<?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-10384688</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:34:07.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the talk show</title><subtitle type='html'>all the stuffs i write here r what i truely feel.. secrets r of course not included in this package</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113584260177071288</id><published>2005-12-29T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T23:50:01.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;darlin brain, where are you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113584260177071288?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113584260177071288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113584260177071288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113584260177071288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113584260177071288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/12/darlin-brain-where-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113557183057278274</id><published>2005-12-26T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T20:37:10.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>christmas day was kept kinda low tone this year. yeah. and i like it this way. manage to meet up all or rather most of the ppl that are dearest to me. the girls from g^3 club, the church mates, my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to thank everyone for the presents!&lt;br /&gt;thanks jo for that fantastic fragrance. thanks jinwen for that way cool i am playing stupid lighter. thanks clare and steven for cute photo frames. thanks. thanks zarra for that bamboo bag. thanks lincoln for firstly, remembering what is my fav choc. secondly, buying it for me. thirdly, wraping it in such a really pretty way which makes me even keep the wrappping paper. hahahs. thanks tk for my guess bag!!! and tee shirt of course and spending so much on me. thanks to sis for ginger bread tree. thanks to bro for the card and $$. thanks to octopus!! for the turtle. thanks xiangling for that my only hand made gift. thanks to everyone that wished me! hahhas. for now, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;love all of ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113557183057278274?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113557183057278274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113557183057278274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113557183057278274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113557183057278274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-day-was-kept-kinda-low-tone.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113548848974360349</id><published>2005-12-25T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T21:28:09.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant believe i am still stuck at home at this moment on christmas day!!!!!!!!! i am gg to kill that person that made me do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113548848974360349?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113548848974360349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113548848974360349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113548848974360349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113548848974360349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-cant-believe-i-am-still-stuck-at.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113474659088453223</id><published>2005-12-16T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T07:23:10.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to blog abt this. I HATE HAAGEN DAZS. THEY ARE THE MOST CHEAPO-NANA ICE CREAM STALL I'VE EVER BEEN TO. u know what they did to me?? THEY GOT ME TO PAY FOR THE EXTRA CUP WHEN I ASK FOR IT. how worst can they get? hello. like as if twenty cents can shoot up for sales to over a thousand dollars?? ok. i shall tell u the story now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the haagen dazs at esplanade. so my fren, kelly, wanted to get ice cream. so we shared. cos i feel like having like a little of ice cream only. i went into the shop, as whether can i have a cup cone order. hahahs. the person stared at me, huh? hahahs. so i explained, i want an ice cream cone, but help i want my ice cream in a cup but u give me the cone(i love cones! but i hate it also cos its so messy to have ur ice cream in it). they guy got the manager, so the manager said, i charge u for the cone for a dollar. i replied, why not u charge me for the cup? i think it would be cheaper that way. since u charge me 4.50 for a cone ice cream and its the same price for a cup ice cream. the manager insisted she charged me for the cone. but i insisted why not she charge me for the cup. she was really pissed. she looked at me and said, ok. cup for twenty cents. when i heard that i nearly fainted. i was like..... twenty cents?? do u feel happier when u do that?? so cheapo can! when i requested for such orders at other place, they jus give it to me for FREE. and now, u charge me for twenty cents. i was like.. is ur cup made of gold or something??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda angry not becos i felt sad for my twenty cents. but is so so cheapo!!! and the manager was also kinda rude to me. i went back the next day, its a different manager. she did charge me for the empty cup i took. i requested for spoons this time round too. i wanted to ask, do i have to pay for that too?? ten cents each?? but i did not, cos kelly ask me not to do it. and its another manager i am angry with, not her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna shame the rude manager. so i am gg back there again on wed all out to ask for extra spoons and throw 5 bucks on the table and tell her, 4.50 is for the ice cream. 20 cents for the cup. 20 cents for 2 spoons and 10 cents is for u, cos u have won the award of cheap skate in my life. hahahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113474659088453223?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113474659088453223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113474659088453223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113474659088453223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113474659088453223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-need-to-blog-abt-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113423472921269494</id><published>2005-12-11T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T09:12:09.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i am so proud of myself.*pats on shoulders* i survived one week of work. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and also, WHY ARE SHOPS LIKE GUESS AND ARMANI HAVING SALE AT MY POOREST TIMES!!!! its so so unfair!!! and my mum aint gg to buy much stuff for me. cos u know why? I JUS GOT A NEW PHONE!!! hahas. three cheers for that. motorola V3. its NOT the pink one though. i dont really like that anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;talking abt guess and armani. saw a guess bag that is cool and classy. at armani, two tops caught of eye, a pink silky top and also this armani logo top kind. oh shut up. i shall not talk abt it any more. yeah. esp not my armani, cos thats on sale which means, limited time to get it. that guess bag aint on sale, so i can take my own sweet time to get that bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113423472921269494?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113423472921269494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113423472921269494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113423472921269494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113423472921269494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-so-proud-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113380164163809049</id><published>2005-12-06T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T08:54:01.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i gave my first time away today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time working. hahas. it tough becos its boring. nothing much for me to do as a sales assistant. only like 2 out of 25 customers buy something. poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gg to work tml is becos of God. if its not for Him, i will be quitting the job now. hahas. i cant take hardship. now i know how weak i actually am. hahahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113380164163809049?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113380164163809049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113380164163809049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113380164163809049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113380164163809049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-gave-my-first-time-away-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113324678851782259</id><published>2005-11-28T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:48:37.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I HATE MY FRIDGE. i dont know whether is my hse having some world war three and thus having some food rationing programme. I CANT EVEN FIND SOMETHING THAT I WANT IN THE FRIDGE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ohh anyway, went to town with joanne yesterday(like FINALLY). the whole world seems to be there. saw mabel, fellicia and her fren on the train. later on saw dawn at topshop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i wanna eat ice cream!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;what am i blogging?? i've got no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;anyway, ignore the time and date for this post. cos my com doesnt have the thingy for me to change the time and date. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113324678851782259?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113324678851782259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113324678851782259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113324678851782259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113324678851782259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-hate-my-fridge.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113310703330310391</id><published>2005-11-27T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T07:59:19.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ok. that adidas bag is a new collection. its starting to come out EVERYWHERE. yes. EVERYWHERE. whatever. i am jus hoping no one would get the same bag as me. ok. thats if provided santa is granting my christmas wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i hate detest abhor my stomach. i got no idea why it aches at the most unexpected time. didnt fully enjoy todae's services becos of my stupid tummy. but something that really strongly griped my heart is something pst phil mention, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i am suspicious and i doubt that most of you are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANTICIPATING&lt;/span&gt; for the outpouring of the Holy Spirit"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i am certainly guilty of that. very guilty. i have not yet been anticipating. not yet getting prepared for the harvest that is coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;also, today, my patience has been strongly tested. if anyone of you knows, i have totally ZERO, big fat Z-E-R-O patience for kids. they get on my nerves so so easily. guess what. I TOOK CARE OF FOUR KIDS BY MYSELF FOR TWO HOURS(thanks to jackson). at first, i started off, ok loh. no choice. later as i continue playing with them, yes. at some point, i feel like jus stop entertaining them. jus let them play with themselves. its really tough. have to keep coming up with ideas and games to play with them.but i pushed myself on. becos of one thing, it is for God. i kept telling myself, yes they may be children, but who knows becos of these little actions, when they grow up, they will be great leaders of God. kinda happy abt my achievement. hahahs. who on earth will think TAN YAN BING will be able to do it?? hahhas. my character is changed. i know some attitude inside my has also changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;as i was playing with the kids, everyone was like looking at me. everyone was like, ohh. nanny. hahahas. so so embarassing can. but its for God. its worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113293411840835573</id><published>2005-11-25T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T07:55:18.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;went out jus now to ikea. had their meatballs. can u believe it. it was my FIRST time trying that. hahas. later on went to queensway. and i saw this really really totally superb-ly, awesomely, heaven-made, jaw dropping bag. i walked the whole place but theres like ONLY ONE in the whole of queensway centre. i was like mourning. cos i couldnt get it. as, i need to SAVE for christmas. went down to suntec after that, had ben and jerry.(got an extra scoop! hahas!my sis' fren rmbs me, so she gave me an extra scoop) walked to the next tower to check whether the adidas shop there carries that predator adidas bag i am so in love with it. and YES IT DOES and guess what, saw another leather bag. really nice nice nice too. how i wish someone can jus get that both for me for christmas. santa, pls grant my christmas wish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my bones and aching like nobody's business now. my back, my arms, my hands, my feet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;argh. i cant find the pictures of the bags!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113293411840835573?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113293411840835573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i dont know what am i doin too. i think i am jus so weird today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i shall list it down here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-went to suntec in the evening with my cg. for no reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-bought a cup of watermelon juice. becos i jus find the red colour nice. wasted 2 bucks. i only took a sip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-spoke less then 30 words on the way home with my fren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-waited till 2am before i use the computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-my eyes are tired. but i jus dun wanna get to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my last reason explains why am i here at this hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;feel as though i am torturing myself but i am enjoying it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113251411067495772?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113251411067495772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113251411067495772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113251411067495772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113251411067495772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113211310603968989</id><published>2005-11-16T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T19:52:53.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kelly kelly kelly. i've made such a HUGE sacrifice for her. firstly, i have decided to go for todae's bible study becos this is the only day she can make it. so, being a nice girl as i have always been, i decided to accompany her down todae. becos of this change from tues bible study to wednesday bible, I'VE GOT NO CAR RIDE HOME. i got to squeeze the bus after service with the rest of the 156468745631 members in it. and also, I CANT GET TO SEE SILLY CAT. which is like a major loss. u know how NOT often do i get to see silly cat nowadays??? plus plus plus, i will also be missing my prince turn into frog show(although jo got the vcd, but i still like to catch it on tv. hey it ryhmes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total loss amounted to: KELLY'S LIFE. i am so gg to shoot you later. but becos its a sacrifice, u can keep that life of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me what am i doin now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am mourning over my loss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113211310603968989?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113211310603968989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113211310603968989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113211310603968989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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really awful breakfast for me. then chase this cat away in such a violent way. she stopped with her violent act when my sis shouted at her. i jus dun understand. we told her nicely so many times to stop using the stick to poke the cat to go away, but she jus kept doin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt the cat. theres this cat that stood outside the gate of my house. my sis doesnt dare to get out, cos she is afraid of cats(me too) but that cat is really adorable. ohh. sorry. its a kitten. so small in size and she stared at us with that oh so innocent looking eyes. my sis and i cant bear to hit her. but my maid(that terrorist) immediately use a stick to poke her. how cruel. that kitten got into the house when we open the door. i freaked out immediately. i climbed onto my sofa while my sis and maid tried to lure her out with a bowl of MY MAGNOLIA MILK. lucky cat.in the end, of course we succeded. plus with some pushing the cat out. hahas. the whole process was funny man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i ought to treat my maid better. she will be send back to her hometown soon. not by my parents, but the government. she had already worked for us for 10 whole years. i will miss her. miss all her curry chicken, nasi lemak, fried chicken wings and so on. but i wont miss her irritating part. if u ask me, would i want her to stay or leave. i will say stay. cos although she can be irritating, but she helped my family alot in the past ten years. i dont mind bearing with her irritating acts but still have someone to clean my table for me or even lend me money. hahas. she is also my family news reporter. she reports to us all the news that are happening in my neighbourhood. like who died and stuffs. she is good man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113177081839172367?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113161558927106623</id><published>2005-11-10T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T01:40:16.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ok. after for like so long. i only manage to finish 3 disc of that pride show. but i am enjoying despite the suffering of having to read the chinese subtitles. i took like 2 hours for a one hour show. cos i had to pause for every second jus to read the chinese words. how i wish someone watch the show with me read the chinese words out. and anyway, the reason why i did not give up on watching the show is becos, THAT MAIN ACTOR IS SOOOOOOOO CUTE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;he got that perfect eyes that i totally love. if u do not know, the thing that attracts me to a guy, it's his eyes. i love those eyes which are bright and filled with confidence as u look into them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and anyway, back to the show. yes. that main actor's name in the show is halu. i jus simply love the way he places his "girlfriend" in his life. he always look out for his girl whenever he plays a game. he treats her as source of strength. thats what i love about him. he arent afraid of ppl saying him as one that depends on a girl. hahas. i would want sucha guy. that makes his girlfren feels important. i jus simply abhor guys that have such high ego and pride that they jus simply refuse to acknowledge the need of their girlfren, they are afraid that ppl will call them weak. and they always have a mindset that i do treasure them but its in the heart. hello. wake up u losers. i admire those guys that arent afraid to show out that they need their girl in their life. yes. show. not jus say. those guys maybe a great leader and many ppl may seek his advice but when it comes to his girl, he will seek her advice and not be afraid to show his weaknesses. those guys, jus simply live a balanced life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;my tutor is late. hahas. and i bargained with her for me to have jus an hour of tuition. hahas. and she agreed. what a cool tutor. hahas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113161558927106623?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113161558927106623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he did it. yes. he totally did it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he melted my heart all over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113136377622012458?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113136377622012458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113136377622012458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113136377622012458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113136377622012458'/><link 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totally love the food. its been long since i ate it. hahas. and guess what. there is this board at the coffeeshop of that bakut tah stall. no feeding of birds and pigeons WAS allowed in this area. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. the reason why am i blogging now is becos i dun feel like having my dinner. for no apparent reason. not that the food is yucky. but i jus dun feel like eating. ohh man. can someone feed me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113111036929647455?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113111036929647455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113111036929647455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i wonder how many more sweet ideas he have in that small brain of his. if there are still plenty, i would advise all the guys to get that brain of his. cos he is really sweet as a guy. u know what he did for my sis bdae?? let me tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, he called me and met me up. passing me something. so i was like. what is this?? and he told me thats my sis' bdae present and he left saying that said he will call me again at night. on sun's night, he called and told me HOW am suppose to pass her present. told me to wake up earlier then her on thurs(which is todae, 3 nov)and pass it to her. so i was like..... ok.... why cant u jus pass it to her todae. so he was like. aiya. pls pls pls pls pls and stuffs. yesterday, he keep calling me, msging me jus to remind me to pass it to her and he asked me whether do i have ear phones. i was like. no.*puzzled* why do u need ear phones? so i realise after asking that HE ACTUALLY RECORDED A BIRTHDAY MSG FOR HER IN SOME FORM OF RECORDER. and he wants her to hear it the first thing in the morning. hohohohoho. how sweet right? pleaded with her sis, cause tons of problems to her sis and not feeling peiseh, jus to get to her her present. hahas. okay. the not feeling peiseh part is untrue. cos he certainly was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, since i am on the topic of presents, christmas is coming. and like what the show, stairways to heaven taught me, the best gift that you can ever give to someone is not anything materialistic, but something that is part of you. the guy in the showed gave the girl he love a empty box. at first, the girl felt a little angry. thinking that he made a joke out of her. he met her in the office the next day and the guy told her, "not that i didnt want to give you anything, but it is becos i've got so much to give that i didnt know where to start from. besides that, i didnt want to give you anything that anyone can buy it" so in the later part of the show, he guy "gave" her 3 gifts, for her to fill up the box. dreams, hope(i think) and love, which is the greatest of all. but that doesnt mean i am against presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is like. i am sure ur frens will recieve loads of presents right, but what actually make a gift stands out from the rest, i believe its what is within the present then the present itself. it is the love within the present. and one perfect example is what joanne gave me on my bdae, a small little book that wrote down and pasted our memories of fun and friendship. although its jus a small inexpensive book to make, but that stands out head and above the rest of the presents i recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, dun ignore the fact:&lt;br /&gt;" you can give without loving, but u can NEVER love without giving"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113098198905108157?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113081889505401608</id><published>2005-11-01T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T20:24:16.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am suppose to go to CHINATOWN now. but, decided to postpone it to thurs instead. cos i am wearing formal today and i need to bring blazer. so lay chey to go to chinatown like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck at home again. still thinking whether shld i go suntec now and do some shopping alone and also get my free ben and jerry ice cream from my sis who is working there. but theres nothing special abt suntec. and anyway, the reason i am gg to chinatown is becos there are plenty of bargains there. i saw this scarf that can be use as a belt there that cost like only $3.90? so cheap right. hahahs. i am now into bargains stuff. branded and costly stuffs no longer interest me. hahas. i am still searching for flea markets. i saw a number of ppl mentioning it online from this forum, but but but i dun know where are they located at. hahash. another bargain place is also meridian centre?? or is it meridian shopping mall?? i dun know. i only thing that i know is that they have cheap shades and nice beaded clutch and shoes that u cant find it anywhere. hahas. i saw someone mentioning abt geylang serai too. hahas. i think i have gone bonkers. hahas. i am also getting my mum to get her tailor frens to help me make tops and skirts. i saw pretty cloths at spotlight. and then, i will have a skirt that is one of a kind. i will design it and get my mum's frens to help me to produce it. muhahha. ain't i'm smart?? maybe i can even create my own brand. (fat hope tan yan bing). hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zap zap. anyway M^2, mango is having 30% off for selected items. they are having their mid season sale. so so so, u wanna get anything?? hahahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113081889505401608?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113081889505401608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113081889505401608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113081889505401608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113081889505401608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-am-suppose-to-go-to-chinatown-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113060009788927316</id><published>2005-10-29T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T08:34:57.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i think i am crazy. or this craziness is not even me. i dun know what my mind had been thinking of. seriously. i am like losing control over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;someone, pls get my mind back for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113060009788927316?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113060009788927316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113060009788927316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113060009788927316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113060009788927316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-think-i-am-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113050802177363208</id><published>2005-10-28T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T10:11:01.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas. the comments on my report card is so so so so FUNNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments: yan bing is confident in her interaction with others. she takes concrete steps to make improvements in her acadamic studies. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she strongly believes in racial harmony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the reason why my teacher would write that last sentence is becos i sit behind edlin and i talk to her very often and share junks with her. hahahshahsah. and edlin is the ONLY malay in my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the mrs loh is so so so petty. she told my mum my attitude is bad in school. showing pissed faces when scolded by teacher. i think she is referring to THAT incident that happened when i walked out of the classroom. i DUN LIKE her can! and my mum believed her rather then me.(i guess very much so, since i also do that at home) my mum even wanted to call dawn up can! cos i told her i was accused. thank God no one in my family know who is dawn. hahahs. i also didnt reveal dawn's name. i refer to her as my partner. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really thank God. I PASSED ALL SUBJECTS!&lt;br /&gt;dun ask my abt my aggregate. cos it aint nice. i promise i will do well next year. wait for me my dear teachers. i will show you who is the smart one. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its my maid's bdae today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113050802177363208?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113050802177363208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113050802177363208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113050802177363208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113050802177363208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113037556033090139</id><published>2005-10-27T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T18:15:32.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am suppose to be sleeping now!!!!! argh!!! why on earth did i wake up so early for??? i got no idea why. its my self declared holiday!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i getting fatter and fatter as each day pass by. my eyes are beginning to see a little tummy growing. its really obvious when i wear body fitting clothes. argh!!! shouldnt have ate so much during exams. but eating is one out of my two ways of distress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sometimes i really thank God that there are ppl ard me that love me for who i am but not jus how i look. i am really assured that even if become as fat as a stuff bear, my frens will still love me and not despised me. and even as i complain about my tummy, there are ppl telling me that i still look great. i do not need to cut down to gain self security. becos i am secured of my position in God. but i still wanna cut down that tummy of mine! its ugly. hideous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;off to the gym!!! next week. i promise. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i read this poem. a fren of mine have sent it to me. thought is really depict the world we are living in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Have you ever watched kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;On a merry-go-round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;You better slow down.Don't dance so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Time is short.The music won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Do you run through each day On the fly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When you ask How are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Do you hear the reply?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When the day is done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Do you lie in your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;With the next hundred chores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Running through your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Time is short. The music won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ever told your child,We'll do it tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;And in your haste,Not see his sorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ever lost touch,Let a good friendship die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cause you never had time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;To call and say,"Hi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;You'd better slow down.Don't dance so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Time is short.The music won't last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When you run so fast to get somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;You miss half the fun of getting there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;When you worry and hurry through your day,It is like an unopened gift....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Thrown away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Life is not a race.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Do take it slower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hear the music, Before the song is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113037556033090139?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113037556033090139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113037556033090139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113037556033090139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113037556033090139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-suppose-to-be-sleeping-now-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-113011998786557346</id><published>2005-10-24T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T19:13:07.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yesterday's sermon was really good. i like esp the part whereby pastor said abt inquiring God. i thought that it is really true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i went to my grandma's hse on sat and to my surprised, my cousin and her husband came. my cousin's husband(uncle joe, thats what i call him), was talking to my mum abt some economy and business stuffs. so my mum was asking which line is like the prospering line now. so uncle joe said blah blah blah blah blah(not important so i am not typing it out). but at the end he told my mum this, yes looking at the country's flow of economy is important but whats more important is God's guidence. jus one second in his favour, your life is never gg to be the same again. it is not getting the highest pay, but following God's direction. his flow of direction is better then anything. when i heard this, i jus feel like standing up and appauld for him. i was deeply impacted by this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;yes. its so true that jus one second in His favour life is not gg to be the same again. we got to inquire God about our daily life. many people will most prob inquire God when only they have problems or something important that they need to decide, it is good that ppl does that(at least they inquire God) but how abt when life is jus smooth flowing period?? in the smallest thing, are u inquiring God abt it?? how can we be not being faithful in the little things, be faithful in much. if we cant even handle a single slice of pizza what makes you think that u can finish the whole 12 pieces of pizza. many people often struggle with the problem of not being able to hear or discern God's voice when they inquire God, they blame God for not speaking. bit it is actually becos their spiritual ears are only open during troubled times, they have a lack of practice in hearing God's voice. is jus like training and polishing up ur skills on something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;dont put God outside ur life when ur life is good. put God inside so that ur good life can be changed into a better life and a better life to a the best life and from a best life into a extraordinary life! inquire him today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-113011998786557346?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/113011998786557346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=113011998786557346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113011998786557346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/113011998786557346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/yesterdays-sermon-was-really-good.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112998764292198142</id><published>2005-10-22T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T07:06:13.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i believe with all of my heart that chocolates does help people to feel happy as they help the human body to produce some hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so so angry with my mum jus a moment ago. she lied to me AGAIN. yes. again. i hate it when she does that. i always tell myself time again and again that i wouldnt want to trust her any words any more, but somehow, i still give some hope to it, hoping she would change this time. but again and ahain, i am jus proven wrong everytime. isnt she tired of doin it?? cos i am tired of listening all her excuses. she jus seems that she have the right to do it cos she is the mum and she is the one providing me my allowance and stuff. and the worst thing is, she doesnt give space for discussion. this is the problem with most parents nowadays. what ever i say is correct cos i am the one giving you the money attitude. parents fail to understand, fail to know why are their children reacting in this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt that the reason why children run away from home?? becos parents are unreasonable. their parents will then cry and try to look for them. and promise a thousand and one thing jus for them to come back. yes. at first their children come home, they will pamper them but as time goes on, everything will be back to the same. cos the root of the problem is not solve. the seed of understanding is not planted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents always think that children dun understand. while children thinks that parents doesnt understand. but the matter of fact is, actually both sides are able to understand provided each side is willing to share and not judge each other actions easily. if children doesnt understand, then why does ur child have frens?? friendship is establish becos of understanding. that goes the same for parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have seen enough of the cycle of problems between my mum and i. i am getting tired of it. i wonder why did she even give birth to me in the first place if she doesnt want to pamper and love me. i rather she abort me and i will be in heaven with Jesus now. there will not be a need of pain between the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can i jus stop breathing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112998764292198142?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112998764292198142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112998764292198142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112998764292198142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112998764292198142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/now-i-believe-with-all-of-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112983536694601138</id><published>2005-10-21T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T12:09:26.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still feeling elated for something that is lingering in my mind. yeah. how dumb bing. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;who cares. i guess very much only colin knows abt it. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for staying here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112983536694601138?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112983536694601138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112983536694601138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112983536694601138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112983536694601138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/hola-i-am-still-feeling-elated-for.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112962335270425715</id><published>2005-10-18T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T01:15:52.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!! U GUYS GONNA READ ALL THESE QUOTES THAT I GOT OFF THE NET!!! YOU WILL SURE HAVE A GOOD LAUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;away messages&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is this cat. This is is cat. This is how cat. This is to cat. This is keep cat. This is a cat. This is dumbass cat. This is busy cat. This is for cat. This is forty cat. This is seconds cat. * Now go back and read the THIRD word in each sentence from the top. Betcha you can't resist passing it on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*Trying to stop world hunger...starting with me...Be back after i get some grub!*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are red, voilets are blue, i'm here but ignoring you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently attempting to avoid you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello welcome to my away message how may I ignore you today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently away..mabye because you pissed me off so much that you made me go draw a picture of you and throw darts at it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think spinning in my chair is a better way to fill my time then talking to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really away...... Your computer is LYING to you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;flirty messages&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I lOoK lIkE a GrOcErY iTeM tO u CaUsE i SeE u ChEcKiN mE oUt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're so hot, u make fire look cold!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flirtation=attention with intention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sweet as hunny, im hot as hell, im the finest girl, as u can tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If good looks was a minute you'd be a long day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at the stars last night and for every star I saw I named something that I liked about you...then I ran out of stars~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;insults&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, the salad that I had for lunch today was dressed better than you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave me eyes so i can look at u. God gave me arms so i can hug u. God gave me lips so i can kiss u. God gave me common sense so i can dump u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya mama so stupid, she stared at a can of apple juice because it said 'concentrate'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some drink from the fountain of knowledge; he only gargled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speed of light is faster than the speed of sound, thats why you apeared bright until you spoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;jokes&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time a blonde joined her local library. After hours of indecisive browsing she finally chose a book and rushed home excitedly to read it. Several days later, she returns and, slamming the book angrily onto the counter, exclaimed, ‘This book is really boring. It had too many characters and far too many numbers. Give me something more interesting.’ At that the librarian turned to his colleague and happily announced, ‘Hey Bill stop the search - we’ve got the phone book back!’"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did micky mouse get shot???? because donald ducked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A panda walks into a bar eats some food, shoots up the place, and then starts to walk out. The bartender says, "Hey, what did you do that for?" The panda replies, "I'm a panda, look it up." So the bartender gets a dictionary and under panda bear it says, "Panda: Eats shoots and leaves"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on a sea food diet............when i see foood i eat it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112962335270425715?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112962335270425715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112962335270425715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112962335270425715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112962335270425715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/omg-u-guys-gonna-read-all-these-quotes.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112953288593963498</id><published>2005-10-17T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T00:09:48.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much stuffs. to be completed. hola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completed my stairways to heaven. hahas. i hate hate hate hate the ending!!! why cant the storywriter create a happy ending?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch the kingdom of heaven later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am not blind or deaf. i can clearly see and hear what you've done for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112953288593963498?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112953288593963498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112953288593963498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112953288593963498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112953288593963498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-much-stuffs.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112938521359083289</id><published>2005-10-15T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T07:11:00.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;lola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;jus wasted my whole day watching stairways to heaven. korea show is indeed korea show. super draggy. hahahs. and guess what. i got like total peace todae. no one msg me. no one called me. (exp at night) cool yeah. i am not in high demand todae. haahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;gg to start watching it again. still left with 7 more cds. feel like asking joanne to tell me the ending. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;but its a nice show. the actor is really really cute!!! his body is like............... hahahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and anyway, its been long since i blog at night. hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112938521359083289?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112938521359083289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112938521359083289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112938521359083289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112938521359083289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/lola-jus-wasted-my-whole-day-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112919976547590891</id><published>2005-10-13T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T03:36:05.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;F-R-E-E!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, saw bon jovi album todae and I AM TOTALLY IN LOVE WITH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am such a faithful blogger nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Your presence is my endorsement. I adore You, truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112919976547590891?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112919976547590891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112919976547590891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112919976547590891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112919976547590891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-f-r-e-e-anyway-saw-bon-jovi-album.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112910257448945225</id><published>2005-10-12T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T00:36:14.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is not as if i live in some obscure places or some unknown planets. why am i always the last one to know about things?? like who and who is together, all the secrets of people and stuffs. even world news like tsunami, earthquake, NKF thing. i seem to be like the last to know. how pathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from&lt;em&gt; joanne&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;" my dad bought this book called the book of colours. the pages inside are full of colours!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how dumb can she get. hahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it great to have a good fren that doesnt come online often?? haahs. she wont be able to read anything i say abt her. hahas. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote from a &lt;em&gt;abercombie tee shirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; i'm his. cos he appreciates perfection."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt this really good??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112910257448945225?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112910257448945225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112910257448945225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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couples hold hands for??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i was jus thinking abt it jus now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not against holding hands, but what is that symbolic reason for holding hands.&lt;br /&gt;thought of a few reasons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becos it shows love. but the next thought that came into my mind was "how???"&lt;br /&gt;becos it... blah blah. i forgot what i thought of. ahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to me it means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;i dont wanna get you lost in this crazy world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it sweet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and isnt it sad to see that many people are holding hands with their guy or girlfren jus becos it is like the standard thing to do or becos everyone is doin it.thats so pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112869837535193729</id><published>2005-10-07T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T08:19:35.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a my eng, chinese, social studies and emaths paper two this week. and u know what, i've got totally no confidence that i will be able to make it to sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng. killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for social studies, wasted half and hour writing the wrong stuffs. cos i read the wrong source. wrote like one full page before i realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emaths. i suffered a blank out. forgot my cos rule. how worst can it get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese. not bad. at least theres still some hope left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was feeling really down in the afternoon. but God was like really good and he is really cute too. i am not gg to say it here. cos i am feeling so lazy to type long paragraphs. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep shining!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fruitcake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112869837535193729?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112869837535193729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112869837535193729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112869837535193729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112869837535193729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/had-my-eng-chinese-social-studies-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112832092259018299</id><published>2005-10-03T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T23:28:42.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look at me look at me. see how bored i am. see how bored i am. so bored so lame i blog here. extremely bored i blog here. gonna blog a post on it. i hate now i hate now!!!. (sing this with the tune of the advertisement grow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hate myself now. i am suppose to be studying. but nothing seems to get into my brain. i cant solve even my Amaths TYS questions. i tried studying SS. but end up reading it. stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my blogskin. hahas. i jus love this song by yellowcard--only one. thats i why decided to change into this skin. hahahs. its a nice but old song. everyone shld listen to it. muhahha. anyway, M^2 satisfied with my skin now. hahahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i did something bad yesterday. so i jus wanna apologise to someone. i didnt mean to do it ya. it jus came out of my mouth yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112832092259018299?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112830240623517288</id><published>2005-10-03T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T18:20:06.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like destroying my blog. hahhas. i am so so lazy to update it now. it is now being filled with cobwebs all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt turn up for school. thats why i am here now. felt that gg to sch todae is pointless. four of mr wong's lesson. total waste of time. i can use that time in a much productive way at home. so decided to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg to start studying at 10. and end at 6. 8 HOURS OF STUDYING. shall do my A and E maths. bio and my social studies and also my TYS of physics and chem. do u think i can finish it?? hahahs. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone seem to have forgotten abt children's day. everyone have lost their innocence of childhood years. hahahs. i am not childish by celebrating it. i am jus child-like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112830240623517288?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112830240623517288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112830240623517288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112830240623517288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112830240623517288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-feel-like-destroying-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112720128134368116</id><published>2005-09-20T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:28:01.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally here again. yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are cuming. jus started my revision yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has been very moody quite often these few days. which i dont know why too. it always come to me like in a sudden. why does people get moody??? its will be obvious that i dont choose it. cos i like to laugh of head off everyday. i hate people who sulk. thats why if i ever type a haiz in a conversation with me. i will ask you whats with you. cos i really cant stand it. everyday is a good day. ok. sometimes i do have my bad days, but bad days happen because something bad happens right, and its obvious that we cant change that thing ard and can only live with it, why not jus laugh ur head off at that bad thing ya. why do u wan that bad thing to laugh at you, a loser, that cant even let go of it. that will explain the reason why i love jokes. and genetically, i am born to love jokes. cos from what i notice, my family loves jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shld i watch charlie and the chocolate factory or shld i study??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;^*through that secret stairways. i am not satisfied*^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112720128134368116?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112634667880669129</id><published>2005-09-10T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T03:04:38.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am feeling so sad for my maid now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually the job of a maid is not fun. it is the saddest job one can ever have. is like. away from ur family, frens, home and country. to a place where you have nv been to. which family will you end up in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my maid's mum is hospitialised. had an operation on her eyes. and my maid is really sad over it. she is like crying. i really feel like comforting her. but i dont know how to. ohh. my heart is down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112634667880669129?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112601995772218450</id><published>2005-09-06T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T08:20:59.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to joanne: thanks for telling me to get that ring. cos after staring at it for a longer period of time at home. i am falling so deeply in love with it!! jus simply love ya girl. whoo~hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112601995772218450?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112601995772218450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112601995772218450' title='0 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one last night doin MATHS. woke up this morning and started doin MATHS again. and i found joy in it. cos things that i thought i cant solve seems so easy all of a sudden. so i was like wondering, did i turn smart all of a sudden after hanging out at starbucks in the evening. hahhas. and i guess the answer is of course yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i am here to kill time. meeting joanne at 330 at city hall. as usual, both of us will be late. so i am taking my own sweet time here. no point reaching so early and wait for her. hahhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather todae is warm. wonder where we shld go out to shop todae. yar. so usual, dont have much $$. firstly is arise and build season. secondly, the motto of my body is "live to eat". so yes, i will mostly spend the little that i have on food. even though i can use the money to get a top. yes.only one. but its better then nothing right. but somehow, my $$ will always slip into some food seller hands. got no idea how.  and i told M^2, i am gg to the gym soon. and his reaction was like, huh?!?!? u serious?!?!??!?. whats so surprising?? hello. prevention is better then cure right. i dont wanna get fat. i wanna mantain it. and mantainence requires hardwork. yes. i am gg to do it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112598946707781547?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112598946707781547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112598946707781547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112598946707781547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112598946707781547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/09/heehee.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112588486100263090</id><published>2005-09-05T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T18:47:41.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my mind is really filled with loads of things now. it was suppose to be empty so that i can concentrate on studying this week. but apparently, thoughts are jus running at the speed of light in my mind. thought abt my cell grp. went home with tk yesterday, he was talking abt the cg and come probs of it and his own stuffs. i was sitting there listening throughout the journey home. when i got home, i was thinking, why is it the burden of the cg is only carried upon the shoulders of tk and yh. arent we a cell grp. i guess partly is becos, members doesnt want to share and leaders doesnt want to disclose so much of it. but if we keep on keeping your life out from one another, soon, accountability towards members and not jus leaders will be not exist. and the cell grp wont be a real cell grp anymore. i msged tk a thanks msg after that cos he sacrifice his show for me and make me feel real bad, he was like showing his nice side of his which makes me feel so odd when he replied the msg. i told him that i feel funny becos i cant imagine that this guy i am msging too is also the guy that i was slapping jus now. hahahs. so he replied, one of the sentence of the long msg is, maybe you dont really know who i am. i didnt reply that msg as i was too tired, but i read it. i wanted to msg back, you say i dont know who are you, then i would like to ask a question, who are you? why not you be the one who tell me. not many people know you, as in really knowing you, is not becos they do not want to, but it is you who do not want to be open with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling like the song that corrine may sang, save me in this crazy world. yes. save me. my super man, save me. i saw machottie yesterday. yes yes. he is jus so totally hot and cute. saw him many many times. during service, after sevice. maybe it is to make up for me missing him last sun. hahahs. kidding. but machottie. is jus so....... ohh man. kelly think that way too. whoo hoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112588486100263090?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112531009442468345</id><published>2005-08-29T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T03:08:14.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. fellicia, dawn, mabel, evonnie and edlin had been making fun of me and daryl. and now, even jialing is talking abt me. ohh my. there goes my reputation. u ppl are too much la. not as if u girls didnt talk to him. i box you i box you i box you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to joanne's hse to watch lost jus now. i mean jus tha first cd. hahahs. nice nice nice. and i ate this sweet recipe's chocolate cake... it was like.. heavenly. yar yar. all the calories. keith didnt come to school todae and that make my day less irritated. hahhas. fellicia didnt turn up too. she is having sore eyes. and mrs lim was like saying, wonder what have been she watching. hahahs. porn maybe. like samuel!! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am gg to die. there are alot of girls out there plotting me to die. yeah. i tink only one person would understand this why am i saying this. hhahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng word power test tml. God bless ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112531009442468345?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112531009442468345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112531009442468345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112531009442468345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112531009442468345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok_29.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112495673561612806</id><published>2005-08-25T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T01:11:58.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok. i am getting too lazy these few days.too lazy to type(thats why i didnt go online, and even if i did, it is only for 15 mins), too lazy to check mail, too lazy to study, too lazy to get onto my bed, too lazy to eat. that explains why i've been blogging mindless things on my blog of the past few entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fun day is school. hahhas. super fun. mabel, that concave breasts, and me went to the toilet after bio lesson. the next period is wongcc's period. so i thought of an idea to like scoop some water on my hands back to class. so we did. hahash. both of our hands was like dripping down water when we make our way back to class. mabel got big hands man. with the water in our hands, we walk cum run back to our seats. and happen that yinzhou and the guys was playing with a shuttle cord??(is it supposed to be spelled this way?) near us. so of course, the most adorable person that you want to splash the water on is yinzhou. hahhas. so his head was like dripping down water after the splashed(from here, u would know how big mabel hands are to contain so much water) . so funny. during wongcc period, while he go to the toilet, we did it again on keith( cos yinzhou ran away when he saw us). hahahs. his reaction was like. what?!?!? hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think u would think that it is funny. cos u wasnt there in person. but the reaction of the guys was like so cute. hahash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112495673561612806?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112495673561612806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112495673561612806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112495673561612806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112495673561612806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok_25.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112471201109037889</id><published>2005-08-22T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T05:00:11.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok. i am SUPPOSE to eat ice cream now. but thanks to my sis, she took all her life to get downstairs and get the ice cream, thus, the ice cream man left. pissed with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am gg to work hard from now on. really hard. i am gg to mug till my eyes pop out. exams are cuming in 5 weeks time. my maths!!! i have yet to perfect it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yesterday had such a great time in church. hahas. kelly and me took alot of stupid photos. she got a new phone, and the memory space for photo storage is huge. so i took advantage of it. really fun man. was like gg to different place within the church. from the lobby to the cafe to the toliet!! hahhas. cant upload them here now cos it is still in her phone. hahahs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tml dawn is not coming to school. i am gg to be bored man. she got two days MC. so cool la. i dont know why did she turn up todae since she have MC for todae too. but dawn, if u r reading this, i wont miss you. fat hope. hahahs. i am gg to find something to do tml. maybe do maths in class. hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112471201109037889?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112471201109037889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112471201109037889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112471201109037889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112471201109037889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112446856962220956</id><published>2005-08-19T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:22:49.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haven been blogging. hahhas. good news!! i passed my eng compo that i took 3 weeks ago!! woohoo. i thought that i will fail cos its like argumentative essay and i thought i was writing things that only i will understand. hahhas. but it turned to be like model essay. hahas. i mean not as in model model but u know at least it is photocopied out for the whole class to read. hahahs. smart aint i?? hahhas. thank God man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i like something that i wrote in the compo.&lt;em&gt; acadamic results may bring you to high positions in life, but it is character that keeps us there. &lt;/em&gt;so ppl, esp, those taking O levels.  results arent everything. they are jus part of life. dont fret and dont cry too! studies dont worth ur tears. it only worth ur hardwork, ur sweat, but not ur tears. i used to cry over studies too(esp maths), but now i dont. cos i always tell myself this, all of my maths is peanuts to my God. so if u think that you cant go on and feel like giving up, be an overcomer. and u can only overcome something when a thing is painful to go thru, hard to go thru. u can be an overcomer todae if u have any problems that you are gg thru. dont be someone that says, i will be an overcomer but when the real thing come, u run away. u undercome. in actual fact, you are not an overcomer at all! u can only overcome bad things. so do it todae! you will reap what you sow. sow todae that you may reap somewhere down the road of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112409643380592936</id><published>2005-08-15T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T02:00:33.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;homework that are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;long overdue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(and they need to be done by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*chinese storybook review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*chinese NKF newspaper article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*chinese workbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;*english comprehension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*geography worksheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*social studies essay question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*maths tuition homework(both maths)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112409643380592936?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112376075859703197</id><published>2005-08-11T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T04:51:40.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i saw this gang fight beside my class room todae. but it lasted for a short while only. is isnt really that exicitng. let me tell u the story. hahahs. ah beng and ah lien is arguing.( thats how it got my attention and i am not that sure whether is it a guy and girll). they are like raising their voices at each other. and jus a while later they got into fight. one of them got pushed on the floor and the fight begins. they even have supporters beside them. but i guess they decided to go one on one. hahahs. two of them fought in the middle. punch each other. later on, it ended. it didnt last long like what i've told ya. hahahs. all the birds flew off after fighting. yes. it was a fight between birds and birds. hahahs. its true ok. hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112376075859703197?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112376075859703197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112376075859703197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112376075859703197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112376075859703197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-saw-this-gang-fight-beside-my-class.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112346962830330845</id><published>2005-08-08T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T19:53:48.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i must be mad. i am refusing to go to malaysia with my dad today. i just dun have the mood. maybe i'll do it on wed? if not, sat. i need new jeans, bags and tops. i wanna buy jackets too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;FOP was tiring man. reached home near 1 everyday. but the presence of God was like.. awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;however, although many youths turn up and dance and scream their way thru the songs, but i cant help but to think are they jumping, screaming jus becos it is hillsongs and delirious. and i am proven right. u can see that during the sharing of the word, many youths was like taking out their phones and msging. they dun even bring their bible there. or shld i say, do they even have a bible at home. my pastor once said, u only love God as much as you love his word. which is so true. if u have a boy or girl fren, do u say i love you but i hate the words that comes out from ur mouth? i am sure not right. u would wan the guy to talk to you right. isnt it the same here? i saw a few gm people, i am ushering for that few days so i happen to notice them when delirious said, who really want to live for God. they raised up their hands. but when i compare their actions in school and their lifting up their hands at that time, i feel like asking them, do u know what u r saying when u lift up ur hands now? do u really know? i doubt they know. if they did, then why are F words coming out frm ur mouth when u r out of church? and the gist of the FOP is not hillsongs, is not delirious, it is the presence of God that really matters. but as u read ppl's blog now and their comments on FOP is the same. hillsongs and delirious is good. great awesome. i haven even come across one that says, the presence of God is..................... this only shows one thing, they go becos of hillsongs and delirious and they totally miss out something that is far more greater that hillsongs and delirious. the power of God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;being sold out for God means ur everything. r u willing to do it? it means being laugh at and despise by the world. u r willing to do ur most basic quiet time? r u willing to give up BGR and give urself totally to do God's work like reaching out? ur time ur money. r u willing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112346962830330845?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112346962830330845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112346962830330845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112346962830330845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112346962830330845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-must-be-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112297295173032587</id><published>2005-08-02T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T01:55:51.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay. jus came back from "hunting". i mean clothes hunting FOP is this weekend and i need to get new formal clothes. and on the other hand, my mum is not back yet so that means i didnt have alot of money. but i am a good hunter. hahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i got myself a cardigen at naff at only $12!! it is really cheap.(i am not trying to show off what i buy, i am trying to show off how i got it). and the shop assistant is really friendly. she is a shop assistant that every shop must have. seriously. she is great. i like the service she offered. smiling and giving sum advice. and i got a pair of pumps at like only 10 bucks. told ya i am great aint i'm? hhas. and while i was entering and gg out of shops jus now, i met this over excited shop assistant. i was juts looking ard and she just appeared in front of me all of a sudden and in her hands was a pair of jeans. and she said, new design. just arrived. for a moment i thought she wasnt talking to me. i thought she was talking to the guy behind me. but later on, that guy went off. so she stare at me. i was like. er.. i am looking for cardigens. and she said. ohh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am happy. my mum is coming back tonight. plane landing at 6pm.  and i scored soo well for my Amaths test. 22 and a half upon 25. i am gg to score as well for my chinese paper on thurs and emaths on fri. i can do it. cos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am jus a genius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112297295173032587?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112297295173032587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112297295173032587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112297295173032587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112297295173032587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112282083636027458</id><published>2005-07-31T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T07:40:36.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;deliverance service was kind of scary. hahahs. i mean. really. but i didnt go down to get delivered cos i need to accompany a new fren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;went out with my cg guys. ok. this is my comment. kind of boring. esp when they talk abt girls. it is ok to talk abt girls but how cum i am totally bored by it is becos they talk in codes. like sunshine, green tea and whoever which i dun care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i ask the guys sumthing but only tat kwek ans me. hahhas. i ask them how does guys feel when they r horny? like what willl happen and stuffs. hahahs. ok. i dun think i wanna type the reply here. hahas. but is funny. he is shocked by how cum i am asking this question. hahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112282083636027458?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112282083636027458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112282083636027458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112282083636027458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112282083636027458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/07/deliverance-service-was-kind-of-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112265342323726794</id><published>2005-07-30T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:10:23.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jus came back frm cg. kind of tired now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mum flew off todae. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;malaysia is having a sale. u will catch me there man. firstly, things in malaysia is already su[er cheap, can u imagine. WITH SALE. i think i am gg to die of shopping. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am tired. shall stop here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112265342323726794?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112265342323726794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112265342323726794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112265342323726794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112265342323726794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/07/jus-came-back-frm-cg.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112245381873409419</id><published>2005-07-27T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T01:43:38.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the painkillers arent even helping me. i am dying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112245381873409419?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112236765795742721</id><published>2005-07-26T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T01:47:37.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;muhahhaha. i am finally using the new com!! i am so so happy. finally finally finally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i seriously dun know what to blog abt. er....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was jus looking through someone's blog just a few moments ago and she was saying something like the last time she got to have a close friend is like a long long time ago and she wish that she would have more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at first, i was thinking abt it myself. the last time i got a have a new close fren is some time back but as i ponder deeper into it, i realise something. ok. i am not trying to be mean here but that girl seems to have a very shallow thinking about friendship. a best fren is someone that i think is really hard to find. is like, where on earth can u find ppl that think the way you think, dress like the way u dresses and talk like the way you talks?? is hard right. thats what makes close frens special. i dun know what was she thinking, but she puts it in a way that she can get anyone to be her close friend if she wants to. if thats the case, i will feel so sad for those hu are label them as they are my close frens, cos they dun have the special-ness that every best frens have for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112201917490189225</id><published>2005-07-22T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T00:59:34.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;enough of that crap alright mum. stop screaming as if u owe the world. cos to tell you. u r jus a care taker of mine. i belong to God. i am not ur anger toy. y cant you jus be like other mums that take time to understand me.i am the youngest, dont u even notice you spend the least time with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i didnt turn up for school becos of my dear mum, i cant stand her tormenting me EVERY MORNING. saying that i blame her that i didnt take my breakfast. hello, hu dun wish to eat if they can? i am running late for school can. and i didnt even blame you.i merely ask you to hurry up. and u said that i blame you cos i cant take my breakfast. look at what r u turning into? monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i cant stand her shouting at me so i jus got off the car while she she stop for a turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if only i can choose my mum, wouldnt it be great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112201917490189225?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112201917490189225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have actually recovered 2 days ago. but somehow i fell sick again. ok, it was my fault cos of all the junks i ate despite knowing i will fall sick again. but come on, 2 days without junks, can u stand it? my throat is terrible. really terrible and it is made worst of yesterday's night over night prayer mtg. i was so sick that i went up to media control room to take a break from praying for session 2 and 3. i was like sitting in the super freezing room like a living zombie. hahas. but it was fun sitting there. saw all the camera shots and everything. and mind you, not everyone can jus get into the media control room jus like that. according to my sis, it is the most expensive room in my church.with all the tvs, wires and computers and alot more of other stuffs. muhahahha. wonder how i get in?? my sis is the ic for chorus board, so she let me stay there. hahas. isnt it great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arts night is tonight and i dont feel like gg. but thinking abt my own ten bucks i spent on it, i think i would jus turn up to use up my 10 buck wisely. and i jus logged on the friendster and saw this title for one of the bulletin post. it goes, "i cant leave without you". i was like. ohh my goodness, he doesnt even know is LIVE without you. i was like, how bad can it get. ok. maybe i shouldnt judge him.ok. not maybe. is i shouldnt judge him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112149300504011182?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112149300504011182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112149300504011182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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suspect it to be virus. so i am not depending on my anti bodies in my body to fight this virus. hahhas. i am getting so bio here. ahahsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;got 2 days of MC. aint the doc nice? hahas. but got to miss fasting tml.  i am thinking whether shld i go for BS or not. i think i'll see how. if my body cant make it. then i think i dun go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i am feeling kind of upset now. kelly told me something. i feel like i am such a mean girl now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112117786634857780?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112089799351459740</id><published>2005-07-09T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T01:34:25.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;went for my church overnight prayer meeting for the first time. i am so so blessed by it. b4 the prayer mtg. i was like. how am i gg to make it thru. i slept at like 230 the night b4. woke up at 6 for school. didnt catch my afternoon nap as i was really busy.went for cg, then prayer mtg. from 11pm-5am. but once i God touched me, i was so so blessed. there was something so strong in the atmosphere. my palms can feel something so real. the second session, realli discipline my concentration. i dun know y. i was rather not focusing on God. the last session was also great. although i didnt really get to enjoy the last session cos i knelt down b4 the Lord in like a wrong way. so my ankle was giving me loads of pain and cramps. so didnt really get the full effect of the last session. but once i stand up and really draw in towards the presence of God. wow. it was like. so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawn was also rather sweet. hahas. i was telling her in the afternoon. ohh my. how am i gg to make it man. the she send me a msg i think at night encouraging me. thanks dawn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;_*// God. u are so real. _//*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112089799351459740?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112089799351459740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jus a short entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jus bought a pair of slippers frm this temp stall at tamp. it is really cheap. 8 bucks. ahas. it have beads on it.and it is hand made. i jus love hand made items. i didnt know that stall was opened becos this church is using this way to raise fund for missions. the auntie told me. so i was really taken aback. didnt know that buying slippers can also help missions. hahas. i also bought this wooden necklace. i think it is hand made too. hahas. one thing i love so much abt handmade becos no one will have the same thing as me. hahahs. i am broke for this week. need to get more money. the 70 bucks my fren gave me is like disappearing. i better make it appear again. hahas. if not, i will be such a failure. hahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dawn koh didnt turn up for school. she is sick. love sick. hahas. kidding. and i brought red current puff frm marks and spencer todae. yet she didnt turn up. hahas. she can only blame her body. she miss my feast man. hahash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112072477462349522?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112072477462349522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112072477462349522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112072477462349522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112072477462349522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/07/jus-short-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112055996207101733</id><published>2005-07-05T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T03:39:22.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what can i say. joanne taught me so much stuffs abt guys todae. alright. i am not ditched by a guy or somethin. i didnt even got involve with one in the first place alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think i am really a big fat major cow. i thought tat i was totally cool that night and even felt happy. but my fake happiness actually cause someone's happiness. what is this. i think i am real bad. sometimes i can just talk without thinking. and maybe from young i have been doin that, thats why i think its ok. and i never get any bad results from any thing i just blurt out. but this time round..... i know i wasnt sensitive to your feelings that night. i was selfish. just thinking abt myself. i know i could have put the truth in a nicer way. but i didnt choose that path. i thought you will be strong enough to take it. i didnt know guys can be sensitive too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112055996207101733?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-112047013543726600</id><published>2005-07-04T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T02:43:17.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;jus visited the armani exchange website. as usual. OMG!! I NEED TO GET THAT TOP. but looking at the price. in order to buy ONE of that top. i can just stop eating for the next 2 weeks? how i wish someone would jus bless me with $200. and i need to get pumps too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shld i lie and pretend to be happy or shld i just express my real feelings right now? i shall not do any of both. cos if i really express my real feelings. you may get scared. ahahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-112047013543726600?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/112047013543726600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=112047013543726600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112047013543726600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/112047013543726600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/07/jus-visited-armani-exchange-website.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111995531523885707</id><published>2005-06-28T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T03:41:55.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am really touched by joanne's hand-made card. i nearly cried and laugh at the same time. i was touched yet that card was so funny. and i jus wanna say thanks to everyone hu contributed to that ipod shuffle thingy. hahas. i was really taken aback. this year bdae is really jus so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jinwen, cheryl, clarissa and zarra!! that ice cream!! thanks so much!! really! i jus love u gals loads. that cookie too! i am really moved by the gifts. the bdae card you girls gave me. i am really the luckiest girl becos i have you all as my frens!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111995531523885707?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111995531523885707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>hee. i recieved so much prezzies this birthday. jus wanna say  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG MEGA HUGE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; to everyone. no matter whether did you give me a prezzie or not. jus by having you guys alone as my frens is already wonderful enough. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am surprised to recieved quite a number of soft toys for my bdae. if u ppl know me, i dun fancy soft toys. i am not those oh-my-its-so-soft-and-sweet type of girl. hahahs. so... but still. i still like them alot. ohh my. i am not gg to have any space left for myself on my bed. colin brought me this monkey and chicken bag. it is like. so dumb. i was jus joking with him to get me that. and he seriously went to get it. hahas. but it is so sweet of him to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven get my new phone yet. but i have a temp phone. u ppl can start msging me and contact me on my phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111979113581587252?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111979113581587252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111979113581587252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111979113581587252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111979113581587252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/06/hee.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111936116312645014</id><published>2005-06-21T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T06:39:23.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i am here to blog again. i am getting so lazy to type these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few more days to me bdae. i dun know why. but i am feeling kind of funny over it. i dont know how shld i spend my day. and who shld i spend with. i feel like gg to malaysia shopping. but its like. i dun think my mum would ever give me RM300 to shop. and in malaysia. u really need lots of money. cos things are so cheap that u jus have to buy. and provided. my bdae present would be a new phone. so i dun think she would fork out another SGD150 for me to shop in malaysia. how? or shld i jus go to school and waste half of my day away and later on jus go out with my frens? but in anyway, where shld i go??????? is like. theres nothing fun in singapore. what can i do?? and who shld i go out with?? i am so so troubled. lalalalallalalalala. someone give me some ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what phone shld i get????????? k700i??? my bro got that phone. it is kind of disgusting to have the same phone with someone in ur family. but theres nothing nice in the market now. or shld i get back boring nokia phones? if i am gg to get nokia. i most prob get 7610 cos the cam is good but i wan either samsung or sony e. i wan some special brands. and provided. quite a number of ppl have that k700i that i mention above. fellicia, evonnie, keith, shangming. is like. yucks. everyone is having it. i am troubled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111936116312645014?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111936116312645014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111936116312645014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111936116312645014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111936116312645014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111879645820258892</id><published>2005-06-15T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T17:47:38.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looks like this is the only place where i am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;allowed&lt;/span&gt; to talk my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somtimes i wonder y does ppl always love to set expectation on others. why cant they jus seem to understand why and how i am feeling this way. and sometimes we can tell others to do this right thing but we ourselves cant even do it in the first place. that is so fake. why is it that no one seems to understand me. i know i may be stubborn at times and my attitude is aint great. but y cant you ppl think it from another angle, why am i feeling this way. what is it that makes me develop this attitude.dun say that i am being spoilt from young. cos i am not spoilt. i dun get all the things that i desire. and i feel the world can be a better place when ppl actually do what they say. talkers doesnt help in my case. so if you are only interested in talking to me and talking abt my life, pls. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;get lost&lt;/span&gt;. go find sumplace where someone is interested in your talking cos i am definitely out of this game a long long time ago.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;talkers dont do and doers dont talk&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; this fact remains forever true for me. so u know what. i am not gg to talk much now. i shall jus be a doer and let my actions justify itself. you may ask if you dont want talkers in my life, then hu do u want? i am not gg tell you the answer to this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_*// jus as i thought that the river of my life is gg straight, i am so wrong//*_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111855965591047719</id><published>2005-06-12T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T00:00:55.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;todae is the first sunday that i am actually at home. normally i would have church service. but my cell grp was change to sat service. so here i am. doin sum lame blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;there isnt anything nice abt my life now. so. i cant really blog. cum to think of it todae is 12 june. holidays r gg to be over soon. i would have to face books again. ohh man. the thought of it is making me sick. gg to start tuiton soon. before i lose everything of maths in my mind and have to start all over again. ok. i shall not be lazy. call my tuition teacher and ask her to come over on tues?? yar. tues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;my bdae is cuming. wonder what shld i get as a present. shopping spree?? or a new phone?? cos i've jus lost mine in church yesterday. i tink i left it in the toilet. that person is so evil. i can give her my phone but i wan my contacts!!!!! and sim card!! and what phone shld i get?? i dun know. nokia is not attracting me. cos everyone is like using nokia and their designs isnt nice. so.......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;gg out in one hour time. gg to have dinner with my cell grp at suntec hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111855965591047719?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111855965591047719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111855965591047719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111855965591047719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111855965591047719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/06/todae-is-first-sunday-that-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111802824668837731</id><published>2005-06-06T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T20:24:06.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;QUOTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it would be a perfect crime, when i stole your heart and you stole mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're hot when you walk on snow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a peach is a peach, a plum is a plum, a kiss isnt a kiss without sum open tongue. so open ur eyes and give ur tongue sum excersise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont let sumone hu is blind. call you ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;God created man before women because u must have a rough draft before a master piece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men might be the head of the house but womean are th necks and can turn the head any way they want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;are you always this stupid or is todae a special occasion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to the left cos you ain't right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you're not ugly. jus facially challenged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;everyone is entitled to the stupid but u r abusing the priviledge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no I is dumb but theres a U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like your eyes but i prefer mine cos without them i could not see yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best frens will ever have are always there to lift you to your feet when&lt;br /&gt;ur wings are having truble remembering how to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read more at &lt;a href="http://firehotquotes.bolt.com/"&gt;http://firehotquotes.bolt.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111802824668837731?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111802824668837731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111802824668837731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111802824668837731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111802824668837731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/06/quotes-it-would-be-perfect-crime-when.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111787737264937362</id><published>2005-06-04T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:29:32.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mickey mouse</title><content type='html'>Since his debut more than seven decades ago, Mickey has become an international personality whose success laid the foundation upon which Walt Disney built his creative organization. Besides being the personification of everything Disney, Mickey has become one of the enduring personalities of the century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey was cast in Walt Disney's imagination early in 1928, on a train ride from New York to Los Angeles. Walt was returning with his wife from a business meeting at which his cartoon creation, Oswald the Lucky Rabbit, had been wrested from him by his financial backers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 26-years-old at the time, and with an active cartoon studio in Hollywood, Walt had gone East to arrange for a new contract and more money to improve the quality of his Oswald pictures. The money men declined, and since the character was copyrighted under their name, they took control of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... so I was all alone and had nothing," Walt recalled later. "Mrs. Disney and I were coming back from New York on the train and I had to have something ... I couldn't tell them I'd lost Oswald ... so, I had this mouse in the back of my head ... because a mouse is sort of a sympathetic character in spite of the fact that everybody's frightened of a mouse ... including myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walt spent the train ride conjuring up a little mouse in red velvet pants and named him Mortimer, but by the time the train screeched into the station in Los Angeles, Walt's new character had been re-christened. Walt's wife, Lillian, thought the name Mortimer was too pompous and suggested Mickey. A star was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how mickey mouse is created. i think it is real meaningful. the smile that it has on his face can brighten up a day. he was created to be a sign of happiness. he was born in the darkest moments of walts and i guess it has kind of encourges walts a little when he came up when this mouse. maybe thats he reason y i am so attracted to mickey. he is really classic yet exudes? a sense of happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111787737264937362?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111787737264937362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111787737264937362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111787737264937362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111787737264937362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/06/mickey-mouse.html' title='mickey mouse'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111777186097503391</id><published>2005-06-03T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T21:11:00.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up with a really bad mood todae. i guess i woke up on the wrong side of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as usual. the vent my bad mood on my maid. poor thing her. she is the only one at home. so i've got no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she begged me to take my breakfast from 1040-1140. after an hour. then i am willing to eat that prata she bought for me when she was on the way home. she treat me really nice. but i am really not into the mood of eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prata turn cold after an hour. i wanted to complain and scold her for not serving me with nice breakfast. (the prata doesnt taste nice after an hour.) i can also easily complain to my mum cos my mum is very particular abt the food we eat. but i didnt. i know its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and mum, i am running away from home if you're still not giving me any money to shop. i am serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anyway sis, have a great trip at europe! sorry. didnt get a chance to say bye to you. i was talking on the phone. u shld have at least told me. ok. aniwae, dun get rob!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i am bringing my "gun" to cell grp todae. muhahahha. those hu bullied me yesterday, u watch out.. muahahahahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;21 more days!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111777186097503391?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111777186097503391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111777186097503391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111777186097503391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111777186097503391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/06/woke-up-with-really-bad-mood-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111770199628466508</id><published>2005-06-02T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T01:46:36.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had my project work presentation todae. as usual. i am late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is seriously not my fault. i mean. i actually set my clock to ring to 615am. yes it did wake up. but i later on figure out tat it is too early. i only need to reach school at 830. i went back to sleep. thinking that i am wake up automatically when the time comes. but the next moment i knew i am awake. it is 840!!! i was still wondering. how come the sun at 7 plus is so bright. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a cab down to school. it was a REALLY UNPLEASANT trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people r so so EVIL. while i was waiting for my cab. 4 people jus cut in front of me and grab the cab that is suppose to come to me. everytime i thought, ok. no one is there to grab a cab. low and behold. someone would jus pop out and grab it. i was so so furious. they r so so unreasonable. cant they jus see that i came first. so i walk up knowing that if i am gg to stand at my original spot. someone would jus pop out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanne!! we need to go out!! i haven even give u your present yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;22 more days!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111770199628466508?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111761391670032006</id><published>2005-06-01T16:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T01:18:36.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i am stuck at home. i am so so bored. mummy. can u pls jus give me sum more money to go out and shop? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;the reason y i am not gg out is that i dun wanna see things that r nice but couldnt afford it. the feeling is so irritating. so i shall not even go out. so dumb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i need money. loads of them. i saw this armani exchange top on the net. it is really nice! i wan that!! mum!! i want that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111761390700042287</id><published>2005-06-01T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T01:18:27.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am stuck at home. i am so so bored. mummy. can u pls jus give me sum more money to go out and shop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason y i am not gg out is that i dun wanna see things that r nice but couldnt afford it. the feeling is so irritating. so i shall not even go out. so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need money. loads of them. i saw this armani exchange top on the net. it is really nice! i wan that!! mum!! i want that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111761390700042287?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111761390700042287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111761390700042287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111761390700042287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111761390700042287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-stuck-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111755703710096175</id><published>2005-06-01T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T00:44:06.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think this is really sweet. jus read this randomly on the bulletin board on friendster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;+The guy who loves you, always call you little girl,but everytime he want to make a big decision, he will first want to hear your advice.+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus went for prayer mtg. it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;td&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;rt&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;ay&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ys&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111755703710096175?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111755703710096175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111755703710096175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111755703710096175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111710043845342864</id><published>2005-05-26T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T02:40:38.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to God</title><content type='html'>dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much for the great and wonderful brain inside of me. thanks for the 3rd position you've place me in my class for mid year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;bing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111710043845342864?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111710043845342864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='html'>hurhur. i am feeling so proud of myself and i truely understand truely what does &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ignorance is bliss&lt;/span&gt; this statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while everyone is getting back their papers and have this moaning-over-results disease, i remain unaffected with evonnie(or u can say sam ten.hahas). cos we skip school on tues which is the day where everyday got back their papers. but sumone told me my bio did quite well.. only 3 person passed in my class for bio and i am one of them. but seriously, i expect it to pass cos i put it all my heart, food, soul, mind, body into it. i dun know y. but i did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched are we there yet with liyan, jo yesterday evening. it is really funny and u would wan to cry at the end. so its like a laugh and cry show la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i skip school again todae cos i had a hospital appointment. so it kind of feels like holiday to me now. hahas. ok.. back to my hospital thingy. when i was i think sec one or p6 the nurse that came to my school said that i have a backbone problem. so my mum and i went to see the doc. and that inexperience doc told my mum abt my backbone problem with a ur-child-will-walk-crooked-forever tone.which is so so untrue.. so my mum made a big fuss out of it. i refuse to go check up for the last 2 years cos it is really boring when u're in the hospital. this year under all the nags of my mum, i went. i had my FIRST x-ray taken.it is really fun. u will get to wear a gown and thingy. the x ray film came out and when i saw it, i was like, did u tell me that i have a problem with my backbone?? cos it looks really straight to me. the doc then told me it is slanted for only a pathetic ELEVEN DEGREES. i was like looking at my mum, so do u classify this as serious?? and i falt happy within myself too. cos over the 2 years which i refused to go for checkup, i kept telling her it is nothing. but she doesnt believe went abt telling the world that i am gg to walked in a crooked manner for the rest of my life..hahas. my mum sumtimes jus. i dun know how to describe her. she is jus.. wahahahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111701635425728150?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111701635425728150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111701635425728150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111701635425728150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111701635425728150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/05/hurhur.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111690774749211577</id><published>2005-05-24T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T21:09:07.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my computer is AGAINST me &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG  TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out yesterday with my aunt grandma cousin sis sis's fren bro another sis mum and mum's frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent like i think near to 900 bucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that beijing duck was awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am jus so blessed with food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought many junkies home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gg to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus watch my tummy &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am gg to sink into depression&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111690774749211577?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111690774749211577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111690774749211577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111690774749211577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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umbrella. so while i was waiting to cross the road. theres this malay lady which is absolutely sweet. she had an umbrella to herself. so she saw me without one and she offered to share it with me.(she even said it with a smile) i of course feeling shy said no, its ok. but she insisted. (isnt she really nice?) but still. i won. i told her its ok. thanks alot and give her the nicest smile i can ever offer to strangers. i was really touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. its like. how many times u see selfish ppl on the streets with a huge umbrella all by themselves and jus looking at ppl getting drenched. right. it jus make my day so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i sound like a little girl here. jus one small act and it jus make my day instantly. i am not child like here alright. it is her action that move me. while she was asking me, her umbrella is already like kind of above me head. this shows me her kind heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*// it is not how big the actions, but how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG the LOVE&lt;/span&gt; with the action that moves one's heart//*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111631533132661228?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111631533132661228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111631533132661228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111631533132661228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111631533132661228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok_17.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111632459318855147</id><published>2005-05-17T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T03:09:53.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/640/reminiscence.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/320/reminiscence.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting better at photoshop. heehee&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111621124053564866</id><published>2005-05-16T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T19:40:40.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;yesterday service was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; i went for all three services.. to those that r not in my church, u must be thinking i am crazy. but i dun care. i literally sat in the audi for 7 hours in a row.. my stomach was groaning and my mind is telling me i am tired. but nothing compares to the presence of God. it was so real. and i can feel the holy spirit touching me frm within my heart. it really brought me up to another level higher with God. those hu miss service 4 and 6. it is such a waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i was jus talking to my sister abt the end times on sat night. and i said sumthing that surprises myself. i was talking abt gg to heaven and how can i find her frm within the crowd. so she said, at the end of the day, it is still the relationship with God that matters. and i said, ya. u do not wan to go to heaven without knowing the owner itself. imagine how weird would it be right. u turn up at a party that none of them know hu u r.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;aniwae, i dun understand y ppl jus love staring at me whenever i am waiting for ppl or bus or anything. is like. so rude la. i was eating this ya kun bread while waiting for the bus at the interchange, then got this girl, who is totally rude, kept staring at me as if she have not eaten for ages. i was so irritated that i nearly wanted to walk over and offer her sum if she was that hungry and broke and cant even afford a few pieces or bread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;paper todae was easy. all by God's grace. i didnt study for my paper AT ALL on sat and sun. sat i slack and whole day away, sun went for services and then dinner at this seafood restaurant. i wanted to wake up at 4 plus to study, but u know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;ohh yar! didnt comment on the food that i had at the seafood restuarant, it was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;MOUTH-WATERING DELICIOUS&lt;/span&gt;. crab, prawn and other stuffs.. woo hoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111604889082608570</id><published>2005-05-14T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:34:50.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok. i know its less then 3 weeks.. but i really cant take this anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hate the type of life i am having now.. my world is like made up of papers, books..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sick sick sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ppl are out there having fun. but me. at home studying. can u believe it?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;y must my school set our mid year dates at such a late time.. ppl frm outher schools r already getting back their papers on mon.. but i am still having my paper.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i only can cum to one reason y they do that.. kill our joy and save their brians and money on post exams activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;evil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thats all i've got to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i shall not comment whether my papers are difficult or not.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cos what i confess is what i get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all i know is i am smart and i am gg to be the top scholar this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me. i gg to get my revenge on shopping soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111604889082608570?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111495904915229072</id><published>2005-05-01T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T07:50:49.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is gg to be my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAST DAY ONLINE FOR THE NEXT 3 WEEKS&lt;/span&gt;(excluding sundays).. i am serious this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i needa concentrate on studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;really good&lt;/span&gt; to me these days.. i mean.. jus &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+jin wen has finally becum a devoted to becum a christian( i am proud of you girl!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;+God showed me so much of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+he answer every question that i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+he gave me really beautiful and wonderful frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+he used me so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+he taught me so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really thankful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*// God, not my will but urs be done. i am seeking to do ur will.. thanks for calling me to be ur servant. God, i sensed ur smile too..//*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111495904915229072?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111495904915229072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111495904915229072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111495904915229072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111495904915229072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-is-gg-to-be-my-last-day-online.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111484206248585158</id><published>2005-04-30T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T23:21:02.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;jus a short entry.. i am not taking a break frm studying.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;life has been all abt books books and more books.. frm Amaths to bio to geo to physics.. tired and bored of such life.. cum hm straight after school.. dun even dare to go out with my frens.. i really need a big break after my exams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;my bro in australia.. read my blog.. really greatful that i've got him as my brother.. although he is in australia.. and has his own problems.. nonetheless, he still helped me.. i am really really thankful for that.. he told me sumthing that really impacted me.. remember wat i've type in my previous previous entry.. i wrote.. if i am given 5 mins to sin.. my brother told me.. y not use that 5 mins and forgive and forget abt the whole thing.. which i think it is really good.. it really convicted me.. so u know what.. i am gg to change.. ok.. that doesnt mean then thought of changing nv cum across my mind.. yes it did.. but sumtimes... theres nothing that convicted me much tat it can drive me to change..   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;bro.. thanks so much! be strong k??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111484206248585158?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111484206248585158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111484206248585158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111484206248585158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111484206248585158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/short-entry.html' title='short entry'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111486355111607045</id><published>2005-04-30T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T05:19:11.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/640/IMG_0448.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/320/IMG_0448.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, my brother and sis. the day he left for aussie.. @ the airport&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111486355111607045?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111486355111607045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111486355111607045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111486355111607045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111486355111607045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/me-my-brother-and-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111458798062136099</id><published>2005-04-27T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T01:06:07.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;i am back with the part 2 of self righteous..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae.. let me say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self righteous is such a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hypocrite..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she is acting&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; oh-so-holy&lt;/span&gt; in her blog.. she must be so upset that i actually &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;exposed &lt;/span&gt;her true self.. she is so disgusting and i wonder hu is gg to marry her in the future.. i must really hail that "lucky" guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae.. i am gg to be &lt;em&gt;immune&lt;/em&gt; to her like what my mum taught me.sumtimes mums can jus give good suggestions.. and i am living a happy life by being immune to her.. looking at her poor state.. my toes are laughing.. i am happy but she is not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. so i shall act with her.. i shall be the bad one and let her live in her own self righteous world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCENE ONE(theres only one scene)&lt;br /&gt;me: i am so sorry self righteous. i am really convicted that it is my fault.. i am the one with the bad attitude.. i ask for ur forgiveness..&lt;br /&gt;self righteous: (u ppl can jus guess what she will say) my guess it.. " its ok.. glad u know that its ALL UR FAULT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to self righteous: happy now?? glad that you are.. i am gg to feed ur sins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;aniwae, my bro called back yesterday!!! he is doin fine in aus..(ok.. he jus reached there) i kind of miss him.. things have been chaotic after he went off on mon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reply to my tags:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;dreamer&lt;/span&gt;: thanks! i've cooled down by now.. cos i have manage the art of immune-ity.. hahas.. aniwae, thanks for letting me blast at you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;anonymous&lt;/span&gt;: firstly, it does bothers her.. cos she wrote an entry jus for me in her blog too.. secondly, i know you're a good person.. and you're a christian.. i know sinning is wrong.. but i really cant helped it but to blast off.. my patience jus reached a limit yesterday.. aniwae. thanks for reminding me.. she is not worth even for me to sin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;to my mum&lt;/span&gt;: thanks! you advice helped me so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am not gg to say anything more abt self righteous further&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i am not gg to deal with her.. cos God is really unhappy with me.. i shall jus let God do it.. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111458798062136099?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111458798062136099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111458798062136099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111458798062136099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111458798062136099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/part-2.html' title='part 2'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111450375257459808</id><published>2005-04-26T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T01:26:25.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>self righteous</title><content type='html'>i need to blog this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could this world actually have such unreasonable ppl like someone.. lets name that sumone self righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u ask a favour frm someone. you woud be polite and nice right?? isnt it common sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this self righteous called me.. ask a favour frm me.. since looking at her poor state.. i agreed to help her.. so.. i waited for her at tamp station with my HEAVY school bag and the weather is a KILLER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after sacrificing 15 minutes of my life jus to wait for her.. i called her and asked.. where are you.. and u know what.. that self righteous is STILL AT HOME.. and i told her clearly on the phone b4 tat to cum out quick and she said that she was in a hurry too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was really furious so i told that self righteous that i am not gg to wait for her.. she is not even thankful that i am waiting for her.. so she said on the phone with her &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH-SO-SELF-RIGHTEOUS VOICE&lt;/span&gt; SAYING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" jus wait for me la(in a kind of irritated tone)" and so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouldnt i be the one being irritated?? ppl.. u tell me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went hm.. and that person.. ok.. if i continue on the story.. u guys r gg to know hu.. and sum critics out there will begin to say is my fault again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the story got worst.. very much worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still lend self righteous the thing that self righteous need.. and u know what.. she complained abt the thing that i lend her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can u ever believe it!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i am given 5 minutes to sin in my life.. i would spend it on boxing and klling her.. digging her brain her out and wash it thousands time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know who you are self righteous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DUN LIKE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111450375257459808?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111450375257459808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111450375257459808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111450375257459808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111450375257459808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/self-righteous.html' title='self righteous'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111415483509598186</id><published>2005-04-22T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T00:27:15.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;                    &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE WEATHER IS KILLING ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae had the stations for napfa.. and i am so disappointed in myself.. i cant believe that i performed so poor todae.. my standing board junp is only 152.. can u believe it!??!?! the first time i tried was actually 170.. and i gave my best.. but i stepped on the line.. so i try again.. but subsequently.. my performance dropped.. and i got 15 plus.. so disappointed.. goodness.. shuttle run is another thing.. my didnt bend correctly when i wanna grab that thing.. so i STOP and grab it when slows down my timing so much.. i gave up after that.. dun even feel like trying again.. jus not my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gg to try not to use the com anymore.. u know.. exams are cuming.. really need to work hard.. i must overcome temptation.. ppl.. if u ever see me online.. pls ask me y am i online.. if my reasons are not related to studies or it isnt my free time.. pls ask my to get out of msn and off the com.. yes.. i give u the permission to ask me to get out.. thanks so much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111415483509598186?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111415483509598186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111415483509598186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111415483509598186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111415483509598186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/not-my-day.html' title='not my day'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111407052836020287</id><published>2005-04-21T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T01:02:08.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you Lord</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hohoho.. got a new skin.. finally.. i am so satisfied with this.. aint this really retro??!! *twirling ard and ard* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;how i wish i've got a scanner.. then i will show u guys how my monitor, yinzhou, look when he take neos with my classmates.. hahas.. u look totally retarded as if that was his first time taking neos.. hahas.. maybe it was this first time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;exams are cuming real soon.. abt 1 week plus more?? i better start getting my engine cracking.. i am gg to do well.. i will stay ai zhai too.. no more tears shall be shed for studies.. God is in control.. i love this phrase so much these days.. God is in control.. and true.. he is in control..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;had my NAPFA todae.. ran 2.4km.. and to my surprised, my timing was 14.31s.. it is really God's grace and strength.. when i was running.. i kept meditating a bible verse in my mind.." i run towards the upward calling of God" sumthing like that.. i kept telling God.. i run for you my Lord.. and in my heart.. i kind of worship God.. that " you are my shield, my strength, my portion, deliverer.. my shelter, strong tower, my very present help in time of need" song.. i can really feel God running with me.. he gave me strength to run fast when i am already breathing fast.. it was his grace that brought me thru.. and i believe.. he will do the same for me when i do my stations..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*\\she says: thank my dear Lord Jesus//*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111407052836020287?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111407052836020287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111407052836020287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111407052836020287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111407052836020287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/thank-you-lord.html' title='thank you Lord'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111398324880521138</id><published>2005-04-20T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T00:47:28.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodness!!!!!</title><content type='html'>my blog is not up yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my house stinks terribly now&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to my dear maid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh how i wish i've got a block nose now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111398324880521138?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111398324880521138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111398324880521138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111398324880521138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111398324880521138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/goodness.html' title='goodness!!!!!'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111366546619806449</id><published>2005-04-16T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T08:31:06.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid questions with smart answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;STUPID QUESTIONS WITH THE SMART ANSWERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BOY : May I hold your hand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GIRL : No thanks, it isn't heavy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GIRL : Say you love me! Say you love me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BOY : You love me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GIRL : If we become engaged will you give me a ring?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BOY : Sure, what's your phone number?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GIRL : I think the poorest people are the happiest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BOY : Then marry me and we'll be the happiest couple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GIRL : Darling, I want to dance like this forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BOY : Don't you ever want to improve?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BOY : I love you and I could die for you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GIRL : How soon?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BOY : I would go to the end of the world for you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GIRL : Yes, but would you stay there?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;SHARON : Have you ever had a hot passionate, burning kiss?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;TRACY : I did once. He'd forgotten to take the cigarette out of his mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;MAN : You remind me of the sea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;WOMAN : Because I'm wild, romantic and exciting? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;MAN : NO, because you make me sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;WIFE : You tell a man something, it goes in one ear and comes out of the other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;HUSBAND : You tell a woman something: It goes in both ears and comes out of the mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;MARY : John says I'm pretty. Andy says I'm ugly.What do u think, Peter? PETER : A bit of both. I think you're pretty ugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Girlfriend : "...And are you sure you love me and no one else ?" Boyfriend : "Dead Sure! I checked the whole list again yesterday". 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : "Which is more important to us, the sun or the moon?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pupil : "The moon". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : "Why?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pupil : "The moon gives us light at night when we need it but the sun gives us light only in the day time when we don't need it".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : "What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pupil : "A teacher". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Waiter : "Would you like your coffee black?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Customer : "What other colors do you have?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My father is so old that when he was in school, history was called current affairs.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : "Sam, you talk a lot !" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sam : "It's a family tradition". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : "What do you mean?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sam : "Sir, my grandpa was a street hawker, my father is a teacher". Teacher : "What about your mother?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sam : "She's a woman". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tom : "How should I convey the news to my father that I've failed?" David: "You just send a telegram: Result declared, past year's performance repeated".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : "Now, children, if I saw a man beating a donkey and stopped him, what virtue would I be showing?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Student : "Brotherly love".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : "Now, Sam, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?" Sam : "No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Patient : "What are the chances of my recovering doctor?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Doctor : "One hundred percent. Medical records show that nine out of ten people die of the disease you have. Yours is the tenth case I've treated. The others all died".  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : " Can anybody give an example of COINCIDENCE?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;One Student : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day and at the same time." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Teacher : " George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry tree, but also admitted doing it. Now do you know why his father didn't punish him ?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;One Student: " Because George still had the axe in is hand." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111366546619806449?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111366546619806449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111366546619806449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111366546619806449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111366546619806449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/stupid-questions-with-smart-answers.html' title='stupid questions with smart answers'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111365402709893612</id><published>2005-04-16T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T05:20:27.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the painter</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The painter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="anchor23599"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If I were a painter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mixing my colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;How could I ever find the blue of your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The canvas could never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Capture the light of your smile, of your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And girl if I were a sculptor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Working in marble I couldn't hope to copy your perfect face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The curve of your body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The feel of your skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My hands could never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ever trace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So I try to find the melody as beautiful as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Find the words to say your eyes are bluer than blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fill my voice with the emotion I'm feeling for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And now when the beat is so strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'd give my heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;If I were an actorI could be someone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Someone who'd always know the right things to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But as soon as i'd see you&lt;br /&gt;I'd forget all my lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And you'd never know what I feel inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So I try to find the melody as beautiful as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Find the words to say your eyes are bluer than blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fill my voice with the emotion I'm feeling for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And now when the beat is so strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'd give my heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There's no other way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;That I know to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Baby how much I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And if only you'd give me a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I will try to find the melody as beautiful as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Find the words to say your eyes are bluer than blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fill my voice with the emotion I'm feeling for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And now when the beat is so strong I'd give my heart&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111365402709893612?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111365402709893612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111365402709893612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111365402709893612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111365402709893612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/painter.html' title='the painter'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111364320465867731</id><published>2005-04-16T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T02:20:04.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall blog todae..i am really bored and lost now.. suppse to turn up for support in church later.. but i am not gg.. feeling kind of nausea now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept for like 3 hours jus like.. that 3 hours suppose to be studying time.. but i guess i am seriously too tired.. i was like yawning away during tuition jus now.. haven been sleeping well and early this week.. nearly fell sick.. but not yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having an Amaths test next week.. but my Amaths is really bad. cos Amaths to me is hard.. although everyone says Emaths is harder.. i dun how to start practicing for it.. its like.. i dun even know how to do the simplest sum in one of the chapters i am tested on.. i am so dead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are cuming in 3 weeks time. n everyone doesnt seem to care much.. but i wanna start doin sumthing for exams but i still dun have the mood of exams yet.. i seriously dun know what am i doin.. i need to score well for my two maths!! i need to show my mum that i am not wasting her money for tuition.. she expects to see results too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week there will be the live recording for the album.. doesnt feel like turning up now.. but i know i cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus change my blogskin.. i know this is kind of childish.. but i like the cartoon of it.. it is so sweet.. dun u tink so??&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111357850248288404</id><published>2005-04-15T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:22:47.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;dawn. tagboard pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwae.. u've got to teach me how to do it.. if not.. no one can tag.. hahas.. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sum photos that me n joanne took on sat when we went for ballet under th stars.. the picnic was rather boring.. so we began to do foolish stuffs like disgracing ourselves in public by taking such photos where everyone look at us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111357850248288404?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111357850248288404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111357850248288404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357850248288404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357850248288404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/dawn.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111357813644523831</id><published>2005-04-15T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:15:36.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/640/chacos%20eyes%20bing1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/320/chacos%20eyes%20bing1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun i look cute wif chacos??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111357813644523831?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111357813644523831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111357813644523831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357813644523831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357813644523831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/dun-i-look-cute-wif-chacos.html' 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align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111357810053503190?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111357810053503190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111357810053503190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357810053503190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357810053503190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/dun-i-look-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111357808188029819</id><published>2005-04-15T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:14:41.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/640/joanne%20retarded.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/320/joanne%20retarded.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am dying!!! *screams joanne*&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' 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align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111357801916456714?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111357801916456714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111357801916456714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357801916456714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357801916456714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/ghostly.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111357791815466838</id><published>2005-04-15T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:11:58.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/640/aint%20we%20sweet.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/320/aint%20we%20sweet.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that we're sweet&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' 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title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111357788476367174</id><published>2005-04-15T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:11:24.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/640/bing%20wif%20oreo.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/95/4039/320/bing%20wif%20oreo.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my yummy oreo. [ this is retarded]&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111357788476367174?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111357788476367174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111357788476367174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357788476367174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111357788476367174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-yummy-oreo.html' title=''/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111277643191869775</id><published>2005-04-06T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T01:35:27.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mah life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;since i got no mood to do any studying now and theres nothing on the internet.. shall do sum blogging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;exams are cuming in abt one month's time.. i really and got the desire to do well this time.. i wanna get into a JC.. i am working real hard on my maths which i dun know y is it forever not doin well.. but at least i passed it.. i am suppose to cum up wif a study plan.. but i jus cant.. theres so much maths stuffs for me to catch up and i am having loads if tests next week.. so guys.. pls pray for me.. need double of God's strength..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;talking abt Jc.. i must start gg to netball training be any JCs wouldnt wanna accept me becos of my CCA points.. but i can expect my CCA points to be super little.. as i cant go for any netball match becos i joined netball one year later then all my frens.. so i can only get the basic points.. i feel so depressed over the thought of it.. but i jus gonna leave it into God's hands.. no matter where i end up in after one year plus in my school now, i just wanna be where God wanna me to be.. if not.. i may get lost and nv seen in heaven next time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and cum to think of it.. for the past 4 months.. i learn alot of life lessons and i think i grew up a little in my mind now.. things are no longer as sweet as what i thought of it last year.. is that a good news or a bad one?? i dun know.. hopefully is a good one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my bro is gonna leave for australia soon for his airforce thingy.. i am happy and sad at the same time.. sad.. cos no one will be joking wif my any more.. telling my all the lamest joke in the world.. happy.. he could get sum really nice roxy stuffs for me which are not available in singapore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gg to watch ballet under the stars wif joanne on sat.. her dad is treating me.. so nice of him.. hahas.. yar.. i dun know y am i turning up.. cos i am not really into ballet although i love to see ppl hu dances ballet.. i dun know what the show is gg to be abt.. if u guys have any idea.. drop me a tag and tell me if not i think i will jus sleep through the whole thingy as what joanne is expecting.. still.. jus go there and have a nice little picnic.. hahas.. there are actually different types if ballet under the stars story.. this time round i dun know is abt what.. but i know the next one, which is in june.. is gg to be little mermaid which i am interested in.. its my childhood u know.. hahas.. maybe i shall ask joanne to go again.. wanna get back my childhood memories.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;my grandma's bdae is cuming and is gg to be at a hotel instead of restaurant like last year.. the dress code is formal as she is celebrating for 90th years on earth.. so u know.. is grand.. i dun knwo what shld i wear.. seriously.. my mum expect a dress which i dun really wan to except the dress is really cool type.. but u know.. my mum.. she would expect a girlie type which i dun wan and i am gg to get a dress or sumthing formal wif her.. so.. how.. i wanna jus wear a formal nice cool top and a black skirt with a nice belt?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;this blog is long huh.. haven been writing abt my life.. so thats abt it.. take care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111277643191869775?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111277643191869775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111277643191869775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111277643191869775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111277643191869775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/mah-life.html' title='mah life'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111261217264604404</id><published>2005-04-04T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T03:57:00.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am amazed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;okay.. life hasnt been really fun and exciting.. but had God has showed me so much jus yesterday.. i was doin my quiet time and was jus thinking abt the sermon that my pst had preached.. [the presence of God].. he said we must carry the presence of God wherever we go. and ppl will be able to sense it if we carry it.. it is like the whole atmosphere changes when we enter the room.. and God jus like pop "open" my mind and he showed me why ppl will sense it.. it is becos we have abundance of it in our own lives first! i am so excited over this revelation.. it is jus so true.. if we dun have abundance of the presence of God frirst in our lives.. how could u ever expect ppl sense the presence thru us. there is no overflow of it in our lives, so how can it flow to others right.. i am so blessed.. and God is so good.. as i worshipped him.. he showed me so much of his love! i jus cried in his presence.. i am jus so touched.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;God is real.. do not doubt him.. i am gg to live my life like how he wans me to be.. a life that pleases him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;*// i dun care what ppl will say, i'm running after you//*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;*// even if heaven is not promised to me. it would be worth jus walking with you//*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111261217264604404?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111261217264604404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111261217264604404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111261217264604404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111261217264604404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-amazed.html' title='i am amazed'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111259792372281878</id><published>2005-04-04T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T03:46:51.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny</title><content type='html'>1. If you're choking on an ice cube, don't panic. Simply pour a kettle of boling water down your throat. The ice-cube will melt instantly; removing the blockage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you're all thumbs and constantly cut yourelf instead of the vegetables you're preparing for dinner, get somone else to hold the vegetables while you slice away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Avoid confrontation with the wife/girlfriend/mother-in-law about leacing the toilet seat up. Use the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If You have high blood pressure, make an incision in your left(or right, it dosn't matter) wrist and bleed yourself for a couple of hours. The pressure will be suitbly be relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Placing a mouse trap on top of your alrm clock will prevent you from rolling over and going back tosleep after you hit the snooze button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. To get rid of your bad cough,take a large dose of laxatives. You'll now be too afraid to cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. To not mess up your toilet when it gets clogged, use the soccer field the neighbourhood kids play in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. To stop kids from trampling over your clean, freshly mopped floor, sprinkle tumdtacks liberally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. To prevent colleagues from drinking from your coffee/coke/beer, stick razor blades around the lid of the container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you get a heart attack, lie on the floor, stop breathing and turn blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this frm a mag.. hahas.. if u says u read this too.. i will know which mag u read frm.. hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111259792372281878?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111259792372281878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111259792372281878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111259792372281878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111259792372281878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/funny.html' title='funny'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111261226959014073</id><published>2005-04-04T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T03:57:49.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am amazed</title><content type='html'>okay.. life hasnt been really fun and exciting.. but had God has showed me so much jus yesterday.. i was doin my quiet time and was jus thinking abt the sermon that my pst had preached.. [the presence of God].. he said we must carry the presence of God wherever we go. and ppl will be able to sense it if we carry it.. it is like the whole atmosphere changes when we enter the room.. and God jus like pop "open" my mind and he showed me why ppl will sense it.. it is becos we have abundance of it in our own lives first! i am so excited over this revelation.. it is jus so true.. if we dun have abundance of the presence of God frirst in our lives.. how could u ever expect ppl sense the presence thru us. there is no overflow of it in our lives, so how can it flow to others right.. i am so blessed.. and God is so good.. as i worshipped him.. he showed me so much of his love! i jus cried in his presence.. i am jus so touched.. God is real.. do not doubt him.. i am gg to live my life like how he wans me to be.. a life that pleases him..*// i dun care what ppl will say, i'm running after you//**// even if heaven is not promised to me. it would be worth jus walking with you//*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111261226959014073?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111261226959014073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111261226959014073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111261226959014073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111261226959014073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-amazed_04.html' title='i am amazed'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10384688.post-111235207803489298</id><published>2005-04-01T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T02:42:08.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i love this blog skin.. i know its kind of messy and things really out of place.. but hu cares la.. it is the messiness that attracted me to this..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;dawn i need u to help me get my tag board.. thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REMINDER: THIS IS NOT MY TAG BOARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10384688-111235207803489298?l=lemon-icetea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/feeds/111235207803489298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10384688&amp;postID=111235207803489298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111235207803489298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10384688/posts/default/111235207803489298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lemon-icetea.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-skin.html' title='new skin'/><author><name>lemon-icetea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02403451779022669765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
