /&gt;Climb the highest mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Baby, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6396706439511264204?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6396706439511264204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6396706439511264204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6396706439511264204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6396706439511264204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/cold-dark-clouds.html' title='Cold dark clouds.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Re0R6KMGs3I/AAAAAAAAAlw/9VjKVJoIZIM/s72-c/zur2w6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-1066248543101141452</id><published>2007-03-05T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T15:02:36.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please stay until I'm gone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Reu8ZU8yLaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/E1KBfYKvlKE/s1600-h/200498325-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Reu8ZU8yLaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/E1KBfYKvlKE/s200/200498325-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038327751450439074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Honey, why you calling me so late?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early night, late morning, heavy head, dreaded hours. Living on coke-tasting cough syrup isn't so bad. The last week of school till holidays, the last four days actually. One down, three to go, maybe tomorrow would come by quicker, maybe the next day would fly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello there Plastic Surgeon - or so you call yourself just to poke fun at how I look - if you were to profession yourself to reform the faces of humans, you would.. 1) Get cursed and die, how dare you spoil God's creation? 2) Lose your job, who wants to be uglier than they already are? (I know I don't?) Maybe you need a Neurosurgeon yourself to twist a nerve or two to get you back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coming down the world turned over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And angels fall without you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I go on as you get colder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or are you someone's prayer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-1066248543101141452?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/1066248543101141452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=1066248543101141452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1066248543101141452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1066248543101141452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/please-stay-until-im-gone.html' title='Please stay until I&apos;m gone.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Reu8ZU8yLaI/AAAAAAAAAlY/E1KBfYKvlKE/s72-c/200498325-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-5531481054625914633</id><published>2007-03-04T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T12:35:21.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop and let me breathe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RepJO08yLYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/feFQnGNrmy8/s1600-h/--+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RepJO08yLYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/feFQnGNrmy8/s320/--+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037919652247907714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don't bite your lip &amp; hold back your smile.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Escapism was one of a hell way to get in &amp; out of. "The weather is so erratic" was probably one of the over used phrases during camp, just to emphasize that it was entirely our fault for not water-proof-ing our stuff. (At this point, I am still probably unsure of the word erratic. But heck it anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold and drenched, hunger, breakdown of vehicles, lost in time, water fight, Marie biscuits, animal-shaped biscuits, flooding of tents till ankle high, spoilt camera, 36 feet off the ground, tsunami-or-so-they-say, back to school at 1am, ice baths at 6.30, Thongs, Kim, wasted back, wasted knee, burnt, mud, mud, mud, hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just glad I'm back. Now spell maybe. P-e-r-h-a-p-s-n-o-t. Now settle the mind to earthly thoughts. In need of swimming, a good tan, jamming, shopping, shopping, shopping, a pedicure, chick-flicks, trashy novels, jet black dye, trim bangs, grow some long hair, lose damn weight, Marie &amp;amp; animal biscuits, shopping, shopping, shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This room is too cold to hold back your tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And your heart is too weak to wear on your sleeve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-5531481054625914633?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/5531481054625914633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=5531481054625914633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5531481054625914633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5531481054625914633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/03/stop-and-let-me-breathe.html' title='Stop and let me breathe.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RepJO08yLYI/AAAAAAAAAk8/feFQnGNrmy8/s72-c/--+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-601470715486947786</id><published>2007-02-28T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T20:15:00.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReVsXs8xSNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/1_SkFs367-k/s1600-h/---+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReVsXs8xSNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/1_SkFs367-k/s200/---+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036550912742607058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReVsYM8xSOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/sptOo-V5q_U/s1600-h/---+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReVsYM8xSOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/sptOo-V5q_U/s200/---+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036550921332541666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;This heart, it beats, beats for only you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello dear readers. After seeing last night's programme of The Arena, I am one in the raising statistics of Singaporean youths guilty of being politically apathetic. (At this point, I should not be blogging about this issue any further before I get sued for some reason or another. Or will I? Pfft.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escapism. Or in other words, Adventure Camp. Perhaps a much needed break from all the turmoil this week. I went to school this morning bright &amp; happy, then Jessiemalar (Yes that's her name, DON'T LAUGH! Damn cute la!!) came over &amp;amp;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Um Linnette, how long is our dance?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uhh! Exactly at one minute. Why!?"&lt;br /&gt;"Errrr, I thought our dance should be at least 2 minutes?!"&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?! You're kidding right? That's like double of one minute?!"&lt;br /&gt;(No kidding Linnette, 1 + 1 is indeed 2.)&lt;br /&gt;"Yaaa, 2 minutes."&lt;br /&gt;"Gah. We're screwed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent the whole of before recess &amp; after school coming up with more eights to fit in. Best thing today? I forgot to bring music. Won-der-ful. Everything's well now! :D (I guess?!) HA! Ah well, as long as we have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm everything for Escapism, Amen.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye civilization, Hello rural for the next 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-601470715486947786?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/601470715486947786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=601470715486947786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/601470715486947786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/601470715486947786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-heart-it-beats-beats-for-only-you.html' title='My heart.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReVsXs8xSNI/AAAAAAAAAkU/1_SkFs367-k/s72-c/---+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-1520379166087665841</id><published>2007-02-26T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T16:29:08.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the sake of archives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReKUNs8xSKI/AAAAAAAAAjw/bLgoHdFJaxQ/s1600-h/---+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReKUNs8xSKI/AAAAAAAAAjw/bLgoHdFJaxQ/s200/---+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035750296478894242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the love of the read, the love lost. Most of which left on material paper &amp; others, technological diaries. A click &amp;amp; there it is, as if yesterday. With song playing in the background, the 6th sense triggers adrenaline. Memories in tune with the song, falling deep into love's deep hole. It's not like I wanna crawl out of it anyway. I don't.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Because I miss you. Because you'll never know. Because you're like no other. It's been four months &amp; you still stick to my mind. You'll never know. Somethings are better left unsaid anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holla me homies! Adventure camp this week &amp; I caaaaan't wait! :D I need to borrow a bigass backpack again. Pffft. Does anyone have one?! Or if you have those infaltable(sp?) mattresses?! WOO SO SHIOK. Hahha. Gala night's gonna be so damn awesome, it tell you! 3/8's gonna rock your ass with our routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance with classmates today was rrrrrreal fun (: I'm sooo proud of them! They learnt like 7 eights in a day! Mwwwwwwah. Downside of camp is, we can't bring our phones. Entirely. ): Three. Damn. Days. Out. Of. Civilization. Kabomkadingdong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go camp shopping - anyyyyyone?! :D&lt;br /&gt;(You see, I just need an excuse to go out to SHOP. Hahaha, such an addiction.. I KNOW!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With CNY &amp;amp; all, everyone's putting on weight. But ME! I LOST A 100 GRAMMS. (Wtf, that is bloody pathetic, Linnette! TRY HARDER!) Yesyes, just starve me. But I still lost a 100 gramms okay. That's still weight! :D Imagine if I lost 100 gramms every day. 100 x 7 = 700 gramms a week, 700 x 5 = 3500 gramms a month! Which is also 3.5 kg. 3.5 x 12 = 42 kg a year!!! Hahahaha, I'll be flying by then. WOOHOO! :D 100 gramms a day Linnette! WAY TO GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to lose the flabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TOODAHLOOOH.&lt;br /&gt;xo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-1520379166087665841?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/1520379166087665841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=1520379166087665841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1520379166087665841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1520379166087665841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-sake-of-archives.html' title='For the sake of archives.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReKUNs8xSKI/AAAAAAAAAjw/bLgoHdFJaxQ/s72-c/---+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4385473674945136380</id><published>2007-02-25T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T13:28:17.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mourning in the morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReEYzc8xR5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/Ot0katoLuqY/s200/---+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035333130600400786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Killalala&lt;/span&gt; me for the lack of updates. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AGAINN&lt;/span&gt;!) It's not my fault for being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; busy, innit. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Outdated updates &amp; pictures! Busy giving myself a wonderful weekend! (: (Or at least I think at this point, being a Sunday afternoon &amp;amp; no disruptions make me angry.) THINK HAPPY. Or at least try! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with Thursday after dance. Went swimming with Hannah! at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;SGCC&lt;/span&gt;. The sun was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;gooood&lt;/span&gt;. I should make this a weekly affair once after I get my membership at the NS club. Whatever that is. I wanna be a tan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chinadoll&lt;/span&gt;. (So I'll look less china-doll-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;. Does that even make sense?!) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Whatevertheheck&lt;/span&gt;! Sunshine, water &amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;loveee&lt;/span&gt;! :D I haven't spoke to Miss Yukon this sensibly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was dance on Friday! (: (&amp;amp; MR BRENDON &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ACACIUS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;KOH'S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;BIRTHDAYY&lt;/span&gt;!) Toma was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;THESEXX&lt;/span&gt; MAN. I might (just might..) consider putting up the video of our dance once someone bribes me to. ($$$$$$) You get the hint. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;MWAHA&lt;/span&gt;. Was supposed to have DINNER at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Chompchomp&lt;/span&gt;, but we couldn't even make it for supper. Thanks to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;stupeeeeeed&lt;/span&gt; dinner. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was plain &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Saturday. I HAD to go shopping for some reason. Met Cheryl &amp; SHE WAS LATE AS USUAL. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Imma&lt;/span&gt; smack you one more time!) Did some Major shopping, yo. I bought 3 t-shirts &amp;amp; she bought 4. (EH CHER, so much for hating ZARA, huh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!) Retail therapy is a guilty pleasure. You..Cannot.......Stopp.......ME! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;MAHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; today's just today. AMEN (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know. From now on, I'm gonna be SO DAMN BLATANT ABOUT THINGS, I'm gonna have 13479251804958094215 enemies. But I don't care. Things just annoy me, &amp;amp; I HAVE TO SAY IT. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Grrrraaah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate immature boys? Someone like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ryan&lt;/span&gt;? Yuck. Gross. (Inserts multiple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;amout&lt;/span&gt; of profanities.) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;RYAN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;GOH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;RUI&lt;/span&gt; WEN&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;, yes his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; name is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;RUI&lt;/span&gt; WEN&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Hahahahaa&lt;/span&gt;. That's like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;RUI&lt;/span&gt; WEN&lt;/span&gt;'S NAME. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; HOW GAY IS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;THATTTTTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;.) PLEASE RETURN ME MY 19 BUCKS NOW BEFORE YOU GET CURSED &amp; STRUCK BY LIGHTNING. (No I am not cursing you, but if you don't return me my money now, you will.) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;KNNCCBMAKGHH&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Ergh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Lanjiao&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading archives lately. &amp;amp; realised that all good things eventually comes to an end. Sometimes you wish things happen again, sometimes you wish you were never there. Then you get thoughts running through your mind. Some people say that it's better to speak your mind. I say its better that nobody knows anyway. I'll leave things as sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;reminisce&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love yo'allllllllllllllllllllllll,&lt;br /&gt;XO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4385473674945136380?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4385473674945136380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4385473674945136380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4385473674945136380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4385473674945136380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/mourning-in-morning.html' title='Mourning in the morning.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/ReEa9s8xSEI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4G4vxP5m1q0/s72-c/---+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-3762728297839605612</id><published>2007-02-24T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T11:37:00.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TA-DAA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET 16TH, BRENDON ACACIUS KOH ZHI YONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-3762728297839605612?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/3762728297839605612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=3762728297839605612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3762728297839605612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3762728297839605612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/ta-daa.html' title='TA-DAA!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-938036807760213021</id><published>2007-02-21T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:39:14.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the left, to the left.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwD_88xRwI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_w_Cg3S9qNE/s1600-h/cny+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwD_88xRwI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_w_Cg3S9qNE/s200/cny+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033902880721028866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwEAc8xRxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/uMfQ1tWLUH0/s1600-h/cny+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwEAc8xRxI/AAAAAAAAAfI/uMfQ1tWLUH0/s200/cny+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033902889310963474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwEAs8xRyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bV473VlNCYY/s1600-h/cny+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwEAs8xRyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/bV473VlNCYY/s200/cny+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033902893605930786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwEBM8xRzI/AAAAAAAAAfY/IB152KNRZY4/s1600-h/cny+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwEBM8xRzI/AAAAAAAAAfY/IB152KNRZY4/s200/cny+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033902902195865394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwEBc8xR0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/CDqk9SY8AwI/s1600-h/cny+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwEBc8xR0I/AAAAAAAAAfg/CDqk9SY8AwI/s200/cny+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033902906490832706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you to those who made my CNY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;No amout of angpaos will replace you all! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XO;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-938036807760213021?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/938036807760213021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=938036807760213021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/938036807760213021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/938036807760213021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-left-to-left.html' title='To the left, to the left.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdwD_88xRwI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_w_Cg3S9qNE/s72-c/cny+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-8881422458648540091</id><published>2007-02-18T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T17:06:02.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONG HEI FATT CHOYY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdgT73cYpfI/AAAAAAAAAes/r3K62jpiCbQ/s1600-h/--+152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdgT73cYpfI/AAAAAAAAAes/r3K62jpiCbQ/s200/--+152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032794502802744818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday homies &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gong hei fatt choy! San tai gien hong! Ma biu zong dor dor! Ju dou gou seng!&lt;br /&gt;I betcha none of you all understand those canto four word phrases. But it's okay! (: I'm just baffling the bull here. (: Oh &amp;amp; look at my peek! I'm not racist. Bosco's my bangala friend. He has such white teeth it makes me mad. &gt;:( Unfair. I love pingpongs&lt;3! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-8881422458648540091?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/8881422458648540091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=8881422458648540091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8881422458648540091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8881422458648540091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/gong-hei-fatt-choyy.html' title='GONG HEI FATT CHOYY.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdgT73cYpfI/AAAAAAAAAes/r3K62jpiCbQ/s72-c/--+152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-65501843932497475</id><published>2007-02-15T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T16:35:00.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were here, now there, like seasons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdQWHncYpeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/d57bjki25SY/s1600-h/51239914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdQWHncYpeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/d57bjki25SY/s200/51239914.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031671003782620642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.blogspot, yoo'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I (think I..) should be banned from shopping. ("think I.."; I HAVE to be banned but I like comforting myself with "I think I..." sentences.) Mom's philosophy of NOT spending what-she-herself-calls, future money, now makes some sense. It's not even CNY &amp; I'm spending more &amp;amp; more. (Not like I can help it, can I?!) Shopping is a therapy. (Or at least I find it therapeutic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve been losing readers lately. (Or maybe my readers just don't tag. Maybe I should install a counter to see how many hits I have. Hahaha.) Losing readers because I haven't been updating on bitchy stuff, gossips, so on &amp; so fourth. (: I remember one day someone came up to me &amp;amp; asked why I don't have juicy posts anymore. So I replied, "Cos I feel nice. Enough damage done." (Or at least I think.) But nooo, I've been too nice. So guess what people? It's back to basics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same person we all love bitching about tied her hair to school today. (Thank God I was lazy to tie up my hair today. Phhhhhhew.) It resulted in exposing her neck. I wonder if that increased today's air pollution rate. (Luckily its not the haze season..) Being Total Defence Day (whattheheck.), all lights &amp; fans were supposed to be switched off for the first 2 periods. Sweat + BO, her class must've stank like hell. (They are lucky to have little people in their class, so there's more airspace &amp;amp; ventilation.) The sight of her makes me curse &amp; swear all day. She's this repulsive, this detestful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you can bitch better than me so I'll kiss you. (Even though Valentine's is over!) Yay, TGTITSTNDIF! :D. &amp;amp; in short, TGTIF. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEO. School ends at 10.30! &amp; Penin with Darren again? (: Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaha! MORE SHOPPING! (Mind you, I still have a longass list of things to buy for CNY okay! &gt;:[ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until next time &amp;amp; more photos, love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-65501843932497475?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/65501843932497475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=65501843932497475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/65501843932497475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/65501843932497475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-were-here-now-there-like-seasons.html' title='You were here, now there, like seasons.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdQWHncYpeI/AAAAAAAAAeY/d57bjki25SY/s72-c/51239914.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-2950031944236846869</id><published>2007-02-14T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:58:22.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdLdEXcYpbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JHYJhUReD_o/s1600-h/Kiss_Me_Love_Me_by_LiveToCode.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdLdEXcYpbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JHYJhUReD_o/s200/Kiss_Me_Love_Me_by_LiveToCode.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031326800808551858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWLLAAAHH.&lt;br /&gt;Are you all having a smelly welly farty hotass chick Valentines'? If you're not, toooooo baddd! &amp; its okay! (: Because I'm here alone too! Prickling my hands with thorns. You guys complain &amp;amp; complain about how expensive flowers are now. But you know, the price for hurting myself is much higher. :D Ohkay, whatevers! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having myself a good day today. (Even without a smelly welly farty hotass pimp Valentine!) Had SS for the first period of the day &amp; got back my CA. Haaaa, I passed, omg. I so thought I was gonna fail, &amp;amp; not only fail, but do very badly. Hahaw! To my surprise, I got 10/13. For a freeeekin essay qn okay. That's a level 4 out of 5! Mahaha, fahaha, lahahaha! Then there was Accounts test &amp; I guess I did relatively well? (: *CROSSES FINGERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooooh, it's CNY this week! I don't wanna get fat. ): OHOH - MAHJONG ANYONE? Brendon?! :D BWAAAAAAAAHAHA. Mahjong night &amp;amp;amp; day, day &amp; night! YAY. &amp;amp; tanning on Tuesday? AH-HUMS. (The only reason why I'm looking forward to CNY is money, money &amp; more money. MMMM :D) (Shopping anyone??) (HAHAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Happy Valentines' Day, Ryan. I'm trying my ass out not to miss you. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE ALL OF YOUUUUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWWWWWWWAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXOXOXO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-2950031944236846869?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/2950031944236846869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=2950031944236846869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2950031944236846869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2950031944236846869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdLdEXcYpbI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JHYJhUReD_o/s72-c/Kiss_Me_Love_Me_by_LiveToCode.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-5973134315687089579</id><published>2007-02-13T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T17:04:24.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate everything about you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdG2yncYpaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iMAHwOhl-zU/s1600-h/boysare2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdG2yncYpaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iMAHwOhl-zU/s320/boysare2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031003239447307682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hellooo'yaaaaaaaallllll.&lt;br /&gt;Sorryz for the miss'out yoz. The comp decided to die on me yo. Howz steeupeed. So its like, a while more to Valentines' ehh, so what yo pimps &amp; chicks up tuh aye? Pimps hit on chicks &amp;amp; da chicks run to the farm. Aha, gotcha dere sukkarrrr. Pizzout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, rightt. These few days've been aye-oh-kay. Friday was CYF as usual, Danny &amp; Bosco came. OH &amp;amp; I BOUGHT MY PHONE ON THAT DAY. (Or was it Thurs?) Sat was out with PH (: I still owe you money, boy! &amp; Assist meeting (YAY!) Then Sunday was tuition &amp;amp; cutting roses the whole day ): &amp; then mass alone. &amp;amp; YESTERDAY! Met Darren (: at Penin! (!)(!)(!) Super stoned for damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm oh so bored. ): I hate roses from now on. They're so thorny. Now my hand has blisters, cuts &amp;amp; bruises. ): BRRAAAUUGGGHHS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-5973134315687089579?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/5973134315687089579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=5973134315687089579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5973134315687089579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5973134315687089579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-hate-everything-about-you.html' title='I hate everything about you.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RdG2yncYpaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/iMAHwOhl-zU/s72-c/boysare2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-7399739361431155325</id><published>2007-02-09T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:45:28.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This distance, this separation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcwF7XcYpZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/c5iELH8BzzQ/s1600-h/Distance_by_DaWuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcwF7XcYpZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/c5iELH8BzzQ/s200/Distance_by_DaWuff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029401401329493394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How does it feel to know that you've taken someone's smile? We're on a search to find the feeling for which we all die. It appeared the answer to the problem, &amp; a reason to smile. Two lost hearts &amp;amp; one caught in the middle. They came together &amp; the other fell apart. It appeared the answer to the problem. I have no reason to smile. Then came the downfall to one's heaven struck in a world where nothing's beautiful. A lover and a liar, the pain finally stopping for him to try and take his own life, and the blood of a body that was once so pure. It's come together, it's time to change what the script reads. There's no such thing as happy endings. This masterpiece is finally ending slowly. Goodbye for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUP HOMIEEEESS. I got meself a new sexxy hot red Motorazar V3x! KACHOWWWWWWWWWWWwww. I'm happy happy happppppy! Anyway, alot of things have been happening lately &amp;amp; I just lost the mood for blogging. Heheheheehs! My blog's dyyyying! Oh wellllls. 5 days to Valentines'! AND I DON'T HAVE A DATE AGAIN! :D Maybe you'll see me alone Dhoby/Orchard selling you pretty flowers. Buy from me okay!! (: Wooooolala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-7399739361431155325?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/7399739361431155325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=7399739361431155325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7399739361431155325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7399739361431155325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-distance-this-separation.html' title='This distance, this separation.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcwF7XcYpZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/c5iELH8BzzQ/s72-c/Distance_by_DaWuff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6857936175545258115</id><published>2007-02-07T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:45:28.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi my name is so-and-so</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcmPcAvG-iI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ovFsefCOGbg/s1600-h/Love_by_youremydisco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcmPcAvG-iI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ovFsefCOGbg/s200/Love_by_youremydisco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028708170332568098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 days to Valentines', audition, dumbass (pronounceable 'B') phone which died on me, late-night talks, 2am, 4 hours of sleep, whining, screaming, laughters, leaving stuff around, money, tests, school, whereeeeeee's the love yo'? It's only Wednesday &amp; how hectic has my day been. Pffffffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it's a bad thing anyway. At least I have something to worry about. (Doesn't the feeling of being carefree.. weird, no? Maybe I just have weird exceptions.) This week passed ever so quickly. Was dreading it like hell but it's gonna be over in no time! (: (Which also means I'm gonna get results of auditions! RRRAWWRS.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to blog about, but I love my friends. Thank you Farah for lending me your phone or I would have died by now (: I LOVEEEE YOU. &amp;amp; everyone else who tried comforting me in the morning (or even last night (: teehees.) I miss 4/9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate muscle aches &amp;amp; I need a new phoney.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6857936175545258115?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6857936175545258115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6857936175545258115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6857936175545258115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6857936175545258115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/hi-my-name-is-so-and-so.html' title='Hi my name is so-and-so'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcmPcAvG-iI/AAAAAAAAAdY/ovFsefCOGbg/s72-c/Love_by_youremydisco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-5020000109762128073</id><published>2007-02-03T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T20:54:23.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We see you as a mockery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcSFxAvG-RI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JKcBcZhk6K4/s1600-h/ahahahahah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcSFxAvG-RI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JKcBcZhk6K4/s200/ahahahahah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027290161109989650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Brendon's previous life, he was an artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well done, mister (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 16th BIRTHDAY BOLBY TAN PHUAY HAO.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, GIRLFRIEND (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-5020000109762128073?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/5020000109762128073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=5020000109762128073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5020000109762128073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5020000109762128073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-see-you-as-mockery.html' title='We see you as a mockery.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcSFxAvG-RI/AAAAAAAAAaM/JKcBcZhk6K4/s72-c/ahahahahah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-128333843295789048</id><published>2007-02-02T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:23:46.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poison Oak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcNUXQvG-QI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9xOum1wEmrI/s1600-h/--+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcNUXQvG-QI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9xOum1wEmrI/s200/--+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026954367681886466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi there Cherry tea, I miss you loadzxzxzxzza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good evening midnight dwellers.&lt;br /&gt;I had a hectic day. But it was still good (: Didn't get to meet Ryan today thanks to physio at KKH. Grrr. Stupid nurse took sooo long for my registration. Waste my time la! Psssh. Wanted to zhao physio, but couldn't. Stupid back restrained me from doing PE. Wth, I was only at my 2nd round la! Annoying. OH WE PLAYED RUGBY! :D Hahaha. I was making grass concuctions (SP?!) &amp; giving everyone grass (: YAY. I love you allllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for mass this evening. The clicking's so reeeeeeeeetarded. Make me sing wrongly. Blah. Saw Bill again (: She so cute la she. She loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee my bangs for some weird reason (: I love Billll! Walked around with Jacob at the pasar malam after church. He makes me wanna whack the shit out of people. :D Hahahha. Went to meet Stella, Rachael &amp;amp; Charlotte after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYF was goooooooooooooood. Zaoed with Leon &amp; Danny for abit, went to watch them smoke balls. HAHAHAHA. OH THEY PIERCED THEIR ! ! ! ! HAAAAAAaaaa. Bosco walks funny now (: &amp;amp; I couldn't stop hitting Danny's. So retarded please. Now that they're vulnerable, I couldn't help disturbing them the entire night (: Sorry boys! Hahahh. SAW COLIN! &amp; he messed my hair. GGGGRAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's flag day tmr. &amp;amp; hopefully I'll sleep in so people cannot call me to ask for coins. Hehehe. (STARES AT BRENDON KOH.) HEH. &amp;amp; I shall be off now before I remember what I'm supposed to bitch about. Leave it to the bitch-blog, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tmr, xo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-128333843295789048?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/128333843295789048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=128333843295789048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/128333843295789048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/128333843295789048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/poison-oak.html' title='Poison Oak.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcNUXQvG-QI/AAAAAAAAAaA/9xOum1wEmrI/s72-c/--+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-3781433337457334028</id><published>2007-02-01T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:13:40.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soft, set back and perfectly dropped.</title><content type='html'>January's over &amp; done! Hello now, Feb! I am hungry. I had a good month. Did you? (: This month ended exceptionally well. Hahahaa.  ++, I cut my own fringe! Say hello to 0 gradient again!! Rachael claims that I'm the best bangs cutter around. So Charlotte's gonna trust me to do hers :D AM I GOOD OR WHATT. (Eh Rachael, wanna cut too? :D!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had combined recess with 4/9 yesterday (YAY!) &amp; sat at some super smelly place la. The area just filled with an unbearable stench. But we had to stick to where we were anyway. No other place ): So I think my food got contaminated by the stinking dirt/shit smell behind my table. Ergh. OH. Then there were this bunch/group of people/monkeys bitching about me. (Maybe they were not, but I just like feeling guilty for things!) Then this girl, (BAAAAAAAANGALAAA) stared at me &amp;amp; laughed. SO OBVIOUS PLEASE. So I just stared back, &amp; gave her a smile so she'd feel awkward. I hope she sees this.  So she'd know what a loser she'd been. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now point your fingers &amp; laugh.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIhNLWtBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ro4i7RPiufk/s1600-h/--+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIhNLWtBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ro4i7RPiufk/s200/--+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026448763176530962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;XCHINADOLLZXXZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Chinatown after school. (I felt my Motherchina instincts so I returned to my xiang jia.. NOT.) Bought beads, jewellry stuff to make. YAYyy. Had lunch there. HOKKIEN MEE IS DAYM GOOOOOOD. Fatfatfatfatfats. I think I should stop myself from the urge of eating. Pffffft. PHOTOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIhdLWtCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/2_00HPLNfGk/s1600-h/--+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIhdLWtCI/AAAAAAAAAZM/2_00HPLNfGk/s200/--+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026448767471498274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIhtLWtDI/AAAAAAAAAZU/N6d5297hbFs/s1600-h/--+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIhtLWtDI/AAAAAAAAAZU/N6d5297hbFs/s200/--+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026448771766465586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIh9LWtEI/AAAAAAAAAZc/kI2HMeQa8Kg/s1600-h/--+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIh9LWtEI/AAAAAAAAAZc/kI2HMeQa8Kg/s200/--+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026448776061432898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIidLWtFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/YrIC2KQcWpU/s1600-h/--+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIidLWtFI/AAAAAAAAAZk/YrIC2KQcWpU/s200/--+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026448784651367506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# The shop with cool cool stuffs. CAN YOU SEE JO'S CRUTCHES?! Hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;# Your sister never tasted this good.&lt;br /&gt;# FISHY IS BACK!&lt;br /&gt;# COOL YUMMY CHECKERED COOKIES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SUPER LAZY TO UPDATE, so LATERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-3781433337457334028?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/3781433337457334028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=3781433337457334028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3781433337457334028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3781433337457334028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/02/soft-set-back-and-perfectly-dropped.html' title='Soft, set back and perfectly dropped.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RcGIhNLWtBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/ro4i7RPiufk/s72-c/--+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6578781434427466740</id><published>2007-01-30T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T17:41:27.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-B-B</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I MISS MY BANGS. SO I THINK B-BANGS IS COMING BACK TOMORROW. OR SHOULD B-BANGS BE BACK? WHY DOES THE STUPID WORLD HAVE B-BANGS NOW?! WHY. WHY. WHY. I MISS B-BANGS ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfffft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6578781434427466740?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6578781434427466740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6578781434427466740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6578781434427466740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6578781434427466740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/b-b-b.html' title='B-B-B'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-8297735845671295780</id><published>2007-01-30T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T15:44:19.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radios in heaven.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rb7zodLWtAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-u48XsWBp8o/s1600-h/radios_by_only_hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rb7zodLWtAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-u48XsWBp8o/s200/radios_by_only_hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025722110544622594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="std_font" &gt; Do they have radios in heaven?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="std_font" &gt; I hope they do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="std_font" &gt; 'Cause they're playing my song on the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="std_font" &gt; And I'm singing it to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="std_font" &gt; If they don't have radios in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="std_font" &gt; here's what I'll do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" class="std_font" &gt; I can bring my guitar when my time is up and I'll play it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all (:&lt;br /&gt;My week's getting brighter. (&amp; smellier too! Thank God there's single period of Chinese tomorrow or I'll just dieeeeeee.) Spoke to Ph after a longlong time today. &amp;amp; guess what was the subject? HAhaha! You guessed it, smarty! Join the AMClub cos you're cool like that. He plans to make a badge with a peek of our logo. (A pile of shit with the anti-smoking sign.) Oh the loveeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's super fun now. Went running with Charlotte at 6.30am today. IT WAS FREEEEZING COLD, I TELL YOU. I was smart enough to bring my hoodie (&amp; RUN WITH IT) unlike Miss C. Hahaa. When I ran past the teachers, they laughed at me. ): Pfft. I hope they freeze. Iditos. Now I'm gonna run with Charlotte every morning &amp;amp; walk home after school. LWLWLWLWLWLWLWLWLWLW is the new sexx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love recess time! Hahaha. So much bitching &amp; screaming. Samlowsweatypalms kept laughing at me for some reason! Pfft. Or was she laughing at Ari? Hahahha. RME was more fun with Renee! HAhahaa. She has no boobs. MISS RUNWAY! I hope she remembers to show Rachel the portrait I drew. Maybe, only maybe, I have a flare for art. But I highly doubt. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalaa, I CAN'T WAIT FOR SCHOOL TOMORROW (: &amp;amp; Mummy's bringing sis &amp;amp; I to Chinatown! YAY. CNY shopping, I hope! Sexxy cheongsam again! AND PEEKTURE TAKING TIME! But I just hope I don't get chased by ah gongs or ah mas when I'm trying to take my -coughartyfartycough- photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Till tomorrow, xoxo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-8297735845671295780?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/8297735845671295780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=8297735845671295780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8297735845671295780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8297735845671295780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/radios-in-heaven.html' title='Radios in heaven.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rb7zodLWtAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/-u48XsWBp8o/s72-c/radios_by_only_hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-8457757754903073231</id><published>2007-01-29T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T16:47:57.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you heard about the whore?</title><content type='html'>If I called you at 11pm last night, or screamed at you this morning, you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if you haven't, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! Outer space?! Naw kidding. You just been deaf. So here's the full story anyway! (Figured that I should just go straight to the point &amp;amp; not narrate her entire life story. Waste my time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person/situation that I'm about to blog about is no stranger. It has happened &amp; this is dejavu. (Just with different characters.) Do you remember the girl who pokes her nose into my friend's band? That they couldn't stand it they had to disband? The girl who dated 2 (or was it 3? I lost count! :D) out of 5 of the band members? The girl who got drunk &amp;amp; from what Jee said, stinks like hell? The girl who murdered herself in the mosh? (Yea, she banged into an amplifier according to.. Heh, I can't remember.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's been some emo posts on her blog lately. &amp; she apologises for that. In that particular "emo" post. (Or should I say, EMO POSE. Haaaaaaaa.) Brendon &amp;amp; I have inferred that she's in loveee. (AGAIN?! Oh yes! I thought she wasn't over that guy! WHICH?!) Hahhaa. I know his secret who he thought it was. -STARES- So last night, I found out who it was. This is how the message went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Ryan, to be honest with you, you're the one that I really like. But I know despite Linnette's character, you still love her alot. &amp; I don't wanna come between the both of you. But I just thought you should know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brace yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop here before I go on &amp;amp; things get worse. I've said more than enough &amp; to get the full-ER story, ask me on MSN (: &amp;amp; if you still don't know who the heck she is, ask me yourself :D Other than that, I hope you had fun reading about her story. She'd be famous one day. (Currently in St Gabs, St Pats &amp; last but not least, IJTP!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S, if you're wondering why I did not state her name, is due to the ignorance of herself. I know she's gonna read this somehow. So I don't want this post to be a mirror against her &amp;amp; end up committing suicide. I just wanted to save her face. IF she even have her own FACE consisting of her sense of self-dignity, righteousness, integrity &amp; modesty, instead of this girl we're all looking at now (whom we all abhore, detest, hate &amp;amp; simply cannot stand) who's cheap &amp;amp; loose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-8457757754903073231?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/8457757754903073231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=8457757754903073231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8457757754903073231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8457757754903073231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/have-you-heard-about-whore.html' title='Have you heard about the whore?'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-9000557934124206320</id><published>2007-01-28T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:40:18.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberries &amp; milk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rbx1g9LWs-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/Qs5lPC1riTA/s1600-h/sellshop+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rbx1g9LWs-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/Qs5lPC1riTA/s200/sellshop+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025020493277082594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha! I betcha can't do that on your calculator cos I'm cool like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear strawberries with milk is ultimate sexx. MMmmM. Now you nigs stop eating your dinner &amp; dig on strawberries with milk for supper cos we're cool like that! Go have yourself a mouth orgasm or be a nerd. Smack that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a total blast with my loveliests. (Word, Linnette.) Charlotte, Rachael, Stella, Bert, Jacob, Colin, Danny, Bosco, CYF homies, Rachel, Paranjothy, yadada, yadada. &amp;amp; not forgetting my favourite! (Who only clapped and self-moshed to p&amp;w songs, complaining about someone who has "his" shirt, yada.) Best thing wasss, I saw Marcus! (: I miss that bum ever since the last EU. No hug ): Hahaha. (He said he was scared cos Ryan stared at him with the "Why-the-hell-are-you-talking-to-my-gf" face. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended around 10.40, hung around &amp;amp; disturbed Jacob like hell (: HAhaha. (Sorry la, man.) Hung like monkeys even more &amp; left for home with Ryan. Bosco asked Ryan to rape me on the way home ): Idiot. Wth please. Pffft. Wouldn've reached home at all without him around. :/ Everything's dark &amp;amp; scary at night. Not. Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church with Mom &amp;amp; Therese, then to the Libary with him (: Read some funnyass book &amp; borrowed this novel called "The Art Of Murder". Seemed like a nice book anyhoo. The stupid library woman kept chasing away just cos we were reading Ripley's Believe It Or Not on the shelves. Ergh. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a good weekend. I casually forgot my homework (: Well done, Linnette! You're the genius. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MWAHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-9000557934124206320?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/9000557934124206320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=9000557934124206320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/9000557934124206320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/9000557934124206320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/strawberries-milk.html' title='Strawberries &amp; milk.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rbx1g9LWs-I/AAAAAAAAAYg/Qs5lPC1riTA/s72-c/sellshop+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-7769661808145373375</id><published>2007-01-28T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T12:40:00.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letters to God.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbwfXdLWs6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/usJ7gmbA-0I/s1600-h/--+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbwfXdLWs6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/usJ7gmbA-0I/s200/--+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024925772068336546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbwfXtLWs7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/TdlH25LMEm0/s1600-h/--+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbwfXtLWs7I/AAAAAAAAAXs/TdlH25LMEm0/s200/--+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024925776363303858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(: &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-7769661808145373375?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/7769661808145373375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=7769661808145373375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7769661808145373375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7769661808145373375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/letters-to-god.html' title='Letters to God.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbwfXdLWs6I/AAAAAAAAAXk/usJ7gmbA-0I/s72-c/--+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-2487330560008110056</id><published>2007-01-26T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T11:43:16.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lover &amp; The Liar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rbmth9LWs2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/3trRQZAbSjM/s1600-h/burp+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rbmth9LWs2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/3trRQZAbSjM/s320/burp+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024237658177975138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dearest, smile like you mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vomited twice in the morning today.  Didn't take PE in the end. Ms Tiru seemed worried. Hahaha. She probably thinks I'm bullimic or something. What the heck. If I was bullimic, I'd be skinny. But do I even look a tad bit skinny to you? Nooo. Fatshitshit. Accounts was a superbore cos I did my examples at home &amp; did finished example 3 in 10 minutes. &amp;amp; example 4 in 5. So I slept for one period &amp; Ari kept disturbing me with her funny noises &amp;amp; random amusements. Retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for 4/9 to finish &amp; was with Rachel &amp;amp; Kim all the way after school till Mom came to pick me. Funfunfun (: Followed Rachel to buy bubble tea. &amp; we saw this damn gross black cat which had a fractured foreleg. IT WAS SO GROSS, I SCREAMED. &amp;amp; the bangala stared at me. Pffffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school and looooo &amp; BEHOLDDD! Shona had a watergun &amp;amp; begun spraying Rachel. So she was running around, getting the gun, spraying everyone INCLUDING ME &amp; KIM. Pssh.  Had such a good laugh, Kim &amp;amp; I were rolling on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kim &amp; Rachel kinda made my day (: Yay. Best thing is, they're going for the Youth Rally with meeeeeeee (: So I don't have to be alone! HELLO CHER T, WHERE ARE YOU HAAAA! Wooo, yess. CYF laters! I hope there'd be more people making me happy. Then maybe I'd take back what I said about a sucky weekend :D HURH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;Plug this in so I can't hear you scream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-2487330560008110056?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/2487330560008110056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=2487330560008110056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2487330560008110056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2487330560008110056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/dearest-smile-like-you-mean-it_9564.html' title='The Lover &amp; The Liar'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Rbmth9LWs2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/3trRQZAbSjM/s72-c/burp+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-9078112854048378642</id><published>2007-01-25T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T15:47:23.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note To Self: I miss you terribly.</title><content type='html'>So school started off on a terribly sucky note. Went to see Mr Jiow early in the morning just to ask  (AGAIN!) if there were anymore vacancies left for the Perth trip. Non, baby, non. And now, I'm off to nowhere for the holidays. (Mummy says that I'd have something better in stored for me. I HOPE?! Maybe she's gonna take me somewhere! HOHO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day only brightened with 3/9'06. Skipped recess to have lessons with them in the Com Lab. When I entered they were like, "Linnnetteeeeeeeeee!!! Ariiiiiiii! LINNETTEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Couldn't help but it hit me hard. I keep seeing them at corridoors &amp; such, but when I step into class with them after 4 -ish months, I couldn't keep the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbhdUNLWs1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/eDIsF5iUEOw/s1600-h/3-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbhdUNLWs1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/eDIsF5iUEOw/s200/3-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023867986047841106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear 3/9'06, I miss all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is THURSDAY! Which means TGIFT! :D Woooooooooooooooooooooo. Now I'm so used to Mum picking me up after school. I think I'm getting farr too pampered. Oh wells. Princess life is the life for meeeeee! Yoo-hooo-yoo-hoooo, a princess life for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Rachel Thong, where is my letter?! Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sellshop.blogspot has been updated &amp; I'm running out of business. ): PFFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall asleep with the windows open&lt;br /&gt;Follow me when the worst is said &amp; done&lt;br /&gt;So close your eyes and see me&lt;br /&gt;A little death makes life more meaningful&lt;br /&gt;But it's still a little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-9078112854048378642?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/9078112854048378642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=9078112854048378642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/9078112854048378642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/9078112854048378642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/note-to-self-i-miss-you-terribly.html' title='Note To Self: I miss you terribly.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbhdUNLWs1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/eDIsF5iUEOw/s72-c/3-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-5553977299709842674</id><published>2007-01-24T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T15:47:32.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devotion &amp; Desire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbcKS9LWsrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/2eX7QY2FSNE/s1600-h/love_hides_all_sins_by_horrificbeauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbcKS9LWsrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/2eX7QY2FSNE/s200/love_hides_all_sins_by_horrificbeauty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023495230131188402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello blogger &amp; readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I feel like pulling my hair out &amp;amp; smacking myself. I need a wake up call. (Rachel, Cher &amp; Kim should know why. :/) This alien feeling that hits me now is not usual, nor is it in any way pleasant. Maybe sometimes I just think too much. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, TGTITSTNDIF. Have you forgotten what it meannnttt?! Thank God Tomorrow Is Thursday So The Next Day Is Friday! :D Friday = Ryan = CYF = Weekends = YOUTH RALLY! = err, fun?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to wonder why I look forward to the weekends anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to school this morning, blasting Screamo from my PSP. My classmates probably think I'm crazy. Oh, whatever. Hahaah. It's funshit. &amp;amp; they're gonna get influenced! There're already so many emokids in class. Like ARI. &amp; RACHEL &amp;amp; DAYNA! Tsk. Terrible kids. Screamo is bad for you. Death metal is sexx. :D HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was good today. Had SS test &amp; I studied 5 mins before it. &amp;amp; I STILL REMEMBER THE POINTS! What are the challenges faced by a newly independant state? (I forgot to add in front that I was gonna use Singapore as an example. Pfft.) Stable government, soverignty (SP?!), economic challenges, social cohesion &amp; national identity. (I forgot to add National identity. ):) So maybe 5 mins wasn't enough. Ah wells. I'm always amused by lengthy answers. I wonder if my classmates had their textbooks under their tables during the test. Or maybe writing just isn't my cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts was as usual. Double entryy! Like finally, we get to draw ledgers. Theory. Is. So. Boring. I'm surprised I still remember everything. Plus plus, minus minus.  Yay Linnette! I still don't understand why you failed your exams. Pfft. No going into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much after that. Double chinese which was a total b.o.r.e. Then PC which was a waste of time. &amp; so is Assembly. Some sports day shit. You know, I never bother during sports day. I just go &amp;amp; fufil my day. The last time I went for sports day (which was 2 years ago.. or 3..) my sister fractured her elbow. So now, I've this phobia of running/watching people run. Amen. Last year during sports day, Mom treated my sis &amp; me to lunch at Shangri La's The Line. Oh yummy shit.&lt;br /&gt;MUMM. This year again, pleaseeee? (: Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Designed the class t-shirt in 1 hour yesterday. I must say it was quite prettyful! Hahaha. But I guess its not quite done. Still lots of things to add. NAMES! Haha. There's one part of it with a skull. That represents Arianna (: HAHA. Emokiddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm kinda grounded cos I've been a bad girl. &amp;amp; it sucks. Mom comes to pick me up everyday after school la. How much shit is that? &gt;:( Blah. Let's pray I pass so well for a class test, sholve it in her face &amp; smell freedom. Yeah baby. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA. I might be going to Perth. Not London anymore. Apparently, goddamn teachers close all applications from 3/7 &amp;amp; 3/8. Bitch. (Sorry Bren! I can still pack you in for Perth if you wanna! :D) Ah wells, better than nothing. I just can't waitttt. For Adventure Camp (again) &amp; Perth! I'll just die during the night walk for AC. Pffft. God save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for having a bad day &amp;amp; ending up with a longgg post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time,&lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-5553977299709842674?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/5553977299709842674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=5553977299709842674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5553977299709842674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5553977299709842674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/devotion-desire.html' title='Devotion &amp; Desire.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbcKS9LWsrI/AAAAAAAAAU0/2eX7QY2FSNE/s72-c/love_hides_all_sins_by_horrificbeauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4804019244511992354</id><published>2007-01-23T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T16:14:14.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOBB.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbXDo9LWshI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KCehTXZCj7Q/s1600-h/sellshop+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbXDo9LWshI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KCehTXZCj7Q/s200/sellshop+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023136067786027538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone say 'HI' to BOB!&lt;br /&gt;Bob is my angsty face plaster who's emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4804019244511992354?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4804019244511992354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4804019244511992354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4804019244511992354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4804019244511992354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/bobb.html' title='BOBB.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbXDo9LWshI/AAAAAAAAAS4/KCehTXZCj7Q/s72-c/sellshop+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-7207956840135114464</id><published>2007-01-22T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T18:19:12.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hathaway Lane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbSOIkBVEWI/AAAAAAAAASY/-GUEqL3ayko/s1600-h/Definitely_In_Love_by_Teerk.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbSOIkBVEWI/AAAAAAAAASY/-GUEqL3ayko/s320/Definitely_In_Love_by_Teerk.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022795762184294754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has chased my Monday blues away. Barely any idea what the heck it is, but it must be good. It must be something wonderful (: Thank you, whatever-it-is or whoever-you-are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lesson was fucking dumb today. I don't wanna say why. Hahahaha. I shall be nice &amp; save the faces of the.. Ahem, nevermind. Hahaha. OH. I don't think I'm going to Perth anymore. Which also means.. London?! :D I HOPE, I HOPE. &lt;s&gt;(Psssst, then I get to pierce my lip again &amp;amp; get it seasoned by the time I come back. Hehe!)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sellshop.blogspot has been opened for 3 days &amp; I've already made some business! (: Closed some purchases for today. 18$ for 2 tops, that's a fucking steal okay. So dooooo go to sellshop.blogspot &amp;amp; buy stuff!! :D Or at least, be nice &amp; advertise for me. Hehe. I've yet to meet Priss to pass her stuff &amp;amp; Ryan too. Hahaha. Ryan bought the UNEARTH shirt. Whattheheckkkk. GO GO, advertise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An-hee-wayyy, I loveee my new layout. Hahahaa. :D GO LINN. Now go do Brendon's &amp;amp; the class shirt! Pfffft. I need to study + lose weight. I am fat. Grrraaahhhs. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think I'm damn fat larr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-7207956840135114464?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/7207956840135114464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=7207956840135114464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7207956840135114464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7207956840135114464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/hathaway-lane.html' title='Hathaway Lane.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RbSOIkBVEWI/AAAAAAAAASY/-GUEqL3ayko/s72-c/Definitely_In_Love_by_Teerk.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-484586522648827407</id><published>2007-01-20T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T20:26:49.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was Beauty that killed the Beast.</title><content type='html'>I feel much better after that dreadful day. For some reason, I'm smiling (: So I've packed my messy closet &amp; pick out stuff that I either can't fit anymore or never wore. I officially cannot wear L &amp;amp; size 12s anymore. -&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;- :D Good job, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Linnette&lt;/span&gt;! Now it's to size 8. Way to &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;goooo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm selling my stuff @&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://sellshop.blogspot.com"&gt;HTTP://SELLSHOP.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me go advertise please, thank you (: Prices arn't fixed (but they're set at good value cos they're all branded stuff!!) so I allow bargains. If reasonable. :D Ohh, I'm selling band shirts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained soooooo heavily today. &amp; church was sooo cold la. The moment I stepped into church, I was freeezing. Saw Bosco, Danny &amp;amp; Colin today! (: Haven't seen Danny&amp; Colin in a longlong while. So it was good. Jacob kept staring at me during commuinion &amp;amp; giving me that look. Pffft. Thanks ah boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigass thanks to Justin for lending me his jacket just before mass started (: Without it, I could've died. THANK YOU, BOY. I owe you big one. Bigbig one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to &lt;3 CYF for some reason. &amp; I'll be sticking to both no matter what dad says. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;XOXO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-484586522648827407?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/484586522648827407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=484586522648827407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/484586522648827407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/484586522648827407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-was-beauty-that-killed-beast.html' title='It was Beauty that killed the Beast.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-1719950012907778432</id><published>2007-01-20T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:53:17.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there when your heart stops beating.</title><content type='html'>So much for this week being the best week ever since the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder where you are. Sometimes I wonder what's in your head. Sometimes I think your talk is cheap. You never really showed me love anyway. Did you? Hello, I need some attention. Phone calls unanswered without return calls. I hope I didn't get the wrong number. Perhaps you don't know how it's like to be alone, perhaps your young mind cannot &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;comprehend&lt;/span&gt;, perhaps Maturity only is your &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;acquaintance&lt;/span&gt;. Perhaps I'm better off alone anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day either you or I would run away. If either one of us run away now, &lt;span class="std_font"&gt;will we come back around? And if you ran away, I'd still wave goodbye, watching you shine bright. Because you shine brighter than anyone does. Maybe if my heart stops beating, it won't hurt this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll confess that I can be a little selfish, and I'll admit that I don't want you to help me through this, I don't want to start over again. Everything would be dejavu &amp; I'd be vulnerable. It'll end, everything, all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Where can I turn? Cause I need something more. Surrounded by uncertainty, I'm so unsure. Tell me why I feel so alone. I need to know to whom do I owe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;. I thought that we'd make it, because you said that we'd make it through. And when all security fails, will you be there to help me through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;Speak up, dear, cos I can't hear you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-1719950012907778432?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/1719950012907778432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=1719950012907778432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1719950012907778432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1719950012907778432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/ill-be-there-when-your-heart-stops_6860.html' title='I&apos;ll be there when your heart stops beating.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-3176790616241499523</id><published>2007-01-19T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:08:12.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind me lies another fallen soldier.</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fat &amp; Pink Lemonade Snapple makes you fart like hell.&lt;br /&gt;I am fat &amp;amp; I just killed a fly.&lt;br /&gt;I am fat &amp; I wanna change my layout.&lt;br /&gt;I am fat &amp;amp; school should just die.&lt;br /&gt;I am fat &amp; I didn't have a good TGIF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-3176790616241499523?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/3176790616241499523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=3176790616241499523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3176790616241499523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3176790616241499523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/behind-me-lies-another-fallen-soldier.html' title='Behind me lies another fallen soldier.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4086184442472011519</id><published>2007-01-17T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:31:43.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hi Linnette, you smell damn nice."</title><content type='html'>Thank you Charlotte, Dayna, Stella, Ari, Bryane, etcetc for saying that more than once today (: Even before I said hi to anyone in the morning, Charlotte looked up from doing her hmwk &amp; said that she can smell me. Psssssssh. Do I smell that strong? Hahaha. Bathe in the morning. It's good for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have looooots to blog about today! :D Oh, &amp;amp; before I go onnnnnnnnnnnnn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy birthday, Betris! You turn 15!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nownow, you little bitches stop sniggering. Hahaha. SOOOOOOOOOO, school today was oh-kay. Besides the first two double periods of SS, 3 periods of Accounts &amp; double Chinese. Company with 4/9 for recess was fun (: GOSSIP + BITCHINGGG. About you-know-who &amp;amp; you-know-what. Fuck bunny. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO-TAKING. I hope/pray/wish I don't look fat/ugly/fugly/round/weird. ): I swear the uncle was a chee-koh. Hahaha. He made us raise our legs for the fun shot. Like, wtf? SRSLY MAAAAN. I can't wait to see the photos! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly was bullshit. Hahaha. Played some silly Who Wants To Be A Millionaire with school-rules-related questions. Like, "What is the latest time you should reach school?" &amp; "What colour brassiers are you supposed to wear?" 3/8 wonnn! (: WOOOO. I'm starting to love my class for some reason. &amp;amp; it's a good thing. Remember how I started out? Haaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to World Of Sports with Cher cos she wanted to buy swimming costume. Haha. She's finally learning to swim! So she'll stop whining when we go into the water when tanning :D YAY! TANNING SOON PLEASE. Or I'll just die from feeling over-fair. That's sad ): Someone date me out to tanning pleassssssssssseeeeeeeee. I.Beg.You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOH. Phuay Hao msged me during class today! That made me happy! Haven't heard from that bum for aaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggges &amp; I'm missing him. ): Have fun at class mofo! &amp;amp; stop slacking during free periods! No-good. HAHA! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school with BESTIE! I was late. Ooopsie. Met him at Novena &amp; didn't know what to eat despite feeling soooooooo hungry. We took like forever to choose a place to eat. We went from going ini-mani-mini-moe to Wheel of Fortune just to choose where to eat. How fun. So after much walking &amp;amp; contemplation, we went over to United Square for Subway. AGAIN. Everytime I go for lunch with Bestie, its always Subway! &amp; he paid for me again. Nowwww I'm sooooooo full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toys'R'Us after that! Bought some Spongebob Invitation cards for his party which is sooooon! SO EXCITING PLEASE. Wooooooo. Hung around around, wasted more time, wanted to go to church, but went home instead. Walked back to the MRT &amp;amp; leffttt! WOO. Thanks for the hug bestie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 my Bestie like, tooooooootally, homie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH. Let me leave you with this. Something my 7-year-old sister wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ra3oGEBVD1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/pM6bGVrtZa4/s1600-h/therese-did-this.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ra3oGEBVD1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/pM6bGVrtZa4/s200/therese-did-this.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020924350444146514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Click for a larger view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you can't see what it's saying due to the extreme child-like handwriting &amp; spelling errors. This owns &amp;amp; its just too bad that you're blind. Try wearing your specs. It'll work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the rest of the week (: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TGTITSTNDIF again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XX, muuahs (:&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/20397496-4086184442472011519?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4086184442472011519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4086184442472011519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4086184442472011519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4086184442472011519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-linnette-you-smell-damn-nice.html' title='&quot;Hi Linnette, you smell damn nice.&quot;'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ra3oGEBVD1I/AAAAAAAAAMY/pM6bGVrtZa4/s72-c/therese-did-this.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-822524113748291842</id><published>2007-01-16T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:03:36.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>By my own design, I fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RayILEBVD0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/STyLCciQeBQ/s1600-h/Arlene_by_aliska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RayILEBVD0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/STyLCciQeBQ/s200/Arlene_by_aliska.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020537408250515266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello everyone! Before I start,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 19th WEDDING ANNIVERSARY,&lt;br /&gt;MOM &amp; DAD! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a frigging good day today (: Despite having this pesky little bitch who's annoying the total bullshit out of me. Pfffft. Ryan knows which cheapassgigloslut I'm talking about! HAAAA. I swear, none of you would guess who. NUH-UH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was yippi-yi-yi-eye fun! :D Chinese was just bullshit. Laoshi asked me to keep the class quiet but I ended up sleeping (: So I hope the class was quiet. HAHA. If not, too badd! Math was classic. Miss Chong said I was uttering rubbish when instead, my words were just Mathematically, grammatically wrong. Get me? Ahh. Recess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RME was THE BOMBB! We started singing hymns &amp;amp; pw songs (: Damn fun laa. HAhahahaa. &amp; I knew like 48 out of 50 of the songs that were said. AM I GOOD, OR WHAAAAAAAAAT. Got like, super high after that laa. Hahahaa. NO I WASN'T DRUNK. Was just suppppper high! :D Kept singing during English class too. Until I got REALLY tired. Hahaha. So I got hyped up again at Geog lesson in the com lab (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading the Geog research stuff like some CNA correspondent reporting from China/Shanghai/Taipei, etc. It was damn fun please. HAAA! Then when I was halfway reading, Mr Jiow came in. :/ SO EMBARRASSING PLEASE! OHOH. JOKES TIME! Hahahahahaha. Everyone was rolling on the floor. Guess who was telling the jokes? ME! :D HEEEEEEEEEEEee. Daaaa bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was fruitful (: Went alllllllllllllllll the way to Kembangan for someone. Then cabbed home cos I was lazy &amp;amp; WAS MADE TO. Now I'm home &amp; Imma go get ready to go to church sooon (: YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH WITH BRYANE MY BFF TMR! SHOPPING WITH MY LOVERBOY, ZOE ON THURS! OH YEAAAAAAAAAA (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;xo, homies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-822524113748291842?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/822524113748291842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=822524113748291842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/822524113748291842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/822524113748291842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/by-my-own-design-i-fall.html' title='By my own design, I fall.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RayILEBVD0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/STyLCciQeBQ/s72-c/Arlene_by_aliska.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-1497210078539368064</id><published>2007-01-14T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:03:13.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ran-2EBVDzI/AAAAAAAAALw/OOkJX-pWhgs/s1600-h/london.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ran-2EBVDzI/AAAAAAAAALw/OOkJX-pWhgs/s200/london.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019823464426835762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ran-eUBVDwI/AAAAAAAAALY/JWw1vmvN8vo/s1600-h/perth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ran-eUBVDwI/AAAAAAAAALY/JWw1vmvN8vo/s200/perth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019823056404942594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or Perth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ran-eUBVDxI/AAAAAAAAALg/6tlxUJy6nsc/s1600-h/200400398-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ran-eUBVDxI/AAAAAAAAALg/6tlxUJy6nsc/s200/200400398-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019823056404942610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Dance Theater, Singapore Ballet Academy or Dance Arts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-1497210078539368064?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/1497210078539368064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=1497210078539368064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1497210078539368064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1497210078539368064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/london-or-perth-singapore-dance-theater.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/Ran-2EBVDzI/AAAAAAAAALw/OOkJX-pWhgs/s72-c/london.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-5294153217012266560</id><published>2007-01-14T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T09:57:37.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to a kiss.</title><content type='html'>Morrrrrning, blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having one helluva fucked up weekend. Are you? Don't you think lovers come &amp; go? Don't you think you ought to be forgotten one day? Haven't your Mother told you that to love is to die/cry? It's about time you listen to her, take caution &amp;amp; stay away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE month to 14th Feburary, Valentines' Day.&lt;br /&gt;FUCKITFUCKITFUCKIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;If you hear a song that grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;From my tender sentimental woes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;That was my heart trying to compose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;A prelude to a kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-5294153217012266560?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/5294153217012266560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=5294153217012266560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5294153217012266560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5294153217012266560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/prelude-to-kiss.html' title='Prelude to a kiss.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-7706067227403808600</id><published>2007-01-13T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T09:35:27.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>t-t-t-t-t-tass-ty-tasssssssssty.</title><content type='html'>Outrage, annoyance, pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PFFFFT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-7706067227403808600?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/7706067227403808600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=7706067227403808600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7706067227403808600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7706067227403808600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/t-t-t-t-t-tass-ty-tasssssssssty.html' title='t-t-t-t-t-tass-ty-tasssssssssty.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4388191285466835315</id><published>2007-01-13T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T11:36:52.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please understand, this isn't just goodbye. This is "I can't stand you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RahI9kBVDuI/AAAAAAAAALA/N4sYzHK2h0w/s1600-h/--+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RahI9kBVDuI/AAAAAAAAALA/N4sYzHK2h0w/s200/--+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019342007182888674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Friday come &amp; gone, it's the weeekennnnddds! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was funfun. Half the time in school, I was looking at the clock, hoping that time would pass faster. It just HAD to rain 35 minutes before school ended. So I prayed &amp;amp; prayed that the rain was just a shower &amp; that it was gonna stop soon. Reeeeeaaaaaal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only got worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met 4/9 after lessons &amp;amp; waited for the rain to stop. It never did. So called Ryan &amp; asked him to look for Chai &amp;amp; both of them were to come get all 5 of us, Princesses :D Cher &amp; I were thinking of weird situations if we get into the wrong cabs with different boyfriends inside. Haaa. Damn funny please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeevan came, went to lunch at Long Johns. Took ten years to finish my food. Damn full laaaaaa. In the end, Ryan had to finish that tiiiiny bittof fish for me. :D Completed my Phys homework in 5 minutes &amp;amp; left for Novena cos we still had time. Cher &amp; Adrian left, so did Thongs. Walked around, Toys'R'us!! :D Ryan the Smartestest lost my file. Psssssssh. Then Ryan &amp;amp; I went to church while Jee &amp; Kim did their scandalous stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refused to leave the church cos it was stillllll raining. &gt;:( So annoying please. &amp;amp; I refused to leave cos I didn't wanna get wet again. Then I saw Clara &amp; she made me go for CYF. So I diddd. Then Ryan left ): &amp;amp; Cher &amp; Betrice, Bert, Lester were in church. WAS at CYF in the end. Session was OH-KAY. Charlotte &amp;amp; Stella were there tooo (: OH! I FORGOT TO EAT MY DINNER AGAIN! Hahahaha. Genius. Ended around 10 &amp; Dad came to pick me up. SOOOOOPAAAH tired. Slept at 1am &amp;amp; here I am againnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Ryan sooooooooooon! I wanna take peeeeektures. I wanna go shoooopping. I need a new wardrobe. &amp; IT'S 7 months and 30 days till sssssssssssssssweet 16th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are red&lt;br /&gt;Some diamonds are blue&lt;br /&gt;Chivalry is dead&lt;br /&gt;But you're still kinda cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;XO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4388191285466835315?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4388191285466835315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4388191285466835315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4388191285466835315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4388191285466835315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/please-understand-this-isnt-just.html' title='Please understand, this isn&apos;t just goodbye. This is &quot;I can&apos;t stand you.&quot;'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RahI9kBVDuI/AAAAAAAAALA/N4sYzHK2h0w/s72-c/--+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6112597123073022650</id><published>2007-01-11T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T15:32:49.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thug love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaXifkBVDsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/FXVlSo6n0bc/s1600-h/--+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaXifkBVDsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/FXVlSo6n0bc/s200/--+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018666391647358658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Photo by: Yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S./ The uncle almost got my back after he found out that I was taking a picture of him. Hahaha. He should be honoured when he sees this. I wonder if he has a computer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's THURSDAY &amp; the abbreviation gets shorter! TGTIF! (Thank God Tommorrow Is Friday)&lt;br /&gt;School was fun today (: NO ASSEMBLY! So I didn't have to see that Miss-I-Look-Like-A-Mr-&amp;amp;-A-Dean-Of-The-School-With-Bad-Breath in the morning! I swear my belt is soooooo high now. BAH. Then it was recess with Caroline, Hannah &amp; Ari. :D YAY. Hannah &amp;amp; I were retards screaming in the canteen from store to store. "WHAT YOU WANT?!", "BAK CHOR MEE!!", "WHAT?!" (I'm always the one with hearing-impared :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to add to the joy, it rained so heavily! :D So I walk out of school with Charlotte, Marianne, Stella &amp;amp; Dayna. Waited for 59 with Stella &amp; Dayna &amp;amp; CHER! &amp; had a little LITTTTLE fun walking in the rain on the way home (: Rain makes me happy! Now I need jellybeans. MMMMMmmM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; All the city streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The people look the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I can see your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And I can hear your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6112597123073022650?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6112597123073022650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6112597123073022650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6112597123073022650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6112597123073022650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/thug-love.html' title='Thug love.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaXifkBVDsI/AAAAAAAAAKs/FXVlSo6n0bc/s72-c/--+091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4741274906789685487</id><published>2007-01-10T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T19:15:52.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearly Demented,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaTHKUBVDrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/c8yjTv2v3aA/s1600-h/Chalet-071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaTHKUBVDrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/c8yjTv2v3aA/s200/Chalet-071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018354864784477874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello amigos.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a tad bit nice to fall sick at the start of the year, because I don't like it that way. Oh where, oh where has my '06 gone? Blah. I want more parties &amp; outings because I like it that wayyy. I desperately need to go tanning. (CHER? KIM? ZOE? HANNAH? MARIANNE? CHARLOTTE? ANYONE?!) I desperately need to go shopping. (MEL? CASS? CHER? KIM? ANYONE?!) I desperately need to play mahjong. (BRENDON? ANYONE?!) &amp;amp; I desperately need to study. (LINNETTE?!?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got bloody scolded by Miss-I-Look-Like-A-Mr-&amp;-A-Dean-Of-The-School-With-Bad-Breath for my uniform when my belt was SKY HIGH &amp;amp; hair in my face. (I like to be emo, CANNOT AH?!) &amp; she made me cryy. ): What the hell. I think I cry too easily. (Eat your guts, woman!) Pffffft. SO ANNOYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But apart from that, today was fadfadfad! Thanks to 3/9'06! Finnnaalllly got to sit with them during recess time &amp;amp; chat for abit. Regular updates (Kim, I'm still ignoring you :D)  &amp; gossips! &amp;amp; LOTSA LOTSA LUURRVE. Ohoh! Then I thought I lost my schoolbag. So I ran around the whole canteen, screaming. Haaaa. But it was on the floor in the end (: (That blasted mafio who put my.. Not mine, Brendon's.. bag on the dang dirty canteen floor. Screw your moofoo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGTITSTNDIF! (Thank God Tommorrw Is Thursday So The Next Day Is Friday!)&lt;br /&gt;Weekends, weekends, I'm calllling! OOH. I hope I get selected for the Literature trip to UK or the Geography trip to Perth. Get me out of HEREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeee. So hot. &amp; stuffy. Pssssh. SCREW THE WEATHER! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;XOXOXO。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4741274906789685487?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4741274906789685487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4741274906789685487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4741274906789685487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4741274906789685487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/dearly-demented.html' title='Dearly Demented,'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaTHKUBVDrI/AAAAAAAAAKg/c8yjTv2v3aA/s72-c/Chalet-071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-7772460809614919599</id><published>2007-01-08T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:31:06.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you like my stupid hair?</title><content type='html'>Hello .&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blogspot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I made a new friend from old. You know what it means? Like, you know that person, but you just don't know? Yeah. How queer. His name is Justin &amp; he thinks I'm really weird. I wonder how he knew I existed. I thought I was the most anti-social-freak-who-falls-in-and-&lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;camouflages&lt;/span&gt;-in-any-background person. Try harder. He doesn't have a date for Valentine's Day. He's one sad boy. &amp;amp; I don't wanna do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaochao (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-7772460809614919599?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/7772460809614919599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=7772460809614919599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7772460809614919599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7772460809614919599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/do-you-like-my-stupid-hair.html' title='Do you like my stupid hair?'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-5738914488554722745</id><published>2007-01-08T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T16:47:11.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're cute when you scream.</title><content type='html'>Hello all. I had a good weekend. Did you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fat now thanks to the festive season &amp; parties. It's kinda late to say but who the hell cares. I aim to be at 35 kg by the end of this year. Haha. I joke, I joke a lot. I need a sponsor for liposuction &amp;amp; a nose job. I hate my nose. It's so.. Ergh. I want a new nose. &amp; a new body. What the hell. I need to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was Char's birthday &amp;amp; celebration calls for all Jan babies. Had a chalet at NTUC Downtown east &amp; was incorrigibly crowded on the 6th day of New Year's Saturday night. How queer people are. Every chalet occupied had BBQ pits on fire, I swear. We had yuuummmy food! :D I didn't drink! Left around 12 &amp;amp; Gerard sent us home. Ahmagawd. I almose died please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are SOME photos, will upload the rest soon! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDk82AbnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/L5vkS4WHc2c/s1600-h/Chalet-082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDk82AbnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/L5vkS4WHc2c/s320/Chalet-082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017576868186975858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDk82AboI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tfelHCPljBw/s1600-h/Chalet+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDk82AboI/AAAAAAAAAJE/tfelHCPljBw/s320/Chalet+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017576868186975874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDk82AbpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F9cSPPoYRgY/s1600-h/Chalet+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDk82AbpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F9cSPPoYRgY/s320/Chalet+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017576868186975890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDlM2AbqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yTJPxkHf01M/s1600-h/Chalet+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDlM2AbqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/yTJPxkHf01M/s320/Chalet+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017576872481943202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDlM2AbrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-MsI35zzxJs/s1600-h/Chalet+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDlM2AbrI/AAAAAAAAAJc/-MsI35zzxJs/s320/Chalet+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017576872481943218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIAZM2AbiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/V4YQLhCz8pE/s1600-h/Chalet+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIAZM2AbiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/V4YQLhCz8pE/s320/Chalet+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017573367788629538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cass &lt;s&gt;looks&lt;/s&gt; is drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIAZc2AbjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/awfwbl5j9dw/s1600-h/Chalet+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIAZc2AbjI/AAAAAAAAAIc/awfwbl5j9dw/s320/Chalet+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017573372083596850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Jan babies, Lionel, Shirlene, Charlene &amp; Shaun (Audrey's misssinggg!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIAZc2AblI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vIgOOMT8UCM/s1600-h/Chalet+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIAZc2AblI/AAAAAAAAAIs/vIgOOMT8UCM/s320/Chalet+085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017573372083596882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaH_tM2AbhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-mrKsRBdQ_s/s1600-h/Chalet+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaH_tM2AbhI/AAAAAAAAAIM/-mrKsRBdQ_s/s320/Chalet+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017572611874385426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car-ride &amp; dinner last night at Serangoon Country Club's Jumbo. Yummy food, terribly evil. Therese was being soooo annoying too. Oh wells :D Kids now a days.. Everyone's getting older, but she's just getting more annoying day by day. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of getting older.. It's sweet 16th this year! I want a huge huge huge party, like party-of-the-year kind. Wooooo! Suggestions? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaH_sc2AbdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Qx5IQta94jU/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaH_sc2AbdI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Qx5IQta94jU/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017572598989483474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaH_ss2AbeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nc-u3hn0Nyk/s1600-h/_-041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaH_ss2AbeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/nc-u3hn0Nyk/s320/_-041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017572603284450786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was so sad today. :/ Ari didn't come to school so I was alone. Thank you Charlotte for sitting with me during lessons so I wouldn't be a loner! :D I made new friends &amp; people spoke to me today! Omggg. I still feel like an alien. Haaaaa. Saw 3/9'06 at Accounts today, couldn't help jumping up &amp;amp; down like a retard :D I LOVEEEEE 3/9'06 please. (: Wheeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to school tomorrow so it'll be friday again! Then I get to see Ryan again! YAAAAYY. Now some bum is playing golf. Rich man's son. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeks. ON THE LAST DAY OF CHRISTMAS MY TRUE LOVE GAVE TO ME, A GREY STUSSY TOP WITH GLITTER! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happy today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-5738914488554722745?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/5738914488554722745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=5738914488554722745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5738914488554722745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5738914488554722745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/youre-cute-when-you-scream.html' title='You&apos;re cute when you scream.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RaIDk82AbnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/L5vkS4WHc2c/s72-c/Chalet-082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6126737201062527618</id><published>2007-01-06T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T12:30:37.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZ8lkM2AbcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/bg3Vo_zUuys/s1600-h/Praying_for_Rain_by_Crimson_Shirou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZ8lkM2AbcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/bg3Vo_zUuys/s320/Praying_for_Rain_by_Crimson_Shirou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016769813767286210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear Lord, please send me an Angel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear Angel, please wipe away my tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6126737201062527618?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6126737201062527618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6126737201062527618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6126737201062527618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6126737201062527618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/dear-lord-please-send-me-angel.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZ8lkM2AbcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/bg3Vo_zUuys/s72-c/Praying_for_Rain_by_Crimson_Shirou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6654950977079739999</id><published>2007-01-05T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:08:41.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To all my friends, I'd die for you.</title><content type='html'>Hello you coolioxz.&lt;br /&gt;My bad for the EXTREME lack of posts due to the start of school &amp; piles of homework. (Including the ones I give myself. Yes, I give myself homework.) First 3 days of school &amp;amp; homework is already in. Oh how I can't wait for the next 3 weeks &amp; months. Suckass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 3/8 was just as about as bad as I thought it would be. Very mixed indeed. So I decided to be anti-social. What's new! (Well, it's not to everyyyone) So there's Stella who has funky hair &amp;amp; thinks that Cold Storage is the most expensive Departmental (Note: Departmental) Store in Singapore, owned by a rich ang moh. Simply genius. Then there's Charlotte whom I already know (: (Thank God.) Then there's Lydia (SP?!) who laughs at almost everything I say &amp; is really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 3 people out of 35. Well done, Linnette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss 3/9'06. How all of us somehow cliqued together miraculously-so-quickly. &amp;amp; it really hits me when I see them in classes, along the corridoor, during recesses, assembly in the morning &amp; even during their PE. &amp;amp; all I do when I see them is sit at a distance reminisce of the past year. How time was wasted &amp; how this distance between us came about. 3/9, thank you for the best memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally uploaded two albums of photos taken during &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/8319848/3948321500"&gt;Christmas&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/8319848/3948022304"&gt;New Year&lt;/a&gt;. So, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6654950977079739999?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6654950977079739999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6654950977079739999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6654950977079739999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6654950977079739999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-all-my-friends-id-die-for-you.html' title='To all my friends, I&apos;d die for you.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-5065723582371550410</id><published>2007-01-01T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:49:38.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, '07!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZj4Vh2f3JI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pN0BZG4ckaM/s1600-h/--+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZj4Vh2f3JI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pN0BZG4ckaM/s200/--+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015031233824939154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZj4XB2f3KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Wwf-CTwSWWM/s1600-h/--+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZj4XB2f3KI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Wwf-CTwSWWM/s200/--+130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015031259594742946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the bomb while Marianne witnessed some first-hand making out sessions by this weird couple somewhere. Haha. It's between the three. The first person who wished Ryan &amp; HUGGED him was my Mom. Hahahahaha. Now that's just some random/weird facts to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To begin, I shall list my new year resolutions in many pixles, (&amp;amp; hopefullly keep to it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# Ryannnn (: # I am still always Princess! Hehe. # Lose weight # Save money # Not cut my hair for the next 2 years # Stop failing, mug, be good in school # Do all my homework # Be less bitchy. (That. Is. Humanly. Impossible. O. M. G.) # Don't break anyone's heart # Not screw up solos anymore# Go for weekday masses &amp; sing # Continue singing, work for more solos! # Do ballet/ballroom # Shop at least once a week # Tan at least twice a month # Be nice to everyone including those I detest # Have the best Sweet16 party, EVER # Start practicing guitar # Stop cabbing # Find more resolutions that arn't so shallow. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to start the New Year, I HAD to cut my hair for some reason. Aunt had to called the guy down just to open his shop to cut my hair. I guess I'm quite satistfied with it? I've been wanting that Aeon Flux hair since ever. &amp;amp; the guy at KOSE had to screw it up. (Ok Linnette, no bitching on the first day, thank you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More shopping tomorrow for me tomorrow with Marianne &amp;amp; Mummy! :D For now, I have a fuckload of photos to upload.. SO... LATERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-5065723582371550410?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/5065723582371550410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=5065723582371550410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5065723582371550410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5065723582371550410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-07.html' title='Hello, &apos;07!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZj4Vh2f3JI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pN0BZG4ckaM/s72-c/--+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-8171134347561507898</id><published>2006-12-31T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T16:14:21.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you, 2006.</title><content type='html'>This is the last post of 2006 so I shall write a detailed-yet-enough-to-summarize-the-year long entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 had been a blast despite having time passing expeditiously. What's good times without bad, &amp; vice verser? This year was rojak - a total mixture of emotions, love, friendship, family, studies, so on so fourth. But without taking things (which are not in my piority) with a pinch of salt, I wouldn've came out of 2006 in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like everyone else, I shall post up a here an I'm-so-thankful heroic list with 4+1 groups of people.&lt;br /&gt;3/9'06 &amp;amp; Mr Stanley - Thongs, Cheryl, Kim, Zoe my loverboy, Hannah, Nurul, Michelle, Joanne &amp; Lavania, all of you gave going to school a new name. You girls were the reason I went to school. Michelle, with you leaving so abruptly, thank you for the times we had. I miss you &amp;amp; please come back soon! To the rest of you, who'd know that 2 years would narrow down to one. Thank you for being a part of me. &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Usuals, aka The Band, aka ex-BA - Brendon, Phuay Hao, Gabriel, Gareth, Jeevan, Savin &amp; Anthony. Thank you for making my 15th year the best with a blast at the party. "Fun" was in escatsy with you guys around. Looks like PH &amp;amp; I got stuck behind in acedemic hell. So to the rest of you, I'll miss you. (While you are mugging for O's) Let's burn down something beautiful, together we'll commit the perfect crime. Love, always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLVC+BHEEMBOCLIQUE - Cass, Mel, Nat, Nat, Sam, Yenyen, Cynthia, Charlene, Marg, Gabriel, James, 5 amigos, Angie Godma &amp; the Couple aka Mark &amp;amp; Audrey. Hands down, no deception, you all are the best for all 8 years of choir.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mindchamps/EU - Stephy, Shannon, Liwen, Shih Han, Nat, Timo, Weikai, etc etc etc.. All of you have been a part of me this entire year &amp; will always be. Once an assist, alwayyyys an assist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The +1, Ryan Goh Rui Wen (: 5 words, baby. (Wait.. Maybe 8.) Love will keep us alive. I&lt;br /&gt; LOVE YOU. &lt;33 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You're thinking.. Ungrateful BRAT! What about your parents, sibilings, family, AND GOD?! You see, it's pointless typing it out here on my blog cos they'd never read it. So the point? Actions speak louder than words - go figure.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with last night's post &amp; what happened last night, I've more or less completed what I ambition to do for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZcvMPAUCiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/_E26Tn1HCc4/s1600-h/loooosah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZcvMPAUCiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/_E26Tn1HCc4/s320/loooosah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014528597333117474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1 - Be a real bitch&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Annoy someone so bad, he/she annoys you back&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Re-live non-15-year-old years&lt;br /&gt;#4 - Be a dumb blonde&lt;br /&gt;#5 - Ask for trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 was a great jump to 2006. From a dainty little kid to a pesky major bitch. From a girly-girl wearing skirts every week to an entirely black wardrobe. From lousy clothes stores to Topshop, Zara, Mango, Forever21 &amp; LV, &amp;amp; of cos cheap bargain stores at Bugis Village. From "I-won't-do-anything-to-my-face--EVER" to lip, naval, nose piercings. (Yes, more holes to come! &amp; ink too!) &amp;amp; somehow I like it this way. It doesn't feel a tad bit different, only an overnight transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what '07 would become of me. I hope I don't change. Because it wouldn't be anything like myself anymore. I'm too used to who I really am now. So please don't come to me saying, "Hi Linnette, please don't be such a bitch anymore. The world can't stand it." I don't care, really. If I wasn't like this anymore, Linnette wouldn't be my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to come up with a '07 resolution. (How many pixles?! Haha, inside joke.) So I'll do that first thing on New Year's day. Enjoy the rest of your '06, while you can! You have 24 hours to complete your '06 resolution. Goooooooodluck &amp;amp; good day, me homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye sexies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-8171134347561507898?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/8171134347561507898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=8171134347561507898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8171134347561507898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8171134347561507898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/thank-you-2006.html' title='Thank you, 2006.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZcvMPAUCiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/_E26Tn1HCc4/s72-c/loooosah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-7394809685718942247</id><published>2006-12-30T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T23:20:29.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're female &amp; you know it...</title><content type='html'>Hello blogdom, I come in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My #1 habit in blog hopping is indulging in criticism. Major criticisms. (Yes, you all should make password-protected blogs in case of bitches like me. AMEN.) I blog-hop everyday. Which technically also mean that I might be bitching about you in your stupid blog everyday. (Note that I read my own blog first before hopping onto other's, so yes, I bitch about my own &amp; go.. "Why the heck did I just post that? Suckass."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stumbled (more like typed in http:// into)  on this certain blogger/xanga/lj site (you see, I prefer not to disclose &amp; respect the privacy of this certain someone.) So I read.. &amp;amp; I read.. Now there's this line about FEMALES. (I hate generalization statements. Note: This is a clue!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck (who is FEMALE, is not a total geek/loser) reads instruction manuals for a goddamned-curse-you-loser CAMERA?! What more, when its SEVEN MEGA PIXLES! ALL YOUR BLACKHEADS CAN BE SEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct situation with sane girls who are perfectly &amp; clearly not bimbos:&lt;br /&gt;In a state of extreme euphoria (over-used word in that blog). Tears out everything, screw the warranty, take everything out from the bubble bag, insert battery, insert memory card, push the button &amp;amp; ......!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VIOLA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pronounced, v-wa-la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trigger happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the heck reads instruction manuals? Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZZ9JfAUCfI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZbI5tzRnMcM/s1600-h/eb634145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZZ9JfAUCfI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZbI5tzRnMcM/s200/eb634145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014332837018733042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Yours truly (in wonderful accompaniment[sp?] of MB [Major Bitch] #2)&lt;br /&gt;Peace out ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-7394809685718942247?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/7394809685718942247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=7394809685718942247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7394809685718942247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7394809685718942247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-youre-female-you-know-it.html' title='If you&apos;re female &amp; you know it...'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZZ9JfAUCfI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZbI5tzRnMcM/s72-c/eb634145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-3019699278559395752</id><published>2006-12-30T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:54:20.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falalalala!</title><content type='html'>Let's see. I have loads to update, a long post gone, photos can't be uploaded, Chinese (omg) tuition, school in 4 days, immature 14 year olds as classmates (omg), no cool school shoes, no cool school bag, a composition of today's psalm in 30 minutes, &amp; a terribly, terribly sucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Updates soon, I promiseeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-3019699278559395752?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/3019699278559395752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=3019699278559395752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3019699278559395752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/3019699278559395752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/falalalala.html' title='Falalalala!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-6579704360817528984</id><published>2006-12-27T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T02:43:28.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZFrVvAUCJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SKU1FjOGh6A/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZFrVvAUCJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SKU1FjOGh6A/s200/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012905881379276946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Web-camming with baby (: Who wouldn't be like that after a whole day of partying, at this ungodly hour of two-fourty-one-am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;MEHHHHHHHHHHWHEEEKISSMAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-6579704360817528984?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/6579704360817528984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=6579704360817528984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6579704360817528984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/6579704360817528984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/web-camming-with-baby-who-wouldnt-be.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RZFrVvAUCJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/SKU1FjOGh6A/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-1510084326311191601</id><published>2006-12-23T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T10:17:48.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As we break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eve &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, yooooooooallll! :D&lt;br /&gt;May all of you be sexy next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joke, I joke. AN-HEE-WAY, Daddy thinks I should do something about my white (fake) sexy strat. (Will someone buy me a Fender for Christmas? I'll marry you, I swearr!) So the first thing that came to mind was painting it pink. (Okay, Brendon. Don't say anything! :D) #2 was to paste Strawberry Shortcake stickers. Now for #3, the sanest &amp; the most... Sane? &amp;amp;! Mr Zacky Vengeance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYyQHfAUCDI/AAAAAAAAACE/tGnacWxkZiM/s1600-h/zacky_vengeance--large-msg-116278148832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYyQHfAUCDI/AAAAAAAAACE/tGnacWxkZiM/s320/zacky_vengeance--large-msg-116278148832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011538943612815410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexxxed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So should I do it? Does anyone wanna help? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got scolded for not wanting to eat anything for breakfast. So my Aunt purposely went to the market, for the 3rd time in the morning, just to get me Tau Huay Jui so I won't grow hungry nor faint. I don't feel like eating. At alll. ): She says that if I don't eat, she won't let me go out. Not even for church. Now you know why I'm so fat. Must...Not..Eat.......Must.Lose......Weight......Mustt..Must..............MUST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-1510084326311191601?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/1510084326311191601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=1510084326311191601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1510084326311191601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/1510084326311191601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/as-we-break-cryptic-morning-with-bullet.html' title='As we break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYyQHfAUCDI/AAAAAAAAACE/tGnacWxkZiM/s72-c/zacky_vengeance--large-msg-116278148832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-5235728540855173525</id><published>2006-12-22T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T11:46:41.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With friends like you, who needs subtex?</title><content type='html'>I've been having late-nights-&amp;-early-mornings these few days. Not...........good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very-much-craving-for-Mahjong--me asked Brendon Koh, so-called Mahjong kahki ever since I played at his house, to come play with me :D But I was clever enough to ask him 45 minutes before his tuition. Genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you are wondering if my nose piercing is done professionally. &amp;amp; this, to shock you many, who think that I'm a fugging richkid who spends $91374931348013 on piercings, .....! NO! I spent a bloody $10 to pierce my nose at 77th Street. Yes, its even cheaper than piercing my ears. To think of it, I reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally spend a bomb on piercings. Let's check the expenditure diary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ears - $200&lt;br /&gt;Naval - $55&lt;br /&gt;Lip - $50&lt;br /&gt;Nose - $10&lt;br /&gt;Grand total: $315!&lt;br /&gt;(When I could've spent those mollahs on clothes...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-5235728540855173525?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/5235728540855173525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=5235728540855173525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5235728540855173525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/5235728540855173525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/with-friends-like-you-who-needs-subtex.html' title='With friends like you, who needs subtex?'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4300738696128355192</id><published>2006-12-21T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T12:10:44.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genius.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My maid can't even cook a proper bowl of maggie mee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4300738696128355192?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4300738696128355192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4300738696128355192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4300738696128355192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4300738696128355192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/genius.html' title='Genius.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-8305515580700716432</id><published>2006-12-20T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T21:02:51.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everlasting setting sun.</title><content type='html'>Hello Murdermurmur.blogspot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was sad &amp; rainy. So I locked myself in (the comfort of) the house. :/ While it was pouring outside, literally, pouring, I was desperately trying to get people over to play Mahjong with me. It's like.. This URGE. Right after Angie Godma's house warming. Hahah. Mahjong is addictive. Oh yeaaaaaaaaaa. The first person I called was Brendon Koh Zhi Yong who was at HOME, stoning. He refused to come in the end cos Mummy hates him. HAHA. Then there was Bryane, Cheryl, Marianne, Kim &amp;amp; Zoe. No one came in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SUN WAS SHINING TODAYYYYY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for Melissa Koh aka Bimbo #1 &amp; Cassandra Ng aka Bimbo #2 who brings out the Bimbo #3 in me. Pink is like, the new black. Totallllllllyyyyyyy. (SEE I TOLD YOU I'M NOT AN EMOKID!) :D Whyyy didn'ttt I brrrriiinnnggg ouuttt myyy cammmerrraaa tooooddaaaaaaayyyyy. Anyway, photos of today, SOOOON! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were SUPPOSED to reherse our little dance for choir's year-end party. After 45 minutes, we got bored. So we went up to Mel's house, played Donkey &amp;amp; Monopoly (WHY NO MAHJONG?!). Ended up cam-whoreing in SA &amp; IJ uniform. Hahaha. Then we had super high act-cute double pigtails. Mine was damn spastic. SHORT HAIRRRR. Sorry la! I woke Mr Jerome Nichloas Anthony up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met with him &amp;amp; headed down to sunshine, TOWWWNNNNN! Lunched at Pepper Lunch (pun unintended), shared Beef Pepper Rice with alot of Honey Brown Sauce. YYYYYUMM. Jerome called me a hyperkid. Like as if he didn't know. After so many years?! 8/9 years?! YOU JUST CAME TO REALISE? Pssssssh. Went to Heeren after that &amp; guess what? I.... Gott........... My... Nose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PIERCED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwahahaha. Sweet shit. It was damnnnnnn painful. thank you Jerome for your arm to pinch :D he claimed that he felt NOTHING. Hahahaha. Trying to be manly only. Sorry la Jerome, we all know you're gay. (: Went to Mariott to find Cynthia &amp; enquire about the bookings. It's FULLLL. ): Looks like we got to thon in our silly Grease costumes. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far East after that, hoping to disturb Brendon Koh at Image, but SADLY, he wasn't working. He called me to VIVO &amp;amp; when I said I couldn't, he's like, "Don't wanna see me say so laaaa!" Thanks ah? Bassssket. Then we had CHICKEN RICE! Mel &amp;amp; I were hungry. Omg, now I feel like a pig. (WHAT FEEL?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I saw Leon Wan. Hahahaha. Again. Then he said to some girl, "I know her, she pierced her nose." HAA. Am I good at lip-reading, OR WHATTTt. (: Cass got an airbrush tattoo. So pretttty! Went home after that. Mel went for dental. SHE'S GONNA BE A METAL MOUTH, METAL MOUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for today!&lt;br /&gt;They're coming over for Mahjong tomorrow, I hope. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-8305515580700716432?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/8305515580700716432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=8305515580700716432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8305515580700716432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/8305515580700716432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/everlasting-setting-sun.html' title='Everlasting setting sun.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-4584936655979749577</id><published>2006-12-18T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T20:35:35.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Moofos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am finnnalllly blogging! Sorry for the lack of posts :/ Here are SOME updates, anyhooos. Dance(!) was realllllly good. The woman who kept pissing us off ended up flattering us, saying that we looked like professional dancers. (HA! ONLY FARAH LAAA.) I've no idea where the video is, but mine's only half, so it doesn't count. (ZOELIN!!!!) Next is SSO/SSC concert with Gerard. The jazzed up versions of The Nuncracker &amp; other classical pieces (which I obviously do not know) is sexed mannnnnnnnnnn. :D &amp;amp; LASTLY, IMMA TAKE UP BALLET/BALLROOM DANCING! :D Yayyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey &amp; Mark's wedding today &amp;amp; everything was to-die-for. (Well, cept the food. Let's boycott Fullerton!) Wedding decor was reallllllly realllllllllllllllly nice. Partly cos Mom did it! (: Pretty flowers, pretty flower girls, pretty(!) ring barrier, PRETTY BRIDE! (Not forgetting wonderful people! :D) HAD to sit beside Gerard for the lunch at the VIP table. Youuuuu guessed it, he bullied me. Sooo usual. Oh wellllls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; AGAIN, I'm lazy to blog (: I shall upload the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYaJafAUCCI/AAAAAAAAAB4/p8smQfd6t58/s1600-h/Audrey%27s+wedding+122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYaJafAUCCI/AAAAAAAAAB4/p8smQfd6t58/s320/Audrey%27s+wedding+122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009842723588671522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;181206&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, Audrey &amp;amp; Mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-4584936655979749577?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/4584936655979749577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=4584936655979749577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4584936655979749577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/4584936655979749577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-moofos-yes-i-am-finnnalllly.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYaJafAUCCI/AAAAAAAAAB4/p8smQfd6t58/s72-c/Audrey%27s+wedding+122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-2242249568021129717</id><published>2006-12-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T10:09:04.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help me now, I'm dying here alone.</title><content type='html'>&amp; a splurge of annoyance hits me. Why? Because I just can't paint my nails &amp;amp; get things right. How stupid, but I just wanna be a perfectionist. &amp; I cannot live without getting things right. Someone take the gun, point it at my head. Pull the trigger - that's on your own acord. It's amazing how a (HOT) bath can make you realise how much you hate. (Oh no, not again!) [Oh yes, again, again!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I do, but list them out? I know it's not nice/interesting to read someone's hate-list. HA, but do I care? Balls to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1 - I hate being called an emokid.&lt;/span&gt; Hello? Just because I have extremely frequent outrage &amp; teenage angst doesn't make me cut my wrists &amp;amp; black my eyes, wear black all day &amp; listen to senseless songs? Listening to Screamo, Metal &amp;amp; Death Metal don't make me an Emokid either. It makes me a bitch with an extreme taste in music. I like. I'm just a kid with an extreme angsty compulsive disorder. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2 - I hate it when I can't paint my own nails.&lt;/span&gt; (&amp; when others can't do it for me either.) In less than 12 hours, I've re-painted my nails with the same nail colour &amp;amp; lousy nail polish remover more than 6 times. Genius. I hate it when I touch something &amp; it gets all screwed up. I wanna tear my hair. Thank God who invented manicure parlours. God, please invent instant dry nail polish. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3 - I hate learning music.&lt;/span&gt; Stop looking at me as if I'm some music whizz, because I am not. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;I hate banging on the piano, hoping that it sounds right for me to sing. Reading silly tao gays make me sick. Esp when it's with funny flats, majors, sharps?! I just can't tell the fucking difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4 - I hate how my little sister has an unlimited sense of &lt;/span&gt;(her own) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vocabulary.&lt;/span&gt; It's amazing how she absorbs phrases like, "You're making a mountain out of a moehill!!" &amp; use on her seniors at home (LIKE ME, DAMMIT.) when we're trying to help her find her silly Gundam figurine parts. Gundams are stupid. &amp;amp; so are toy cars. &amp; Playstation. &amp;amp; Xbox. &amp; CS. &amp;amp; Warcraft. &amp; whatevernotnonsensegamesboysplaynowadays. Barbie dolls &amp;amp; princess toys are the sex. (HA! THERESE JUST CURSED IN CANTONESE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5 - I hate people along Orchard Road asking you to join their modelling agency.&lt;/span&gt; Please dig out your eyeballs &amp; look at my face again if you think I make a model. Morons. Now you all damn smart. Say you're looking for "New faces" in your project. Of cos my face is new. I'm not cloned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#6 - I hate GUYS being late.&lt;/span&gt; For girls, I understand perfectly well. What do you guys have to do? Choose which underwear/boxer you'll wear for the day, making sure its matching to your clothes?! (Brendon has no excuse cos all he has is Spongebob boxers &amp; they're all yellow.) Whattheheck. What else do you have to do? Melt a candle to wax your hair? Making sure it stays? Surrrrre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#7 - I hate how Sleep makes you vulnerable.&lt;/span&gt; Once you fall into sleep, the world's blocked out. With irony on the other hand, you can't do without it. I just hate how something right makes you wrong. Pfffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#8 - I hate it when all things good comes to an end.&lt;/span&gt; No elaboration. I just hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#9 - I hate how Catholics don't go to church.&lt;/span&gt; &amp; you say its boring. You ever wonder why? Because you don't get involved. Because you just lay back &amp;amp; let mass, that one hour with God, pass by just like that. Maybe there's more to the Word &amp; the Eucharist than listening alone. Maybe you should get locked into an adoration room with the sacrasty staring at you &amp;amp; you feel so guilty for not turning to Him, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#10 - I hate my hate-list. It is more than 10 alone.&lt;/span&gt; But if I ever go on, it will never end. Neverever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, looks like Santa isn't visiting me this Christmas. It's alrights, I still love you, Santa. Please just send me some shopping money. &amp;amp; money for presents for my lovely friends. Thank you, Santa. Don't make me murder you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Linn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-2242249568021129717?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/2242249568021129717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=2242249568021129717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2242249568021129717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2242249568021129717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/help-me-now-im-dying-here-alone.html' title='Help me now, I&apos;m dying here alone.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-7610693660554530121</id><published>2006-12-13T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T22:42:11.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The vanity, the haunted.</title><content type='html'>Dark green Esprit off-shoulder top, Mango shorts, LV(!) handbang (Yes, Louis Vuitton), &amp; checkered Vans? Seriously, just WHAT WAS I THINKING?! No wait, I wasn't thinking. Ha, ha. So I made myself buy a black top from Forever 21. (Can you stop spending money, please?!) Grrrrr. Hello Ryan? How did you dare allow yourself to acknowledge your girlfriend in such hedious clothes?! SERIOUSLY?! I wanna smack you in the head, wanker (: (CAN YOU STOP SINGING "CUTE WITHOUT THE E?!" BEFORE I TELL ALL YOUR FRIENDS THAT YOU'RE A BLOODY WANKER. Or do they already know? :D HEHE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no outing with The Usuals today. Oh wells. Talking about The Usuals. Brendon Koh Zhi Yong. Thank you for that big black sick gross annoying shit fuck fuck fuck fucking lie. You're a good actor. Hence, Drama Club, I see? Consider going back okay? Soccer is another thing for you. But acting, is THE THING man, THE THING. &amp;amp; don't you try say I'm gullible. Blah. I am so angry with you. ):&lt; style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYAN_BQcJqI/AAAAAAAAABg/JZPPlCpvAe8/s1600-h/0908+PARTY+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYAN_BQcJqI/AAAAAAAAABg/JZPPlCpvAe8/s200/0908+PARTY+067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008018161956300450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Usuals &amp; OH-SO-GOOD times (:&lt;br /&gt;(Ph looks damn funny la. HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dance like every day of the week is damn tiring. BUT IT WILL BE OVER SOOOOON. SOOOOOOON! Friday's our performance &amp; I don't think I'm a tad bit ready? Oh wells. I'll just run around stage, act like a haunted spirit, scare the hell out of the kids &amp;amp; run off :D Mwahahahhaha! Shit, there's still Toma &amp; the fat man scoop song. Grrrraaaaahhhhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days with me chao busy busy! :D Little Cheryl Tang is in hospital. PLEASE GET BETTER! RYAN &amp;amp; I WILL COME KA CHEOW YOU AGAIN! :D Ryan is germy. EEEEEEEEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assist party &amp; Godma's house warming on the 17th. God, let me split myself into two, thank you. Oh yes, not forgetting another piece for Ryan. In case he gets jelous/lonely &amp;amp; starts to wank, again. Hahahahah. Russell, you are damn short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYAPyxQcJrI/AAAAAAAAABo/cc7tvckqn48/s1600-h/--+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYAPyxQcJrI/AAAAAAAAABo/cc7tvckqn48/s200/--+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008020150526158514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-7610693660554530121?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/7610693660554530121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=7610693660554530121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7610693660554530121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/7610693660554530121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/vanity-haunted.html' title='The vanity, the haunted.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RYAN_BQcJqI/AAAAAAAAABg/JZPPlCpvAe8/s72-c/0908+PARTY+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-2445514547405983951</id><published>2006-12-12T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T21:35:38.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost your final fight - no love will be shown.</title><content type='html'>++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Thebf (:&lt;br /&gt;+ Danceee&lt;br /&gt;+ Carolling&lt;br /&gt;- Audiorojak&lt;br /&gt;- Early mornings&lt;br /&gt;- More early mornings&lt;br /&gt;- Terrible singing&lt;br /&gt;+ Addicted to Sidewinder solo&lt;br /&gt;+ Influenced Dad to Sidewinder solo&lt;br /&gt;+ Dad's learning to play Sidewinder solo&lt;br /&gt;+ He the man, he THE MANN.&lt;br /&gt;- Dad becomes Emo.&lt;br /&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++ SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;+ Dress&lt;br /&gt;+ Underwear&lt;br /&gt;+ Top&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------- Dead. Broke.&lt;br /&gt;- Pluck eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;- Hairy&lt;br /&gt;+ Wedding in 6(!) days&lt;br /&gt;+ Parties &amp;amp; more parties!&lt;br /&gt;---- &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Heartbreaker ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone's a wanker! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-2445514547405983951?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/2445514547405983951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=2445514547405983951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2445514547405983951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2445514547405983951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/lost-your-final-fight-no-love-will-be.html' title='Lost your final fight - no love will be shown.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-208347132791847680</id><published>2006-12-11T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T20:43:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the fabric of a flag that sang "Love all of the time".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RX14RarQj9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/_doc0EJhpvI/s1600-h/--+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RX14RarQj9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/_doc0EJhpvI/s200/--+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007290601319731154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RX14RarQj-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uP2sEPEmw38/s1600-h/--+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RX14RarQj-I/AAAAAAAAAA4/uP2sEPEmw38/s200/--+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007290601319731170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RX14RqrQj_I/AAAAAAAAABA/LBKiY-96T1E/s1600-h/--+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RX14RqrQj_I/AAAAAAAAABA/LBKiY-96T1E/s200/--+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007290605614698482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buggers @ Audiorojak are moshing/headbanging their lives off &amp; here I am. Wasting my time awayyy. Haven't heard much about how Black Star Brigade did, but I hope they brought the house (or in this case, sports hall) down. (&amp;amp; hope no sports equiptment was damaged in the moshing process. To hell with fat [me] people! Tsk. Now you see why I didn't go? Ha-ha.) Go BSB! The new bus company. Haha. SBS, BSB. Get it? No? Yea, neither do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The more I talk about AJ, the more I'm starting to miss The Usuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt; ENOUGHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-208347132791847680?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/208347132791847680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=208347132791847680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/208347132791847680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/208347132791847680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/from-fabric-of-flag-that-sang-love-all.html' title='From the fabric of a flag that sang &quot;Love all of the time&quot;.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RX14RarQj9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/_doc0EJhpvI/s72-c/--+054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-2275450889479422105</id><published>2006-12-10T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T12:30:47.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were Love to me, rather than just a word.</title><content type='html'>It's funny how some people fall in love, &amp; the scars from previous heartaches they carve upon their wrists slowly fade away. Now their slits seem so distant. They begin to question themseves the reason behind even single inscision. They've earned themselves someone to love through letting go. It's as if Love gives Pain a new name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never forgot the time you made me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;When Death was on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Or when you held onto me&lt;br /&gt;When the world let me fall behind&lt;br /&gt;You were Love to me, rather than just a word&lt;br /&gt;A friend was all you were&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it changed my heart&lt;br /&gt;Stood next to me through the storm&lt;br /&gt;Felt the wounds &amp;amp; kept me warm&lt;br /&gt;Something I had never seen before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; I thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-2275450889479422105?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/2275450889479422105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=2275450889479422105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2275450889479422105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/2275450889479422105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-were-love-to-me-rather-than-just.html' title='You were Love to me, rather than just a word.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116556940909296826</id><published>2006-12-08T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T12:15:58.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile for the camera, Sweetheart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RXuJ0arQj5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VnivGYjR4wA/s1600-h/Ryan%27s+Birthday%21+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RXuJ0arQj5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VnivGYjR4wA/s200/Ryan%27s+Birthday%21+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006746944359403410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to immortilize the moment.&lt;br /&gt;(&amp; he still never smiles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116556940909296826?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116556940909296826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116556940909296826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116556940909296826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116556940909296826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/pain-has-never-been-so-brilliant.html' title='Smile for the camera, Sweetheart.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7_mMTEZWEU/RXuJ0arQj5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/VnivGYjR4wA/s72-c/Ryan%27s+Birthday%21+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116555058242914029</id><published>2006-12-08T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T12:03:02.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Baby! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http:/http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AZsmjVu5csmLvI&amp;notag=1"&gt;http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AZsmjVu5csmLvI&amp;amp;notag=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clever me forgot to leave the link on my previous post. 174 photos, sexxy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TANNING LATERS WITH KIM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116555058242914029?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116555058242914029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116555058242914029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116555058242914029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116555058242914029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-baby-d.html' title='Happy Birthday, Baby! :D'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116549701752097401</id><published>2006-12-07T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:10:19.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six degrees of inner turbulence.</title><content type='html'>Hello, ho, dee poooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to miss camp. Late night Macs &amp; talks, hot barley, terrible food, mosquitoes, wild thoughts, scaring myself, bimbo photos, ballet poses &amp;amp; new food-word-curses. I miss Cass, Mel, Natalie, Sam &amp; Cheryl. ): Now I want more camps. Here are the photos anywayy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching movie &amp;amp; movies this week. 3's been the record. Anymore tomorrow? (: First it was Happy Feet, then Deck The Halls &amp; today, Open Season. (OPEN SEASON IS A MUST-WATCH!) :D I wanna catch Cinderella. I pray it's not scary since it's rated PG. I have evil things on my mind which are M18. :D HEHE. Like, movies (&lt;span class="HomeFilmTitle"&gt;Quinceanera!) &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; alcoholllllllllllll. WOOO. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was nice today. Caught up with Cheryl, Kim, Zoe &amp; all. (: Manymanymany gossips! Jumping on the trampoline is fun shit. Somehow, it seemed as if we practiced alot today. &amp;amp; I keep forgetting my steps! :D I'm not made to be a dancer. HAHA. Not at allllll. Went with Kim &amp; Cher to buy our dance pants later at Bugis &amp;amp; met Ryan(: Went to Penin &amp; he bought the Atreyu shirt that I wanted. So I refused to pay for him :D HEHE. Caught Open Season &amp;amp; Marina later &amp; met Adeline for a while. I love you Bestie! 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/981531/--%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/114736/--%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/18788/--%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/986768/--%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/157917/--%20004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/595667/--%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/648701/--%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/69521/--%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/892295/--%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love you, Thebf! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116549701752097401?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116549701752097401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116549701752097401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1 &lt;/span&gt;- Less people, more relaxing time, more bathing time, more mingling. Everyone knew everyone. Now everyone knows more about everyone. Ratio from girls to guys is like, 5:1. More girls, more cameras, more cam-whoreing. :D Hence, delayed post cos I'm still collaborating the photos. I've got like, 198 in mine. There's still Cass' &amp; Mel's. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1.5&lt;/span&gt; - People who rarely open their mouth during choir practice can scream at the top of their lungs at 2, 3am. 'Stonishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt; - EXTREMELY late night talks till 4am with Thebf, finding a quiet corner around the chalet without having wild thoughts &amp; end up scaring myself or letting others (JARED WONG) have a chance of scaring me in the middle of evesdropping into my conversation. Ifiluffufyufoo, Thebf! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3&lt;/span&gt; - Midnight snacks &amp; Macs delivery! Fatfatfatfatfat. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt; - I've never cried so much in a song. I've never found so much meaning in one either. &amp; I've never made Whitney Houston sound so bad either. Maybe I was singing as if her period of drug addiction. Don't blame me. Singers should start coming together &amp;amp; making duets so that losers like me can hope &amp; pray can pull off such songs. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5&lt;/span&gt; - The Bootee Shop! (Pictures, later.) Yes, we actually brought the entire manicure set. We walked out of camp having breakouts (Thanks to disgusting pillows. Ergh.) &amp; pretty pretty nails! Not only the girls, but for guys as wellllll! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've pretty much summarized everything in five points. (Not bad, eh.) Now I've nothing much to blog about. Left with how very busy I am for the rest of December, at least a thing or two for each week. Which probably, is a good thing so I'd stop wasting my bummed life away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate mosquitoes. I hate cold cinemas. I hate breakouts. I hate pimples. I hate it when my manicure gets chipped/undone. I hate random faces which keeps coming to you. I hate people who pretends they know lyrics of a song &amp; type it out in their own words. I hate people who console themselves on World Wide Web. I hate narcissism. I hate narcissism so much, I think I mis-spelt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my sister alot. I miss Brendon, Phuay Hao, Gabriel, Savin, Jeevan, Gareth &amp;amp; the others for some reason. I miss 3/9. I miss dance. I miss shopping. I miss tanning. I miss Rachel. I miss Cheryl. I miss Kim. I miss scandals. I miss shopping. &amp; I really miss shopping. I miss Thebf for some other reason. I miss camp. I miss cam-whoreing. I miss watermelons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate &amp;amp; I miss.&lt;br /&gt;Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116541484499696247?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116541484499696247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116541484499696247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116541484499696247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116541484499696247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/you-better-let-somebody-love-you.html' title='You better let somebody love you.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116525661859995465</id><published>2006-12-05T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T02:23:38.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note to self: I Miss You Terribly</title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from Aloha Changi.&lt;br /&gt;Camp until this point was quite fruitful (Cept for the silly motivational talk,of which three quarter of the things i already.) Hopefully just the telematch tomorrow will turn out well. (Note: Linnette planned it!!! :D )&lt;br /&gt;ryan says, Good morning starshine, The earth says HELLO! I greet you warmly by the hand :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116525661859995465?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116525661859995465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116525661859995465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116525661859995465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116525661859995465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/note-to-self-i-miss-you-terribly.html' title='Note to self: I Miss You Terribly'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116520700049721168</id><published>2006-12-04T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T13:17:43.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tainted purple lips.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/267597/2708%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/320/431638/2708%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to camp &amp; I'll miss you.&lt;br /&gt;See you, starshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116520700049721168?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116520700049721168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116520700049721168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116520700049721168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116520700049721168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/tainted-purple-lips.html' title='Tainted purple lips.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116511636413673839</id><published>2006-12-03T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T11:26:04.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/516322/copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/320/379900/copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good-late-morning, world.&lt;br /&gt;It's 11:16 but it still feels as if it's 9 or something. Maybe because I slept at 4am last night. I've never slept THIS (or THAT) late in history. It's even later than watching soccer! (Considering that I do not have cable to watch the matches at 3am.) So it's not my fault if you see me today &amp; I look terrible. Hahah. Blame Ryan. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so SOMEONE is supposed to be awake by now but isn't. So that SOMEONE's gonna be so bloody late. So that SOMEONE's gonna pay me 15 bucks for being late. Someone's still not up yet ): You see what you get for sleeping sooooooooooooooooooooooo late, Ryan? You become the sleeping monster. You terror, you. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go for YC. Blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116511636413673839?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116511636413673839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116511636413673839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116511636413673839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116511636413673839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-late-morning-world.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116502438453434101</id><published>2006-12-02T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T09:53:04.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Run away, run away.</title><content type='html'>Hello Blogdom, I am alive (more than ever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neck hurts from prolonged headbanging + moshing to trashy punk songs such as 1985 &amp;amp; Teenage Dirtbag. I don't care if you call me poseur or low life. I had my fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU was awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116502438453434101?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116502438453434101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116502438453434101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116502438453434101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116502438453434101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/12/run-away-run-away.html' title='Run away, run away.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116477141855083525</id><published>2006-11-29T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T12:29:05.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The difference between medicine &amp; poison is the dose.</title><content type='html'>Aello bello cello dello fello gello &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9.45am today thanks to the bloody garang guni blowing his horny horn &amp; screaming his lungs off hoping to get attention. "BOH ZUA, LEHDIO, DIAN SI KI!" Now with the improvement of technology, they added more divices! "BOH ZUA, LEHDIO, DIAN SI KI, LCD, MP3, HANDPHONE!" Now with so many things to say, his voice seem haunting enough to wake you up from a good night's rest. Maybe he should use one of his Lehdios, record his "BOH ZUA, LEHDIO, DIAN SI KI, LCS, MP3, HANDPHONE!" routine &amp;amp;amp; replay it over &amp; over &amp;amp; over again. Then record his honking sounds &amp; play it altogether! (You know, like the video of KT Tunstall in her live video of Black Horse &amp;amp; A Cherry Tree. Good shit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope garang gunis don't take Computers, use one of them &amp; read this. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes &amp;amp; so anyway, Jo's prom night is tomorrow. &amp; I've helped her quite abit! :D So exciting. My prom night's in like, 2 years? OH WELLS. I can buy a dress now, wear it two years later, &amp;amp; call it Vintage wear! Not. Hahahaha. Too bad I'm not gonna see my pretty pretty sister in her dress, hair, make-up &amp; everything! Damnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while helping her epilate her legs last night, I decided to tie my fringe up. I so didn't realise that it was a taut hedious coconut tree on top of my head until I stood up to where the mirror was. So I left it there the entire night. Mom &amp;amp;amp; Jo kept laughing at me &amp; asked if I was gonna take it out. Haha. Of cos, I DIDN'T. Hahaha! I don't give a shit or two hoots on how I look at home la. It's HOME anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be MIA for the next 3 days or so cos of Empower U. (: More stuff to look forward to next week! Tanning, Zoo, Night Safari, Sleepovers, here I comeeeeee! Oh yes, I'm starting to miss alot of people. Thongs, where are youuu, at camp! Why is your camp so bloody long?! Psssssh. Mr Tan Phuay Hao who called me at 1.56am, now you're MIA too! I missing you alot! Go out SOON! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my fucking piercings &amp;amp; realise I have no where else to pierce. So no more piercings, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's time to get inked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116477141855083525?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116477141855083525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116477141855083525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116477141855083525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116477141855083525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/difference-between-medicine-poison-is.html' title='The difference between medicine &amp; poison is the dose.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116471889718466495</id><published>2006-11-28T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:04:34.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOODIEMONSTER.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love shopping date #2 &amp; my homies,&lt;br /&gt;Stuck like that in my new black hoodie.&lt;br /&gt;Because we're cool like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image000.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/Image001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOUFU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116471889718466495?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116471889718466495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116471889718466495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116471889718466495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116471889718466495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/hoodiemonster.html' title='HOODIEMONSTER.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116464024886016348</id><published>2006-11-27T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T20:08:34.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Please smack me in the balls."</title><content type='html'>Hello sexies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised that I haven't took out the diamond necklace I wore since Confirmation day which was a week &amp; a day ago. Maybe because I can't bear to. 1.6 carats, baby. &amp;amp; it was given to me by granny. Which also reminds me. In the past when I went shopping with Mom &amp; wanted something, she'd say, "Go get it yourself." Now she goes, "Go ask your boyfriend." &amp;amp; I'll be like, "Uh, Mom, no more, REMEMBER?" Mom learns our lingo fast. So she starts being evil. "Oh ya, NO MORE! Haha! Too bad then. Wait for another one to come la! Make sure he's not a *Chounanren" Thank you, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Chounanren - Rotten men, inside joke, don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/60583/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/349877/Image023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/613258/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/119449/Image031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/801253/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/687957/Image026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/835804/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/572211/Image027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/406636/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/243038/Image028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/600387/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/247448/Image019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/805650/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/802736/Image015.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/587502/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/668906/Image021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/324691/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/205316/Image020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love shopping days &amp;amp; I don't give a shit or two hoots if I look ugly. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116464024886016348?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116464024886016348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116464024886016348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116464024886016348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116464024886016348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/please-smack-me-in-balls.html' title='&quot;Please smack me in the balls.&quot;'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116455310040395256</id><published>2006-11-26T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T10:47:05.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the cutest&lt;/span&gt; thing in the world, give it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/802962/Kit%20kat%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/277618/Kit%20kat%20017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/147523/Kit%20kat%20018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/886076/Kit%20kat%20018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/224045/Kit%20kat%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/525051/Kit%20kat%20019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/283391/Kit%20kat%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/924637/Kit%20kat%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/183158/Kit%20kat%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/87390/Kit%20kat%20020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/998524/Kit%20kat%20021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/828161/Kit%20kat%20021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/629002/Kit%20kat%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/992076/Kit%20kat%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/450520/Kit%20kat%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/137123/Kit%20kat%20001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/137722/Kit%20kat%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/595174/Kit%20kat%20010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/70843/Kit%20kat%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/254591/Kit%20kat%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/697536/--%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/712263/--%20013.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/851604/--%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/48355/--%20012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/847514/--%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/283194/--%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/371450/--%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/81609/--%20010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/198113/--%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/305404/--%20008.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/690902/--%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/220225/--%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/276230/--%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/708711/--%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;KitKat! &lt;/span&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116455310040395256?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116455310040395256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116455310040395256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116455310040395256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116455310040395256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/33.html' title='&lt;3&lt;3'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116433559182456516</id><published>2006-11-24T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T10:54:16.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrases left unsaid.</title><content type='html'>I didn't realise that I slept at 1am until I finished my trashy novel. I so heart trashy novels. It's just something about them that I can relate to. You-know, girly girly shit damn problems created by stupid gay bastards(!). &amp; no, of course not the trashy part. I'm not like some.. (Fill in the blanks) I decide not to be entirely straightforward. (Stares at Cheryl - Yes, you DO know what I'm saying, after half-an-hour of bitching. HEHE.) Well I don't expect her to remember what I said, at all. It's Cheryl anyway. Miss Kukukukukkuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yuh, Mr Tan Phuay Hao called me at 1.56am? Dude, you were 56 minutes late before I fell asleep, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so anyway, the only reason why I'm bloging not-so-early in the morning is because I have a busy busy busy day! (When the hell was the last time I said I was busy?! WHEN?!) Got to head down to MindChamps from 12 - 6 for packing for the next EU. YAY. Finally get to see the team (: Well, I hope all, or at least most, of them are coming! Then probably dinner with Jee &amp; Gabby after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos &amp;amp; updates laterrrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&amp;amp; I can't say another word, so now I choke.&lt;br /&gt;I've long wanted to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;Tell you for the last,&lt;br /&gt;I love you, please forget I ever loved you.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116433559182456516?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116433559182456516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116433559182456516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116433559182456516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116433559182456516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/phrases-left-unsaid.html' title='Phrases left unsaid.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116428388774069365</id><published>2006-11-23T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T22:16:01.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave behind all reminders of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blogging for a third in the day &amp; heaven knows why. Maybe cos &lt;blockquote&gt;I'm such a bore&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Catching + Library + Subway = &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been forsaken&lt;br /&gt;Leave behind, I will, all reminders of you&lt;br /&gt;I will bid farewell, server the ties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need a reason to kill myself&lt;br /&gt;I need a reason not to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116428388774069365?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116428388774069365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116428388774069365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116428388774069365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116428388774069365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/leave-behind-all-reminders-of-you.html' title='Leave behind all reminders of you.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116426455057833756</id><published>2006-11-23T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T14:49:10.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toma, baby, TOMAA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/824743/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/284925/2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/385305/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/10937/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/475612/photos%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/723833/photos%20032.jpg" alt="" border="0" 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/589049/photos%20036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/979005/photos%20036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/577856/photos%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/584118/photos%20024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/197072/photos%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/764623/photos%20027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/1600/655610/photos%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2743/1000/200/824842/photos%20030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp; we will carry each other on the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jee,&lt;br /&gt;Please get well soon &amp;amp; start dancing to Toma because it's sexier than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116426455057833756?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116426455057833756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116426455057833756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116426455057833756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116426455057833756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/toma-baby-tomaa.html' title='Toma, baby, TOMAA!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116424937394982035</id><published>2006-11-23T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T10:36:14.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words cut like knife.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AZsmjVu5csmLtA&amp;notag=1"&gt;http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0AZsmjVu5csmLtA&amp;amp;notag=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so I woke up today, thinking that it was gonna be a good day. Maybe a little swim - if I find someone to go with. But the first thing I read when I came online is a hate-tag by some numbskull who has nothing else better to do. That son/daughter of a motherfucker (Yes, I'm cursing you cos you deserve it.) I hereby do a public apology cos I'm not good enough.. That's why my boyfriend dumped me. Happy now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog when I'm happier.&lt;br /&gt;Here are the photos anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116424937394982035?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116424937394982035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116424937394982035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116424937394982035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116424937394982035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/words-cut-like-knife.html' title='Words cut like knife.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116417460898710760</id><published>2006-11-22T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T13:54:17.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DeeDance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;H!E!L!L!O!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the two very big &amp; extremely painful blueblacks from dance yesterday, I'm happy. (: Kinda miss dancing for abit since the last time all of us did as an entire class. Was supposed to do Hip Hop but after learning like, three eights of the steps, I gave up. Simply because I can't shake my not-so-perfect bum/body like Zoe, Cheryl, Kim, Lavania, not to mention Rui Wen nor Farah. So I learnt the steps for Contemp instead. (: SO much easier. I guess I'm more of a.. Graceful (?!!) person. Yes, choke on words, but I'm only kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemp reminds me of Ballet. Maybe cos it is. (?) I have no idea, don't ask me. I'm no dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so there's no DeeasSAye prac until like, the 5th? But I hope there's an impromtu one. Before I turn a muddlehead &amp; start forgeting all my steps. Okay. What's the second eighths again? (Shit.) Okay, okay. I'm so kidding. Hahaha. Before Kim or Farah comes over to give me a slap. Psssh. What can I do? I don't dance for a living, &amp;amp; I'm not about to. HEHE. Dancing is just a.. Pasttime? Or at lease somewhere along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever wanna go Haggen Dazs (Yes, its spelt like that) at Bishan Junction 8 anymore. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116417460898710760?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116417460898710760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116417460898710760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116417460898710760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116417460898710760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/deedance.html' title='DeeDance.'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116401328935553893</id><published>2006-11-20T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T17:24:27.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog RE-REvamp!</title><content type='html'>After an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENTIRE&lt;/span&gt; day of changing URLs &amp; bloody stupid HTML codes, sneezing, clearing tissue paper filled with mucus &amp;amp; germs, coughing, hair-pulling, screaming (Thank you, Jee. Make me scream when I have no voice already. Thanks ah?) &amp; whatever nots, I'M FINALLY DONE. Hahahah. Don't ask why the change of URL. Don't. If you do, I just won't answer. Makes sense, no? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yuh, I still owe photos. I promise I'll upload them. (Who wants to see my ugly face on the internet anyways. Psssssh.) :] For now, I'm just terribly annoyed, again. :D Only because I have stupid fucked-up friends who says its all my bloody fault for not going out with them because I'm sick. "Take care, Linnette." Cos no one else says it other than me. God, I need a guardian angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys are stupid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116401328935553893?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116401328935553893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116401328935553893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116401328935553893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116401328935553893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-re-revamp.html' title='Blog RE-REvamp!'/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116394772768613090</id><published>2006-11-19T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:48:47.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY CONFIRMATION! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manymanymany people to thank! So let's goooooooooooo! GOD, Family, Godma &amp; Godpa, Cathechists, Facils, Lester, Sebestian, The class (Adeline, Aldrin, Colin, Danny, Vanessa!), Classmates! (Thongs, Kim, Lavania, Joanne, Sarah Jane, ZOE-my-loverboy!, Val, Farah, Hannah, I hope I didn't leave anyone out!), THE GANG &lt;3 (Brendon, Gabriel, Jee, Phuay Hao, Savin, Zach) &amp;amp; everyone else I saw &amp; congratulated me! (Adrian, Leon-whom-I-don't-think-remembers-me-anymore ): , Keith, Lynn, Lyn, Josephians, Kim-Gab's-gf, &amp;amp; again, I hope I didn't miss anyone out.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the many many pretty flowers! (NO SUNFLOWERS! :/ Jee &amp;amp; Gab thinks that Gerbras are Sunflowers. How kuku. But oh well. At least they remembered)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS SOON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116394772768613090?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116394772768613090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116394772768613090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116394772768613090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116394772768613090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-confirmation-d-manymanymany.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116385375577992362</id><published>2006-11-18T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T20:42:48.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20006.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/400/--%20006.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20001.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/400/--%20001.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Now I feel like a frogging Bimbo with pink fonts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yea, won't you just kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;(Hey but at least it takes one to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PRETTY&lt;/span&gt; to be called a Bimbo.. Right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confir mass @ Risen Christ&lt;/span&gt; is tomorrow at 6pm. Mass will probably end at 8.30 due to the huge number of confirmants. Please be seated in church by 5.30 or there wouldn't be space &amp; you'll have to end up standing. Note that it's a MASS &amp;amp; not a service, so please be attired in your Sunday Best, Thank you. RSVP, Linnadele @ 90699604.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116385375577992362?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116385375577992362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116385375577992362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116385375577992362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116385375577992362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-i-feel-like-frogging-bimbo-with.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116376264348818262</id><published>2006-11-17T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T19:24:03.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;&lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advertorial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Hours (Goong) fans, here I come with great news! Have you been looking high &amp; low for the songs played during the show? Fear not &amp;amp; seek no moreee! I've got the whole list of songs! Yes, they are all titled in Korean. No point changing the title. YA SO ANYWAY, if anyone of you wants the Goong soundtrack/know of a friend looking for it, please e-mail me or drop me a tag! For a limited time only :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Duh, everything comes with a cost right? CD no need to buy one ah? 5 dallahs! Make me give you a discount. HA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116376264348818262?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116376264348818262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116376264348818262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116376264348818262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116376264348818262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/advertorial-princess-hours-goong-fans.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116375949414451940</id><published>2006-11-17T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T18:31:38.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20029.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20029.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I hate ugly yellow photos. I want my camera back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates. 've been pretty busy, running around, getting things done.. &amp; stuff. &amp;amp; all that shit. Maybe I'll put up a new skin when I'm happy. For now, I'm in a sick, tired, sleepy, wanna-blog-but-don't-have-the-inspiration kinda mood. Speaking of inspiration. I think some people needs alot of that. [Stares at Gabriel] I bet he knows what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been really hectic &amp; such. But I guess it was all good? Early mornings &amp;amp; breakfast take-aways from Macs under some random shelter thinge with cats, crows, ants, bees, butterflies, a small boy playing and singing on the piano, &amp; dragonflies is wayyyy cooler than you think it is. It's almost hard not laughing aloud at the boy singing at the top of his voice with the piano accompanying. Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my performance was good. In the end, 1/2 the percentage of people who said were gonna be there weren't. ): Oh wells. Jo claimed that she screamed "Go Linnette!!" before I started singing &amp;amp; this group of people beside her stared at her for a bit. I love her much, albeit she's this crazy. (: (Oh yes, Therese was feeding me ice cream before my performance. HAHA! &amp; as some of you would know, I'm falling sick. HEHE.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirmation is in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TWO&lt;/span&gt;(!) days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/risen%20christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/risen%20christ.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how you get to the church if you go there by MRT (which is the most convenient mode of transport other by taking the cab :D) Click to enlarge. You should come out from the exit at OCBC (is it?) Bank &amp; up the escalator. You should see Old Chang Kee. Turn right once you see the jewellry shop. Aiya. Just follow the map la. It's impossible to get lost. Unless you're THAT stupid. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with this post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forever your eyes will hold the memort&lt;br /&gt;I saw your heart as it overtook me&lt;br /&gt;We tried so hard to understand &amp;amp; reason&lt;br /&gt;But in that one moment&lt;br /&gt;I gave my heart away&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116375949414451940?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116375949414451940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116375949414451940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116375949414451940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116375949414451940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-ugly-yellow-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116351536923654154</id><published>2006-11-14T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:43:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ya, okay, whatever. If that makes you happy. Why is it today, (or maybe every other day) I feel/seem so vulnerable. An un-burst-able balloon, a clown, a rugdoll. Here I am, poke fun at me, now laugh your heads off because I'm the joke. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you but I had just about enough.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116351536923654154?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116351536923654154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116351536923654154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116351536923654154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116351536923654154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/ya-okay-whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116342167948610561</id><published>2006-11-13T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T20:41:19.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/iwannabeaprincess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/iwannabeaprincess.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/iwannabeaprincess2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/iwannabeaprincess2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna be a Princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116342167948610561?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116342167948610561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116342167948610561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116342167948610561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116342167948610561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-wanna-be-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116332369604790458</id><published>2006-11-12T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T17:28:16.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world. How have you been? Clicked on the link at the end of my previous post? Did something to help in the Third World Poverty yet? If you haven't, you ought to feel so uberly guilty of yourself &amp; wished you die of hunger/thirst/malnutriton/AIDS. (Note that it IS impossible to die of malnutrition here in Singapore. We're revolving around Food. &amp;amp; money.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp has been fun &amp; I don't bother asking if you all have missed me or not cos it's like a rhetorical question with a unanimous answer. (Everybody scream, yessss!) Oh I feel this post getting narcisstic. HO. But I really don't care. Falalala. I have the world to thank after some Divine Intervention for the past 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents, facils, St Josemarie Escriva (my group la, not the saint), Lester, Cheryl Tannn, Adeline, Colin, Danny, Bosco, Clara, JOHN PAUL!, Godma &amp;amp; Jeevan. Oh there's more to the list. But these are the few highlights. (No, Jee wasn't there at camp. But he stayed up till 12 plus just to talk to me when I went home &amp; felt bored. HAHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confir is NEXT WEEK. I need my manicure + pluck eyebrows + make sure dress is done + get rid of all pimples + anything to beautify myself. Calling, calling, anyone wants to go manicure with meeee? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;@ THE CATHAY, 1511 (Wed), 8PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lighting up of some event organized by the BCF (Breast Cancer Foundation, the ignorant.) Although there will be a media coverage, (which means you can see me on the TEEVEE!) please come down to support CLVC&amp;amp; ME. I'll be doing a solo for "Mary's Boy Child". COME DOWN OKAYYY? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116332369604790458?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116332369604790458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116332369604790458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116332369604790458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116332369604790458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116307846908833439</id><published>2006-11-09T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T21:21:09.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like, oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/9's new SS teacher is To-Die-For. No, really. He is so hot, you can feel his heat from the back of the class. (Or maybe the weather today's just really humid &amp; such) But that is not the point. He is so adorable I swear. His rosy cheeks, his smile, omg, everything! &amp;amp; he's an ex-Josephian! I knew it from the point he walked into class. (I don't know, but I always know a Josephian once I see one. It's a gift.) Whatevertheheck. He's so hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I digress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good yesterday &amp; today! The end of yesterday made me feel royal so I assumed the throne as Princess &amp;amp; hence, my reign as Princess carried on till today. :D Falalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Kim might say, "Rich Kid", I'd &lt;s&gt;say&lt;/s&gt; scream, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHOPPING SPREE!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivocity (!) for the first time (!!). Spent like $9.70 on cab just to get there on time. In the end I still had to wait for them. First stop, Candy Empire. Brendon being a bigkid ran in. As usual. Hahaha. He came out with nothing anyway. So they went to eat while I walked around aimlessly. Decided to go back after 5 minutes cos I was afraid of getting lost. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(At this point, the TV is showing Project Superstar on Channel U. All the NGs are super terrible &amp; the better ones arn't that good either. The NGs are seriously seriously disturbing. I hear sluring/off tunes/mispronounced chinese words resounding in my ear. This is affecting my ability to blog. Someone off the TV.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya so anyway. We found some shit on the floor which was terribly gross. EEEEEEEEEEEWEWEW. Phuay Hao went to smell it. HAHA. So we walked somemore.. The more we walked, the more I bought. No, seriously. I barely walked out of a shop buying something. (It's surprising I didn't buy anything from Topshop, Mango or Zara. Good on you, Linnette! CLAPCLAPCLAP!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of details, I shall just report on what I bought&amp;amp; spent on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gold earrings, Diva, $6&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry body polish, Bodyshop, $15.90&lt;br /&gt;Red long sleeved top, Forever 21, $18&lt;br /&gt;Black thick belt, Forever 21, $18&lt;br /&gt;Hairclips, Six, $9.90&lt;br /&gt;Black high heels, Tangs, $46.90&lt;br /&gt;Jellybeans, Candy Empire, $5.50&lt;br /&gt;Taxifare, Comfort, $9.70&lt;br /&gt;Total: $129.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it wasn't as bad as the last one. More things, less money! Which also mean, I AM A SMART SHOPPER! (: I think. But oh wells. I don't care. Shopping makes me happy. Very happy. :D Shopping sprees are becoming a monthly affair. (: YAYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you (in alphabetical order so there are no biasness!) Brendon, Cheryl, &lt;s&gt;(Does P or R come first?)&lt;/s&gt; Phuay hao &amp; Rachel for walking around Vivo with me for more than 3 times (: HEHEHEHEHEHE! &lt;3&lt;3  &amp;amp; as for today! Library with Jee &amp; Zachary. Kim came along later after we went to take our books. We ended up talking, playing pom pipi, poking each other, becoming horny, laughing our asses off, &amp;amp; the usual rubbish things you do around Zach &amp; Jeevan. Hahahaha. I had a fun day with them! (: Met sister, had Ramily Burger for dinner &amp;amp; left with Jee to Zoe's house to take Sister's measurements for the dress. Zoe was playing the Sims 2. &amp; she forgot to lend me the first one ): Pssssh! Walked home after that. Walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20048.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20048.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20030.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20030.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugar, sugar how you get so flyyy. Jeevan &amp; Zachary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20045.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%201.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) No, I wasn't kissing Jeevan. I was kissing Zachary's Silverstein bag &amp; pointing to the logo but it got cut off ): 2) All out Neoprints! Zach spoiler don't wanna take. Notice Jee's face. All the same smile &amp;amp; expression. Hahahah. So funny I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20028.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20028.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20029.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20029.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20047.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20047.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20050.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20050.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, camp tomorrow &amp; I have no idea what I can &amp;amp; cannot wear. Oh heck it. I'm coming home to sleep anyway. You wanna know why? Because. Because I am the Princess. Haha! I really hope Cheryl Tan is in my group so we could create havoc &amp; crap our ass out during activities. Without her, I'll be so bloody bored. CHERYL TANNN. (She says if we're in the same group then I should not go home to sleep. HAHA!) Okay, whatever, miss me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advertorial (at own cost):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="text"&gt;        In this world of plenty there are still billions of people living in extreme poverty.         Over 1,200,000,000 get by on less than $1 per day, meaning that their lives are a continual struggle for survival.                 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="text"&gt; We can, and we must, help these people to help themselves. Development is high on the international agenda and some progress has been made, but we must never rest until all men are free from the oppression of poverty. Our cause is just, only apathy will stand in our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="text"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.makepovertyhistory.org"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make Poverty History!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/20397496-116307846908833439?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116307846908833439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116307846908833439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116307846908833439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116307846908833439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/like-oh-my-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116296707735900211</id><published>2006-11-08T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T14:24:37.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/1.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/joo%20ji%20hoon%20%2814%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/joo%20ji%20hoon%20%2814%29.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/joo%20ji%20hoon.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/joo%20ji%20hoon.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIN GOOOONNN &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. Stop looking at the lower portion of the 3rd pic. :) It's disturbing. But who can resist a body like that? You tell me. Cannot say right? Ha. You see, you see! At this point, you must be thinking that I am turning into a stalker ah lian. I-IS-NOT. I'm still emo. (Bursts into an outrage) HAHAHA. I joke, I joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to chao off before I am late to meet The Usual. Vivocity for the first! (Don't call me sua ku okay.) Rachel is SO going to be late. As Usual. HAHA. Oh yesyes, I will be off at camp on Friday till Sunday. So, toodles you all (: I take my leave from this emo world &amp;amp; seek refuge in a holy place. AMENNNNN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116296707735900211?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116296707735900211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116296707735900211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116296707735900211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116296707735900211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/shin-goooonnn-3-okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116290908195023701</id><published>2006-11-07T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T22:18:02.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't bother asking why I've been so moody these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish you cared. Sometimes I wish you never give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish you'd love me. Sometimes I wish I'd hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish you could forget me. Sometimes I wish I could forget you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I could runaway. Sometimes I wish I could run to you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish to be alone. Sometimes I wish to be alone with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20397496-116290908195023701?l=murdermurmur.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/feeds/116290908195023701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20397496&amp;postID=116290908195023701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116290908195023701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20397496/posts/default/116290908195023701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://murdermurmur.blogspot.com/2006/11/dont-bother-asking-why-ive-been-so.html' title=''/><author><name>theQUEEN.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13621113696813864457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://i6.tinypic.com/13ypchf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20397496.post-116282567642011627</id><published>2006-11-06T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T18:26:32.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20116.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/1600/--%20088.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2743/1000/200/--%20088.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; No matter what I say, no matter what I write here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; I'm sick of always looking at this page with a blank stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; You never seem to know, and they never seem to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; Words don't always come as easily as you might want them to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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