<?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-17756153</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:00:07.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul meets body.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>227</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115177943791052632</id><published>2006-07-02T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T02:53:04.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>portugal suck balls.</title><content type='html'>im super unhappy cos england lost to portugal, penalty round 3-1 ahhhhhhhhh. screw portugal, christiano ronaldo's the only good player lah wahlao. its not fair cos beckham rooney and michael owen are out man, 3 good players! lampard like sucked today and peter crouch was worrrsssttttt. super draggy match man but ahhh england lost :[ so i owe fangs 10 candy bars, double :[ &lt;br /&gt;jolyn said that ericksson sucks too so yes, england would make a come back in 4 years (lets hope they won't retire like what fangs said haha) and kick portugal's ass yeah baby. :] they should change coach man. peter crouch shouldn't play, he's too tall for his own good. okay im so mean i'd better shut up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i slept at 0900am in the end and got up at 3plus i think. valerie came over and she fell asleep too that silly girl. bathed everything and left at arnd 7pm. off to town! where i was practicing my singing and i bought a damn pretty yellow hairband. :] yay walked arnd aaaalot then we cabbed down to millenia walk where i saw my sister (who is crying now for some damned reason, she wants me to leave her alone) singing and jenny pok pok pok! yayyyy oh and fangs AGAIN hahaha. so we all walked back and trained to serangoon. caught the england vs portugal match at white tangerine with fangs, L &amp; T. hahaha fangs is like some crazy shit please, laughs at just abt anything and in the 7-11 omg, it was the funniest man. she's seriously crazy ooh and i bought a lollipop for her. :D (cos i expected portugal to lose) but rarrr damn irritating lah. and argentina lost to germany (:D) yea man! fangs's mum sent me home after the match. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03413.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03413.2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's my princess. :] (you're v pretty val, don't worry. wah if you turn into a lesbian, i'd def be the first to woo you heeheehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload more photos tmrw, my blogger sucks shit. im gonna change it soon anws. :] maybe even later, after i find food and drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've kinda cooled down but still mm. im really &lt;s&gt;surprised&lt;/s&gt;shocked to have come to know that i meant nothing to you. seriously, i mean, im sure i meant even a LITTLE to an aquaintance. okay maybe i thought too much of myself, perhaps i've overestimated the value of myself in your life (like you said) so i shall start thinking that i suck real bad and everyone hates me. and maybe again when i hear smthg like that coming from someone who mattered to me the way you did, it won't hurt so bad. its good to know how you feel anw, so i can forget abt everything you said and did cos you didn't mean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you jenny &amp; valerie for listening the past 2 days. :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, its my turn for music marathon tmrw, im v excited. i've gotta be up early, msg shufen, get ready, meet shufen. YUP OKAY SET I CAN DO IT. bye world, continue to be good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115177943791052632?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115177943791052632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115177943791052632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115177943791052632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115177943791052632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/07/portugal-suck-balls.html' title='portugal suck balls.'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115174087791352413</id><published>2006-07-01T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T16:01:17.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03338.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03338.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03348.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03355.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told you school's great. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03380.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03384.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03393.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and so was necklace and bracelet making!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03395.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03402.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03410.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay valerie rocks and shit i can't post up her baby photo (WHICH I WILL SOON)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115174087791352413?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115174087791352413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115174087791352413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115174087791352413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115174087791352413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/07/told-you-schools-great.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115171244344118517</id><published>2006-07-01T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T08:07:23.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loveeee/like/lust (?)</title><content type='html'>hiii im home and its 0709am, im starving. prata now anyone? haha well i shall blog now! on thursday, i went to rachel's place with her and lou after a super slack day at school. we ate 2 tubs of B&amp;Js, alot of durians and alot of mangosteens. watched saw 2 and rachel screams super loud, made necklaces and bracelets and lou made me one too! it spells a certain friend's name. :] hehe love them both man, mum and dad fecthed me home. in the night, i went to meet valerie seow wei li at city hall and we walked to millenia walk, had long john's, embarrassed her greatly lol and everything. anw thing is, we spent the whole night there with occasional walks to marina sqaure to get food, we bought a card for miss liang too! :D anw left the place at 0600am and we kinda slept walk to the station and her dad fetched us from tanah merah. fell asleep at her place, on the floor with tanny's sleeping bag. (thank you tanny wong!, i'll pass it to you soon w your nyjc shorts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up @12pm cos her aunty was v noisy, ate home made currypuff and watched amelie, this french m-18 movie, me and val fell asleep 4563463 times during the movie haha. left her place w her arnd 4, thank you val! you're awesome company. &lt;br /&gt;came home and off to swimmmming. :] mum took 54364363 years to get ready i tell you, then we cabbed down to braddell view's condo where i swam 20 laps. :] (and ate alot of sushi) but anw there was a fat society there and this damn disguting boy who kept staring at me so i ran away to swim somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;OMG AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED, i cut my bloody hand in the pool. like what the hell man! my mum started screaming cos the whole chunk of meat came off and EVERYONE, I SWEAR EVERYONE stared at me and this aunty even started yelling for me to go get some plaster. oh my god so embarressing and not it hurts :[ i can't bathe properly, but yeahhh it hurt when i swam after that too ah. &lt;br /&gt;cabbed home after that, i talked to mum alot. :] then um watch my CID show then left home again for millenia walk cos of that jenny pok lah! tsk but i had a great time with her last night. talked aaaaaaaaaa-lot, told her like my story or smth haha and she told me hers aww. i was super duper sleepy though cos i swam and i slept like EVERYWHERE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the chairs, on the floor, at pan pacific hotel my goodness. and that huifang took dunno how many photos of me sleeping, tsk. i had a great time though it was sooo sleepy, walked back to the station w jenny huifang eliza jasmine and sihui. :] they're nice company haha then um, slept all the way in the mrt back. (thanks ann na, yr pillow helped! :D) cabbed home with huifang and sihui and here i am. lotsa pictures to upload. :] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now jenny and i think that all butches are the same, as in the things they do after.. yeah, tsk tsk horrible. and i guess she agrees w me too that, &lt;i&gt;the hardest part of letting go, is knowing she still cares.&lt;/i&gt; (not that i think you do or anything but whatever) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg anw school on thursday was suuuuper fun! no lessons cept for A maths which was super duper slack hahah. i had the most wonderful time during lit with shufen. :] HAHAHA i laughed my head off man, seriously. it was soooo funny and her reaction is sooooo funny! sorry i can't go for wangleehom's clothes auction w you! called her at 0200am plus on friday morn and irritated the hell outta her hahahaha. oh well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2104713005"&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;PHOTOS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT BACK MY FBTSSSSSSSSS, IM LIKE SHORT OF IT PLEASE AND ITS ANNOYING. EVIE PLEASE RETURN IT SOON AND LIZARD LIE ALSO THANK YOU V MUCH. OH EVIE RETURN MY BRAS TOO AND MY SHIRTS AND LIZARD LIE MY MEGALIFE SHIRT THANK YOU. BYE WORLD YOU'VE BEEN GOOD PEOPLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115171244344118517?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115171244344118517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115171244344118517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115171244344118517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115171244344118517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/07/loveeeelikelust.html' title='loveeee/like/lust (?)'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115166145728428475</id><published>2006-06-30T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T17:57:37.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wai po</title><content type='html'>yo im using my mum's laptop to blog and its super fast, unlike my shit ass computer. im just gonna give a quick entry cos i don't think im gonna have much time to blog. am gg swimming with mummy in 15mins at braddell heights. :] my whole body is aching like shit though cos i carried val from millenia walk to marina square on my back and i slept on the floor haaaa. i need to watch my CID show and i need to shit. val took a photo last night of a friend and i got a shock when i saw it on the bus this afternoon, anw i think i should go shit and swim yayyyy, i love swimming. i shall blog details when i get home like i dunno when cos im gg to millenia walk again tonight and i can't wait till mummy is free to bring me shopping. :] anw i love shufen! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;i like her boxers.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115166145728428475?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115166145728428475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115166145728428475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115166145728428475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115166145728428475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/wai-po.html' title='wai po'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115150726163841218</id><published>2006-06-28T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:07:41.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urghhh</title><content type='html'>i am so so so sooooooooooooo angry, i just read smthg that's totally not pleasing to me, coming from someone i never expected it to come from.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO ANGRY FOR A CERTAIN FRIEND THAT ITS ALWAYS SO UNFAIR THAT NO MATTER WHAT, YOU ALWAYS ALWAYS GET THE BLAME AND WHY'S THAT? ITS NOT AS THOUGH YOU WERE IN THE WRONG ANW ITS TOTALLY STUPID WHY YOU ALWAYS GET BLAMED FOR NOT BEING IN THE WRONG. ITS NOT EVEN THE 1ST TIME ALR, GOODNESS. the world is bloody unfair, this is so unjust! i hate the way you're always wronged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh i need to relax, i feel so unfair for this friend of mine. that aside, tmrw night will be spent with val girlfriend. :] smthg to look forward to yay i love spending time with valerie seow wei li. my skin is burnt and it hurts. i need to faster go change smthg so i've gotta go offline alr oh gosh me. byebye world, don't piss me off. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115150726163841218?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115150726163841218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115150726163841218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115150726163841218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115150726163841218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/urghhh.html' title='urghhh'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115149638188582183</id><published>2006-06-28T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T20:24:07.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>highhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/schoool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/schoool.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only joy that schl brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyyyyy school was dumb today and tiring. we took height and weight and i put on 2kg! O.O (?!?!?!?!?!) cool man hehehe i think the machine's spoilt. kay anw i was late for almost everything today. late for physics, late for e maths, late for chinese. i was yelled at during chinese and punished during e maths ahhhh, stayed back after schl to do e maths for 1.5 hours lol! cabbed home lonelyly, was unable to join clare and the rest for lunch, boohoohoo :( i've missed clare asking everyone to go for lunch after schl and now tt school has opened i can hear her whining abt it again yayyyy. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw some people were pissers today and i started the day by listening to shufen's negative sayings and ended school by running arnd the school clutching a 100 dollar bill and have rachel lim chasing after me. damn exciting oh and &lt;b&gt;valerie seow wei li&lt;/b&gt; dearest gf, gave me a muffin her mom baked today. it tastes realllyyyyy good. :] thank you gf, hope you've cooled down. don't me angry alr yea! tmrw's a brand new day. i got home, shufen called and i listened to her negative thoughts again haha (cool down too babe) then watched l word and here i am. omg val studied, i think im gonna fail everything! okay i don't know what to say alr but jay chou rocks and thanks for your cd valerie seow wei li (&amp;hearts;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew&lt;br /&gt;Each night what I go through&lt;br /&gt;While my heart is breaking you're out making&lt;br /&gt;Someone elses dreams come true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh guy sebastian. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love rachel lim yun shi, v much really. be strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115149638188582183?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115149638188582183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115149638188582183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115149638188582183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115149638188582183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/highhhhh.html' title='highhhhh'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115142117634487774</id><published>2006-06-27T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:15:15.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>周杰伦－　七里香</title><content type='html'>The sparrow outside the window&lt;br /&gt;Has a big mouth on the wire pole&lt;br /&gt;You said this sentence&lt;br /&gt;Has very much the feeling of summer&lt;br /&gt;The pencil in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Moves back and forth on the paper&lt;br /&gt;I use a few lines of words to describe who you are to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of sanma&lt;br /&gt;The cat and you both want to understand&lt;br /&gt;The fragrance of first love is retrieved by us just like this&lt;br /&gt;That warm sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Is like the just picked bright strawberry&lt;br /&gt;You say you are not willing to eat this kind of feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls for the whole night&lt;br /&gt;My love overflows like the rain&lt;br /&gt;Leaves fall in the courtyard&lt;br /&gt;With my thoughts one thick pile&lt;br /&gt;A few words of gossip&lt;br /&gt;There is no way it can cool off my passion&lt;br /&gt;You appear in every page of my poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls for the whole night&lt;br /&gt;My love overflows like the rain&lt;br /&gt;The butterfly on the windowsill&lt;br /&gt;Is like the beautiful chapters fluttering about in the poem&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after&lt;br /&gt;I write I always love you into the end of the poem&lt;br /&gt;You are the only understanding I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That which is full of ears of the rice plant&lt;br /&gt;Blessed this season&lt;br /&gt;And your cheek is like the thoroughly ripe tomato in the field&lt;br /&gt;You suddenly say to me&lt;br /&gt;The name of the Common Jasmin Orange is very beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Yet this moment I only wanted to kiss your stubborn lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls for the whole night&lt;br /&gt;My love overflows like the rain&lt;br /&gt;Leaves fall in the courtyard&lt;br /&gt;With my thoughts one thick pile&lt;br /&gt;A few words of gossip&lt;br /&gt;There is no way it can cool off my passion&lt;br /&gt;You appear in every page of my poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls for the whole night&lt;br /&gt;My love overflows like the rain&lt;br /&gt;Leaves fall in the courtyard&lt;br /&gt;With my thoughts one thick pile&lt;br /&gt;A few words of gossip&lt;br /&gt;There is no way it can cool off my passion&lt;br /&gt;You appear in every page of my poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain falls for the whole night&lt;br /&gt;My love overflows like the rain&lt;br /&gt;The butterfly on the windowsill&lt;br /&gt;Is like the beautiful chapters fluttering about in the poem&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after&lt;br /&gt;I write I always love you into the end of the poem&lt;br /&gt;You are the only understanding I want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i love the song. and i love valerie (&amp;hearts;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************* star star star.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115142117634487774?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115141000231238035</id><published>2006-06-27T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T20:06:42.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrote me letters just to say she loves me</title><content type='html'>oh my goodness im procrasinating again. i came home with the mindset of doing my english and everything but when val told me she didn't study her physics, i gave up (the thought) too lol i suck. school rocks socks eat forks suck dogs flip flops! okokok well see, i absolutely adore my classmates, realllllyyyyy do and with wonderful school mates, its really even better! :) rachel lim's the best man, she forgot to bring B&amp;J's ice cream i want to punch her. maths was catch up lesson again, and dearest brought 45554392 smiles to my face as usual. i had a very distraught friend to and i really hope she's alright :( vicky reminded me of a monkey when she was waving her arms frantically outside my classroom hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;well we had double a and e maths periods and god, it was a killer. a maths was easy cos new teacher who was a.. i dunno, not strict can alr. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after schl was music marathon practice and i took a gazillion photos w abby and rlim! i guess shiyun was super stressed and pissed off cos we didn't sing our best but oh well, practice again tmrw. heartland after that with abby rlim and lou. wahlao my new clique man, we went heartland tgt ytd and recess only the 4 of us hahhahaha. the rest gone, shufen and yx never come schl and val &amp; candice were super busy. i missed shufen's jokes haha it was weird not having her arnd in class. heartland, eat eat eat and we bought B&amp;J's chunky monkey which really wasn't worth our 12 bucks eeyer and pepper chicken. left for home at 1800hrs and boarded the bus w someone i didn't really know cept i know she was from my chinese class, we talked quite alot and i found out smthg hehehe, told val when i got home. valerie is the sweetest ever! she's one of my coolest friend too! :) and and and omg * msged me today! HAHAHA i was in the cab and i annouced it and lou abby and rlim went.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new clique HAHAHA kjust kidding, where's shufen yx candice &amp; val :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they make schl worth gg. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/Untitled-2%20copy.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/Untitled-2%20copy.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just, friends.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115141000231238035?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115141000231238035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115141000231238035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115141000231238035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115141000231238035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/wrote-me-letters-just-to-say-she-loves.html' title='wrote me letters just to say she loves me'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115134087102803422</id><published>2006-06-27T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:54:31.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hei se</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/10505664327103l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/10505664327103l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's eme's favourite girl? she's so adorable and very stressed up right now HAHAHA yay study session on thurs! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yknw i don't believe crying for people who don't mean anything to you cos its just a waste of tears ain't it? but since you cried for her, so obviously she must have meant smthg. so don't act as though she didn't mean anything cos i'm sure she did, even if she's an asshole. am i right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay there's just been alot on my mind tonight i don't know why urg, some people just have to sleep so early. i bet rlim fell asleep replying my msg or smthg hahaha. but she's bring B&amp;J's ice cream tmrw so heck everything bad abt her now yay so bye. &lt;br /&gt;VALERIE JIAYOU! :) happy 5th month clare and yanyi hahahahahahhaahahaha i can't believe i actually remembered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115134087102803422?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115134087102803422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115134087102803422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115134087102803422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115134087102803422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hei-se.html' title='hei se'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115133869463163328</id><published>2006-06-27T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T00:18:14.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still holding on, to her</title><content type='html'>hello i feel emo now, but nvm. i wanted to do a little smthg for a special someone, then i stood up and thought abt a couple of things then i decided that.. no i shan't do it. i feel an odd sense of jealousy now abt reading smthg, i know its jealousy is stupid but ah i can't do anything abt it. words are just words, so i don't think using words as reassurance would do much to me so i guess, you've wasted your breath on me cos i still feel indifferent towards the situation. kwhatever eme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eve is super duper sweeeeeet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"but ltr, EMELINECHENYUEXIN cheered up my day:D haha, she's just so cute:D although, it was just a few mins spent with her, it was the happiest moment of this year:D"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's like the epitome of sweetest! goodness yes i was so happy when she popped by my class after schl today with a big hug as greeting yay. walked her back and HAHAHA smthg funny happened. we saw someone and at the same time she said, "your favourite" and i said, "your best friend" omg we both burst into laughter after that, tsk. we're such asses. ;) love love love dearest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised vicky's face is super huge on my blog lol. oh valerie's online and ive completed my lit, my lyrics, my eng project, my story book yay val roxzxz. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Mistakes are something that happened by accident. You didn't walk out the door one morning and fall into some guy's bed. You thought about it, for a while. You made that choice."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i. want. to. be. there. for. you. so. let. me. please.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights lovelies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115133869463163328?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115133869463163328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115133869463163328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115133869463163328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115133869463163328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/still-holding-on-to-her_27.html' title='still holding on, to her'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115132219825586858</id><published>2006-06-26T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:43:18.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsaid things</title><content type='html'>school's in sexayes! what happened to me today?&lt;br /&gt;i brought coke to school, i ate smarties jelly beans sweets chocolates mac's hasbrown mee tai mak barley in school, read my books caught up with gossip, had shufen sleep on me, talk to abby practice music marathon had 489375693 people laugh at my burnt face, had my shoulders smacked countless times and blahhhhh school's boring lah miss liang didn't make it any better and the timetable sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOOO after school, i hurt myself in the freaking pelvis when i freaking ran away cos it was my first freaking instinct and it resulted to hurting my pelvis badly and missing 3 cabs. HAHAHA im so sorry lou and abby! heartland with them plus rachel caught up a lil i guess and had lovely honeydew sago plus sushi and i bought tom yam noodles. i am soooo gonna get fat. &gt;:) but anw PROPER LESSONS START TMRW! :( SO UPSETTING AND SHUFEN, GET WELL SOON (&amp;hearts;) music marathon is coming. ive got a bunch of homework to do and valerie is not online. its weird that shes not online cos i dont feel like doing my work w/o her arnd, someone tell me why. &lt;br /&gt;valerie please come online soon! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;you just let me down,&lt;br /&gt;down,&lt;br /&gt;down..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115132219825586858?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115132219825586858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115132219825586858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115132219825586858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115132219825586858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/unsaid-things.html' title='unsaid things'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115124537592271400</id><published>2006-06-25T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T23:17:47.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you're mad, i wanna kiss you</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy 15th birthday ann na, tmrw's yr birthday!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?! (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLOOOS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?! (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate tmr!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw is hell, yeehah. says:&lt;br /&gt;im scared for tmrw rACHJELELELELEL&lt;br /&gt;tmrw is hell, yeehah. says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU BE MY GIRLFRIEND?! (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but when i think of you, I WILL LOVE TMR!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for her, seriously, one of the reasons i go to school for. and yes there's valerie too aww! :) that ass is eating PIZZA now wth HAHA. yknw smthg happened last night that really reminded me of the last day of school last year hmmm, it was kinda scary. haha whatever lah huh. KISS AND MAKE UP, always the case lol. i shall go and force my sister to bathe now and read my book, pack junk food into my bag and sleeeeep w my sister. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"are you okay?"&lt;br /&gt;"NO."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll pick up the pieces from what's gone and broke now&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry you're left with what I've become&lt;br /&gt;We're lost in the moment, our chapters are finished&lt;br /&gt;Regret every minute, I miss you so..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello my sunburn hurts like shit, everyone who's gonna see me tmrw confirm laugh at my ugly face cos valerie laughed at me yesterday :( but yeah whatever everyone else who saw me got taken aback, maybe i should wear shades and pretend my eyes can't look at too bright objects hmm. yes yesterday was wake up at 4pm day again, went down ta meet valerie for tea, coffee bean's muffin! :) then uh back to aunt vick's place then back ta my palce to do chinese essay. thank goodness i completed it man. my skin is peeling on my face EWWWWWWWWW. i find myself super ugly now haha today i spent the whole day sleeping till 4pm (again) then organizing my file then janice came over and we did our project in half freaking hour and now i shall attempt to type in chinese:&lt;br /&gt;我的床现在很乱！我不要怎么早去sleep.&lt;br /&gt;okay i give up typing in cheena hahaha i shall stop blogging like now and everything urg. i have two more things to add to my wishlist: all of jodi picoult's books as well as paperpeople notebooks! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do: &lt;br /&gt;re do lit essay&lt;br /&gt;english project, newspaper&lt;br /&gt;read chinese storybook&lt;br /&gt;practice music marathon (stop lou from taping yr mouth)&lt;br /&gt;bring amandal's cd ta school &lt;br /&gt;bring chem 5 year series&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what i should do alr, im lost.&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP EARLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115124537592271400?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115124537592271400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115124537592271400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115124537592271400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115124537592271400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-youre-mad-i-wanna-kiss-you.html' title='when you&apos;re mad, i wanna kiss you'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115108862830879608</id><published>2006-06-24T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T02:55:43.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im looking for a cutie pie</title><content type='html'>"&lt;i&gt;change is a funny thing, we are not sure what we are becoming or even why. then one day we look at ourselves and wonder who we are and how we got that way. only one thing abt change remains constant..&lt;br /&gt;it is always painful.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't it, i really loooove the book im reading. :) its such a great book haha and im bloody hungry now rar. rachel's fever came back lol and im getting it too, i feel so.. weak and raw HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03167.jpg" border=2px solid black&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand; border:2px solid black;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03167.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that back of mine now is red and rawwww and whoo the sky is beauuutiful man. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if shame had a face I think it would kind of look like mine&lt;br /&gt;if it had a home would it be my eyes&lt;br /&gt;would you believe me if I said I'm tired of this&lt;br /&gt;well here we go now one more time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to climb your steps&lt;br /&gt;I tried to chase you down&lt;br /&gt;I tried to see how low I could get down to the ground&lt;br /&gt;I tried to earn my way&lt;br /&gt;I tried to change this mind&lt;br /&gt;you better believe that I have tried to beat this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when will this end it goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;over and over and over again&lt;br /&gt;keeps spinning around I know that it won't stop&lt;br /&gt;till I step down from this for good &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I never thought I'd end up here never&lt;br /&gt;thought I'd be standing where I am &lt;br /&gt;I guess I kind of thought that it would be easier than this&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was wrong now one more time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO HUNGRY VALERIE BUY ME PRATA FROM SIMPANG BEDOKKKKKKK! &lt;br /&gt;tanning (shit i typed tanny HAHAHA) rocks, me and rachel wants to go back there every week and oooh i picked up a new sport: SWIMMING! you can catch me at the swimming pool now cos i really love swimming yay its so fun and easy and wet. &lt;i&gt;tryin to catch me ridin dirty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i took out the baby lotion just now for myself and i thought of the other time at vicky's place where we were using the lotion for all sorts of insect bites and everything omg it was hilarious. anw i hope you're happy celebrating gay pride over there in sarawak bbbeeeekooooo! :) byebye i feel like puking and everything urg, i want birthday presents lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115108862830879608?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115108862830879608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115108862830879608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115108862830879608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115108862830879608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-looking-for-cutie-pie.html' title='im looking for a cutie pie'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115106670688700646</id><published>2006-06-23T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:48:10.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your body</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;i was just looking at certain photos just now and i realised that it kinda breaks my heart to see how happy we were and i.. photos are sometimes so, sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anw today was siao day, seriously. lack of sleep, sun tanning &amp; booze should never ever be combined into one day, seriously hahaha. i almost died and chng is down with fever now oh my gosh i have no mood for chinese compo anymore. shitz lah so the morning was rainy and freakingly coooolllldddddd, we huddled in the mrt with my SIA blanket haha gay siah, macdonalds breakfast at 9am at harbourfront then we merz cabbed to the beeeeaaaccchhhh where the weather was so damn lovely for sleeping, no sun plus so much damn wind. so we just poured booze and fell asleep till the sun came out and we tanned till 2pm. (my body's worsT than lobster now goodness) then took tram everything and got outta sentosa, headed to little indian and then back to vicko's condo where we swam a few laps. thank you tanny wong for your shorts and goggles, will pass it to you soon! :) took the slowest walk home then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;hey, i missed you.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;i missed you too!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;i was just kidding&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;but i meant it!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i reaaalllyyyyy missed you lah and hope that i will see you tmrw. school's starting and we won't have time to spend w each other anymore realised that plus your stupid O xue zhun rarrr. my body has the grossest tanline :( hope chng's okay! i feel so bloody sleepy now i tell you, how to head to grapevine ah. plus english and chinese :( i shall play icy tower or smthg and im annoyed cos.. aiya whatever man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;could you really love somebody who was capable in falling in love with somebody else?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2104982246"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;PHOTOS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115106670688700646?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115106670688700646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115106670688700646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115106670688700646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115106670688700646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-body.html' title='your body'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115100321576378916</id><published>2006-06-23T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T03:25:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take my lead</title><content type='html'>im sorry for ignoring those people online and my handphone's msges! hahaha was facing a crisis (see rachel i ignore everyone for you) but anw, i hope you're okay now and don't cry already, everything will be alright im sure. &lt;br /&gt;so well called rachel cos she was so upset and didn't want to talk to anyone (BUT SHE ASKED ME TO CALL HER SO SHE WANTED TO TALK TO ME YAY!) and yeah, we talked for like the first time after 43839753 years and that silly girl broke down, tsk. i can't wait to see you again yknw :) missed you aaaa-lot, hope you're better now. oh yes, we gossiped too and i want to post abt - everything cos its so funny HAHAHA okay i shall stop being mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar its so late and i've gotta be up in 3 hours, oh my goodness. i shall hit the sheets soon then :) ry baby, i know we've not been talking but i do hope you're alright too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just telling rlim abt love, and i think love is really being sacrificial and selfless. after hearing abt her story, i really think that she doesn't deserve J (no offence hor) but seriously, i think she deserves someone so much better after all that she's done. so bloody sacrificial but rlim really needs someone to give her security and its not been given to her at all and its sad to know how many times shes cried over the same thing and how people sometimes refuse to change no matter how bad things get and yeah, okay its just my piece of mind. and love, love is really painful sometimes especially when you're the only one loving and the other party doesn't feel the same way and she treats you as though like, you're just another friend only and that truly sucks. to me, i think when things turn out like this and love is being so one-sided, its always better to just give up and stop loving cos if so, the love given is so selfless that the other person actually seems very selfish. and its only gonna hurt more to just gg on loving someone who won't return it. no one said letting go was easy but still, it has to be done ONE DAY as nthg last forever so why not now, esp when the other party feels so different abt you its seriously not worth it to keep the candle burning to him/her, everyone knows that &lt;i&gt;theres not only one fish in the ocean, not only one tree in the forest&lt;/i&gt;, the world is huge, you've yet to explore it how would you know that he/she is the One? so you can't think that way just cos you think you love that person soooo much and everything that he/she becomes the One, there are so many people out there that can definately give you what you really deserve other than this crap you've gotta put up with from the other party. so i guess, letting go is definately much easier though its gonna take a huge emotion toll but hey, everyone says the good part's always at the end like a marathon and after finishing it, you'll feel that exhilaration, i guess its kinda the same thing. letting go is a marathon, to each its own, some long, some short, but the same ol' exhilaration in the end and you're ready to start a new relationship and find someone new so it ain't that bad anymore ain't it? slow and easy wins the race, so no point pushing yourself to let go cos you're just gonna tire yourself out, take things slowly, it'll be okay :) you've still got your friends arnd you and though they can't make you happy the way he/she can but still, its better than nthg! letting go and falling in love is all part and parcel in life, everyone experiences it so you don't have to worry abt being alone. so just be happy yea, being a swinging single sometimes rock alot, it gives you the license to flirt ;) and rachel lim says i'd should really appreciate the people i have now cos they're really very wonderful and yeah i'd better think twice abt certain stuffs thats been on my mind alr and its really My life and My happiness and i really don't want to let anyone down in this way but still, better hold on before certain people disappear. if people promise to change, don't doubt them, i guess i'd better start trusting them and yeah maybe accept them? i don't know i really gotta start thinking abt alot of things and hit the nail on the head before those certain people slip past and i'll just live to regret it, seriously. i'd better stop making decisions without even thinking twice and end up hurting the other party/parties just cos of my stupid beliefs and caring so much abt.. yeah everything. happiness comes first, trust second and love third :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was for &lt;b&gt;rachel lim&lt;/b&gt; but free for anyone to read it hahaha, not like anyone bothered but whatever and thanks for listening to me too rachel! i told her stuffs that i told no one actually HAHAHA. it was just a piece of my mind too so i guess im going to bed soon and i think i know valerie very well HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;anw, this is a reminder for &lt;B&gt;AMANDAL NEO&lt;/B&gt; (shit i spelt your surname as NEW HAHAHAHA!) to return the PHANTOM OF THE OPERA cd to valerie! you can pass it to chng to pass it to me and i'll pass it to valerie since you two don't like each other and so do i, yeah whatever. thanks amandal ne&lt;s&gt;w&lt;/s&gt;o! (oops :/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when does loving someone means letting go?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/CopyofScannedImage.jpg" width= 360&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, some things never change. im still as money face HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;could it be the little wrinkle over your nose&lt;br /&gt;when you make your angry face&lt;br /&gt;that makes me wanna just take off all your clothes&lt;br /&gt;and sex you all over the place, yeah&lt;br /&gt;could it be the little way your storm around&lt;br /&gt;that makes me wanna tear you down&lt;br /&gt;baby i ain't sure, but one thing that i do know is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god. somethings just hit me very hard, its so sudden, its smthg that should have hit me 5 months ago but now then it did, oh my god. how could i, how could i let you ruin my happiness like that? okay not ALL my happiness but a certain part. oh my god, i can't believe it, i can't believe i actually let you control MY life. ooooh my goooodnesssss, i need to talk to someone NOW. okay the stupid cranked up one is sleeping that ass, tsk ;) nighty nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115100321576378916?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115100321576378916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115100321576378916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115100321576378916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115100321576378916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/take-my-lead.html' title='take my lead'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115099590919370237</id><published>2006-06-23T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T01:10:12.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyday im hustlin'</title><content type='html'>hairrrrr-looooo so i did some more chemistry just now plus one english compre, then i forgot what i did. ooooh i got a friend addicted to icy tower, super duper fun! :D then umm my sister came rushing in screaminggggggg for me to go town with her so okay lor and i dragged the cranky one along too. bought my book from kinokuniya, the tenth circle, one i saw in the newspapers today. im so proud of myself, spending money on books instead of clothes -smirks. (are you reading this, chng!) then then then i saw 50% mango sale!!! mum wanted me to go but i was a good girl and said, nvm lah another day. omg angel 0:) HAHAHAHA whatever man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.tesco.com/pi/Books/L/16/0340835516.jpg" width=250&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard its a reaaaaaal good book as books by jodi picoult are usually really good. :) an old fling from like 3 years ago dropped me a msg and gave me quite a bit of shock, and i thought abt what happened then haha. man, it was funny and up till today, i have friends still teasing me when i meet up with them LOL man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWLALALALALALALALALLALA. i miss abby valerie shufen yuxuan candice rachel lim and louisa! :) and and and of course my dearest dearest dearest, goodness me. i wish she could come over soon again and we can catch up. :( dearest! your balloon is still floating arnd my room, constantly reminding me of you. i miss you sooooo much! and honey, i think we can forget abt our movie! HAHAHA and mary, abt our xbox day, you've still got sooo much homework hahaha. and whao i recived a msg from someone surprising too today hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/dearest%21%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/dearest%21%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;spades; &amp;clubs; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye lovelies, i'll be having an early day tmrw. very early day &amp; i hope rachel lim would be alright, my DPOG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115099590919370237?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115099590919370237/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115097832136358659</id><published>2006-06-22T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T20:12:01.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too close for comfort</title><content type='html'>I never meant the things I said&lt;br /&gt;To make you cry&lt;br /&gt;Can I say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes I regret&lt;br /&gt;All these mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why you're leaving Me&lt;br /&gt;But I know you must have your reasons&lt;br /&gt;There's tears in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I watch as you cry&lt;br /&gt;But it's getting late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I invading in on your secrets&lt;br /&gt;Was I too close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;You're pushing me out&lt;br /&gt;When I'm wanting in&lt;br /&gt;What was I just about to discover&lt;br /&gt;When I got too close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;Driving you home&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we scratched our names into the sand&lt;br /&gt;And told me you loved me&lt;br /&gt;But now that I find&lt;br /&gt;That you've changed your mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost the words&lt;br /&gt;And everything I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;I wrote down on one piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;The one in your hand&lt;br /&gt;You won't understand&lt;br /&gt;How much it hurts to let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I invading in on your secrets&lt;br /&gt;Was I too close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;You're pushing me out&lt;br /&gt;When I'm wanting in&lt;br /&gt;What was I just about to discover&lt;br /&gt;I got too close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;Driving you home&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this time you've been telling me lies&lt;br /&gt;Hidden in bags that are under your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And when I asked you I knew I was right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you turn your back on me now &lt;br /&gt;When I need you most&lt;br /&gt;But you just let me down, down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you think about what you're about to do to me&lt;br /&gt;And back down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I invading in on your secrets&lt;br /&gt;Was I too close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;You're pushing me out&lt;br /&gt;When I'm wanting in&lt;br /&gt;What was I just about to discover&lt;br /&gt;I got too close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;You're pushing me out&lt;br /&gt;When I'm wanting in&lt;br /&gt;(Yeh yeh yeh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I just about to discover&lt;br /&gt;When I got too close for comfort&lt;br /&gt;Driving you home&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll never know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115097832136358659?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115097832136358659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115097832136358659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115097832136358659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115097832136358659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/too-close-for-comfort.html' title='too close for comfort'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115097212222448301</id><published>2006-06-22T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T18:28:42.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rompe</title><content type='html'>hello i woke up at 1615pm today oh my goodness. so yesterday was candice's birthday celebration, i left my place for a morning walk at 0700am (yes i didn't sleep the entire night man) then i headed to kiddo's school which was in woodlands(?!) but yeah i saw sun haha who ain't thattttt pretty but still pretty! :) kiddo's school was very nice and it was nice seeing her finally, thanks for the package of food! haha then cabbed back to causeway point where i met the cranky one who didn't sleep for the entire night and we quarrelled at macs and created a hugggeee din and i laughed so much lol. walked arnd, stayed at the library then headed to marina square where i saw candy empire for the first time HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with part of the gang for candice's birthday celebration, bowled, had lunch at cartel, laugh laugh laugh then we went window shopping! then walked arnd till candice's dad sent all of us home. i finally saw abby! (&amp;hearts;) uhhh i came home and fell asleep immediately oh my god. the cranky one woke me at 2100hrs to watch the show, and i was sooooo bloody tired. then she cooked for me! :D and i felt better after that yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/lizard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/lizard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is so stupid looking sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM BORED, i have a baaaaaaddddd headache. :( bye bye im going to do my english homework later! loveeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115097212222448301?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115097212222448301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115097212222448301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115097212222448301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115097212222448301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/rompe.html' title='rompe'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115083231112355731</id><published>2006-06-21T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T03:38:31.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;b&gt;HI AMANDAL NEO, I KNOW YOU READ MY BLOG SO IF YOU'RE READING THIS CAN YOU PLEASE RETURN VALERIE'S PHANTOM OF THE OPERA THANK YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can like pass it to chng to pass it to me or smthg cos i know you don't like valerie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115083231112355731?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115083231112355731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115083231112355731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115083231112355731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115083231112355731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115082262633748642</id><published>2006-06-21T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:58:42.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish i could be</title><content type='html'>todayyyy i got outta bed at 1530pm yes omg, its like getting later everyday or smthg please ah. so uh i bathed and everything and started work at 4pm which i ended at 5pm to watch punk'd BUT i only did 3 or 4 maths ques, which i only got the answer for 1 of them. yes oh my god im a sucker. then uh i kept watching tv till i went online and then i watched more tv then i went online again, life is soooo boring. i saw smthg super shocking online just and which made me sad and jealous. :( but whatever anw thats like my boring day and candice ho is soooo cute, she makes me happy easily. we talked abt soccer oh yay i want brazil italy england argentina and alot of other countries to get the world cup, oh yeah plus portrugal. :) okay im like stupid and val is trying to call me tsk, &lt;b&gt;happy birthday candice chai you pig&lt;/b&gt;! yayyyy. oh and did i mention, i cut my own hair today or rather, my sister cut it for me goodness, i look like her now (or so she claims)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/0%2C%2C1634626_4%2C00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/0%2C%2C1634626_4%2C00.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaka is like sooooo hot or smthg &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love playing computer games and drinking milk makes me feel loved, it gives me this warm fuzzy feeling inside. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only piano has been talking with me for the day &lt;br /&gt;The sleeping cello; Silent; Old &lt;br /&gt;I think you've make it well understood&lt;br /&gt;I understand and I know too; There is no begrudge in you. &lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that you are sad too.&lt;br /&gt;Holding your hand. You being with me. It is all in the past now.&lt;br /&gt;I hope he really loves you more than I am.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll leave you when it is true. &lt;br /&gt;It is so confound for me to hear you want me to ask you. &lt;br /&gt;I do not wish to break up with you.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you want me to be smiling and pretend nothing has happened?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the talent to embrace you and him&lt;br /&gt;Please don't worry too much, I'll continue to live well.&lt;br /&gt;You are very far away from me and I will slowly walk away too.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I let you choose how and when we break up?&lt;br /&gt;I really have no such talent. I can't be this quickly silenced.&lt;br /&gt;I'll learn to give you up. This is all because I love you too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jay chou sings such saaaaddddd songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im sorry i was so mean last night and this afternoon and whenever i made you upset. :) take care of yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115082262633748642?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115082262633748642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115082262633748642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115082262633748642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115082262633748642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/wish-i-could-be.html' title='wish i could be'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115074534240527871</id><published>2006-06-20T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T03:29:02.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/Untitled-2%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/Untitled-2%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did this just now cos i was so bored lol. i curretly smell really bad eeyer, i can't wait to study, seriously. i will i had smthg like a emotion relaxant spray, i'll take it a spray it over the world's population so everyone who is agitated right now would just.. relax. :) ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115074534240527871?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115074534240527871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115074534240527871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115074534240527871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115074534240527871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/adventure.html' title='the adventure'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115073407633338759</id><published>2006-06-20T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:24:04.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shadows like statues</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;oh oh for those who hasn't got me my birthday present, ive got a wish list! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top shop's white or green slippers - $16&lt;br /&gt;top shop's white bikini - $16&lt;br /&gt;dorothy perkin's purple 'tease' underwear - $9&lt;br /&gt;top shop's shorts - $16&lt;br /&gt;handbands of different countries - $3.90, $8.90 at other places&lt;br /&gt;a new wallet - $?&lt;br /&gt;tops! - $?&lt;br /&gt;patrick star from cine (beside hula&amp;co) -$12.90&lt;br /&gt;superman tee shirt from bugis - $9&lt;br /&gt;a nice denim skirt - $?&lt;br /&gt;brazil shirt &amp;hearts; - $? (depends where you buy it from)&lt;br /&gt;a new diary from paperpeople - $16.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i have a knack for prices and i think ALL are pretty reasonable man!&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats abt it hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY I WENT SHOPPING SO THAT MAKES ME A HAPPY GIRL HAHAHA. got 3 tops, a pair of shorts, a wallet, 2 bracelet thingy and very pretty beads! :) wah enough to make me so happy alr yaye so don't ruin it okay. thank you chng you were wonderful company, thursday and friday ah! so exciting i can't waaaaitttttt. omg we went to so many odd places today like haji lane, this weirdo shopping centre, this new place lol i dunno where lah. i saw this shop! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03060.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah gay, what a name. burst out laughing when i saw it man hahaha. oh oh it was so funny when i left the place, i was hopping into a cab cos i was bloody late then i called rachel to find out that she too was hopping into a cab cos she too was bloody late haha. met at serangoon station then we cabbed down to bugis cos running after the 100 bus was no use. so well chai called today! :) and omg 2 guys hit on me HAHAHA i am glamarous chng! this weirdo guy asked me if i've eaten and this other boy asked me for my number ah hee hee hee hee hee hee chng you'd better treasure this gf of yours before she gets taken away ah. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC03063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC03063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chng is wonderful, yeah! :D kbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You pick me apart &lt;br /&gt;While I search for witty things to say (In my defense)&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never amount to anything anyway"&lt;br /&gt;(Don't press your luck, don't press your luck)&lt;br /&gt;And think that I'm impressed with your one night stands&lt;br /&gt;and your contagious kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get this right&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, cause I'm ridiculous like that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115073407633338759?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115073407633338759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115073407633338759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115073407633338759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115073407633338759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/shadows-like-statues.html' title='shadows like statues'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115073331820843504</id><published>2006-06-19T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T00:08:38.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>inside your head</title><content type='html'>today started of with me rushing into a cab at my place and calling rachel to find out that she too was rushing into a cab hahaha but anw, met her and we missed bus 100 so we decided to cab all the way down to bugis and our shopping started! :) yay got 3 tops and a pair of shorts plus a wallet &amp; 2 bracelet thingy that's realllll cool and extremely pretty beads. :) retail therapy rocks socks baby. times with chng rocks socks too and whoo thurs night and friday's gonna be awesome man, so i shall have to rush homework nowwwww. she brought me to this cool place i've never been before and we walked to haji lane, so many old and weird shops. i went to alottttt of places and into this weird shopping center that has this shop:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://localhost:1570/0efa66e605ade0739c7e63d99d3a7585/image3119.jpg?size=640'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://localhost:1570/0efa66e605ade0739c7e63d99d3a7585/image3119.jpg?size=320' border=0 alt='' style='cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAA WAH GAY MAN I TELL YOU. burst out laughing when i saw it.&lt;br /&gt;trained back and met miss chong. chai called and we talked, headed to soya bean place for yummy balls after that and then home i went, watched tv till now and my head hurts. im hungry sleepy and thirsty so bye, tmrw is homework day. i MUST do homework already, im scared hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im apologising to myself for you,&lt;br /&gt;for what you've done to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115073331820843504?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115073331820843504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115073331820843504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115073331820843504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115073331820843504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/inside-your-head.html' title='inside your head'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115069351608695622</id><published>2006-06-19T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:05:16.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are, we are the shaken</title><content type='html'>hello i think i was mad yesterday, i posted such a super long post with super lot of pictures. if you managed to catch it, good for you cos i deleted it hahaha. i wrote damn alot of shit abt r/s and stuffs and wah i posted pictures from 45388888235 years ago buts all gone now lol. anw im up early today! better than 3pm and okie dokie, i need to go shit and get ready. i hope mummy's home though and i am so tired, im not used to sleeping so little hours cos i slept at 0600am hahaha. im kinda talking to myself here so i'd better shut up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/honey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/honey.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115069351608695622?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115069351608695622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115069351608695622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115069351608695622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115069351608695622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-are-we-are-shaken_19.html' title='we are, we are the shaken'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115063037234140819</id><published>2006-06-18T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T21:12:41.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whom shall i fear</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=210517651&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos baby, photos! and please read picture number 35's caption carefully, thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;happy birthday meiyang!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello so my birthday wasn't great but i liked it.&lt;br /&gt;i met quite alot of people.&lt;br /&gt;so on friday eve came over with the sweetest present ever. &lt;br /&gt;we talked and talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;its so easy to talk to her, and everything from the past few months came pouring out.&lt;br /&gt;made a pact to update her everytime smthg happens. :) love her so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked out, bused with siyi to the station and met L. &lt;br /&gt;trained down to bugis, sat arnd.&lt;br /&gt;went to the hotel room first cos mummy and daddy were shopping. &lt;br /&gt;watched tv, messed up the place which was kinda nice.&lt;br /&gt;mummy daddy and genice came arnd 8pm, went down for dinner at the olive.&lt;br /&gt;i was happily watching tv then mummy messaged, "quick come down, there's a cute guy opposite our table!"&lt;br /&gt;i was like what the hell. i guy looked like ~ i dont know hahah. &lt;br /&gt;seafood buffet was gross, i wasted 50 bucks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, back to the room and evie came.&lt;br /&gt;jumped arnd from bed to bed like mad people. &lt;br /&gt;mingwei and chew were alr waiting @bugis junction for one over hour HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;so went to meet them downstairs with evie and L. &lt;br /&gt;mummy daddy and genice went to watch r.v. &lt;br /&gt;got tickets for just my luck at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;bought cards from cheers.&lt;br /&gt;then asked chew mingwei and evie to go back to the room first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L and i went to meet kiddo who trained all the way down from causewaypoint aw.  &lt;br /&gt;talked talked and talked so much tell 11plus. &lt;br /&gt;then she left for home, thanks for coming suuuu! :) &lt;br /&gt;went to the arcade with L chew mingwei and evie. &lt;br /&gt;hahah had alot of fun then we all went for our movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chew and mingwei left after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;evie and L went up and i changed then we went down again.&lt;br /&gt;sat at some cool area in the hotel and talk talk talk abt random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;went off for supper at some nearby coffeeshop arnd 3 plus. &lt;br /&gt;walked back to the hotel to sleep after that,&lt;br /&gt;and damn the floor was bloody hard man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast at beach road the next day with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;then homeeeeeee, L and evie came over. &lt;br /&gt;slacked, did alot of things on the computer then left with evie for her place. &lt;br /&gt;played stupid games on her computer then left arnd 7plus to meet vicky and zoe @clementi.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed down to kim's party that wasn't as good as i expected but the food was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;everything was pretty awkward and all, saw kenny with his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed back to serangoon arnd 9plus with vick and zoe, we were high and singing so crazily. &lt;br /&gt;met akira and soorya(?), went to the playground and marisse came too.&lt;br /&gt;talked and played handgames till arnd midnight.&lt;br /&gt;called L down and she walked me home, okay good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wow, what a long post. will upload pictures soon though not much. :)&lt;br /&gt;dinner's ready! bye bye i feel like puking ew. &lt;br /&gt;thanks everyone for your wishes, hugs, presents, msges, tags aiya everything lah. thank you love you miss you want you adore you need you caress you sex you HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it started of with a kiss, &lt;br /&gt;how did it end up like this&lt;br /&gt;it was only a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;it was only a kiss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't look,&lt;br /&gt;its killing me&lt;br /&gt;and taking control.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, mr brightside you're wonderful. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115063037234140819?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115063037234140819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115063037234140819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115063037234140819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115063037234140819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/whom-shall-i-fear.html' title='whom shall i fear'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115062273081092649</id><published>2006-06-18T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T17:25:30.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>promise</title><content type='html'>hi everyone, i have a friend.&lt;br /&gt;who have never eaten mangosteen in her life.&lt;br /&gt;this morning, was the second time in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i call her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the mangosteen girl&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115062273081092649?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115062273081092649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115062273081092649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115062273081092649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115062273081092649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/promise.html' title='promise'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115044521343582687</id><published>2006-06-16T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T16:06:53.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monsters</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;We are&lt;br /&gt;We are the shaken&lt;br /&gt;We are the monsters&lt;br /&gt;Underneath your bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello my nose is killing me, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe im sick today rar. &lt;br /&gt;anw eve is on her way here! :)&lt;br /&gt;and im precious to my precious hahah.&lt;br /&gt;im happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like sitting by the poolside tonight,&lt;br /&gt;talking till the morning light.&lt;br /&gt;with anyone at all, my precious or evie or whoever'll be there. &lt;br /&gt;hmm we'll see then. &lt;br /&gt;hope to catch a movie with mw and chew tonight if they're coming.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see them, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to shit now hahah. &lt;br /&gt;byebye lovelies, i shall back soon. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;find me at inter - continential hotel tonight, bugis! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115044521343582687?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115044521343582687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115044521343582687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115044521343582687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115044521343582687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/monsters.html' title='monsters'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115044065544422839</id><published>2006-06-16T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T14:50:55.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>man in the mirror</title><content type='html'>hello im so lazy to put caps. &lt;br /&gt;i think my birthday's so fun! i love birthdays. :)&lt;br /&gt;so last night i slept at 0500am, tsk. &lt;br /&gt;annndddddd i had good company! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;s&gt;morning&lt;/s&gt; afternoon, two crazy girls came screaming in my room with a hell lot of balloons and a happy meal. :)&lt;br /&gt;i woke up with a terrible headache and a horrible nose, ohmygod. &lt;br /&gt;but those two made my day, and we gossip a little here and there.&lt;br /&gt;looked at the year book, both of them ATE my happy meal aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;then left the house, leaving behind aaaaalot of balloons.&lt;br /&gt;thank you rachel lim &amp; louisa! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up with one trillion msges, thank you you guys too.&lt;br /&gt;the funniest one was from nick kang lol, he's such an ass. ;) &lt;br /&gt;yah my dad is in a bad mood and im scared.&lt;br /&gt;and su is scared for her date lol&lt;br /&gt;shufen is going to shop alone.&lt;br /&gt;and im waiting for dearest! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbye. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115044065544422839?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115044065544422839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115044065544422839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115044065544422839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115044065544422839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/man-in-mirror.html' title='man in the mirror'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115039414215289500</id><published>2006-06-16T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:56:31.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on year closer to heaven, HAHA</title><content type='html'>Thank you Ry &amp; Ho for the visit. &lt;br /&gt;I've got calls from China (thanks Abby &amp; Tania), from people I haven't spoken to in months.&lt;br /&gt;And I CALLED MY OWN COUSIN AND SAID, "Evie, are you sleeping? QUICK WISH ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" hahaha i'm so crazy. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the email, notes on blog, msges, hugeass card (Ry) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see dearest tmrw, seriously missed her.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the sweetest msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Its your birthday! &amp; birthdays are exciting. :)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;, yes it is cos of people like You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115039414215289500?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115039414215289500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115039414215289500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115039414215289500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115039414215289500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-on-year-closer-to-heaven-haha.html' title='I&apos;m on year closer to heaven, HAHA'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115039022746951211</id><published>2006-06-15T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T00:50:27.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crowded</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo, today was an extremely tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm down with slight fever and a very bad flu. =&lt;br /&gt;Anw, started the day by forcing myself outta bed.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Kim, gosssippppp again man. &lt;br /&gt;A very bad thing happened which left a crying kim and 1 hour at the police station. &lt;br /&gt;I was very tramautised on the bus ride from Clementi to Huogang.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the 2 people I called and comforted me. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shufen's place. &lt;br /&gt;Played monopoly, laughed alot.&lt;br /&gt;Watched gay television, super duper boring, some law shit.&lt;br /&gt;Shufen has lousy taste in tv shows but I have fun. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll keep this as&lt;br /&gt;A constant reminder&lt;br /&gt;Of the nights I spent holding onto her&lt;br /&gt;And rest assured I'm moving on&lt;br /&gt;I miss you less, with each day your gone (your gone)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Its my special day in 15 mins. :) &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my special day!&lt;br /&gt;And I need to shit now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/Untitled-3%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/Untitled-3%20copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for the wishes and everything. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115039022746951211?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115039022746951211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115039022746951211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115039022746951211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115039022746951211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/crowded.html' title='Crowded'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115031999319808044</id><published>2006-06-15T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T05:40:32.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The rain goes on</title><content type='html'>Its 0515am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi i miss you. :]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You miss me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought i'd be the one to say&lt;br /&gt;Please don't, please don't leave me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115031999319808044?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115031999319808044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115031999319808044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115031999319808044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115031999319808044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/rain-goes-on.html' title='The rain goes on'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115031034884286394</id><published>2006-06-15T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T02:39:08.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How you remind me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/sexy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/sexy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this the cutest thing ever? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a 905 question quiz just now, awesome. &lt;br /&gt;I took 2hours10mins, hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Am on the phone now with someone who's going to cry, aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched alot of Hard Gay videos, laughed my brainz out. &lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BORED NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO PLAY MONOPOLY, NOW. &lt;br /&gt;I've gotta be @cityhall tmrw, 1250pm oh my god. &lt;br /&gt;I think i'm going to over sleep and pissed Kim off hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at grapevine with Rachel Ann na Vicko Marisse &amp; Calista. &lt;br /&gt;Goooorrrrssssipppppp and daddy fetched me home. &lt;br /&gt;Ordered Macs. :)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, am going to stop blogging now. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115031034884286394?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115031034884286394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115031034884286394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115031034884286394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115031034884286394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-you-remind-me.html' title='How you remind me'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115028799766801296</id><published>2006-06-14T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T20:49:08.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar sugar</title><content type='html'>Heyyyyyy thereeeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;I caught Aeon Flux today on Mr Lappie, its a good show. I like it. :]&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much, slept in till 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;Shufen called and started screaming smthg about evil hour when I was asleep, so I think I was mumbling shit. It always happens when people call when I'm sleeping hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat hurt like crazy. &lt;br /&gt;I had nutella bread last night at 0500am, thank you. :] &lt;br /&gt;I survived my hunger pangs and anw, I think my phone is cool.&lt;br /&gt;It takes cool, dark, blur, mysterious photos. -Sniggers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02908.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao eh, so dark man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going out now, yayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;And my parents quarrelled about Sotong just now, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;I could hear them screaming from downstairs, literally. :I shall do a quiz from Ry's blog first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;sensitive = My throat and face is sensitive&lt;br /&gt;hurt = Physically? Yeah, my throat.&lt;br /&gt;calm = Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;quiet = :] Ain't it obvious?&lt;br /&gt;active = I am yelling on the phone and rolling arnd on my bed at 0500am.&lt;br /&gt;very shy = HAHAHAHA yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;confident in yourself = Yup&lt;br /&gt;brand-conscious = Nope&lt;br /&gt;a good listener = Ask my friends&lt;br /&gt;easily bored = YESSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;outgoing = I hope.&lt;br /&gt;open-minded = Yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;an only child = Nope.&lt;br /&gt;happy at the moment = Am very sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;tired = Yuppppp.&lt;br /&gt;playing any online games = Nooooo haha.&lt;br /&gt;tempted by chocolates = Ew throat pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;believe love at first sight = Err, NO.&lt;br /&gt;have someone you really care for present = Huh? For present? &lt;br /&gt;believe in love = Yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;ever cheated on a test = HAHAHA yah.&lt;br /&gt;play the guitar = I laughed till I failed my guitar test.&lt;br /&gt;play the piano = Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;play the drums = My siser's head is my drum.&lt;br /&gt;like your life = Yah huh.&lt;br /&gt;like school = Yeah i do.&lt;br /&gt;like dancing = LOL I went for dance class.&lt;br /&gt;like sweets = Nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;like travelling = Yes.&lt;br /&gt;own an Xbox/ playstation = Yup&lt;br /&gt;like Spongebob squarepants = YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;ride a bike = All my bikes got stolen.&lt;br /&gt;read Harry Potter = Yeahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;yell at your siblings = Hahaha yes.&lt;br /&gt;argue with your parents = Nope&lt;br /&gt;love McDonalds = Yesssss&lt;br /&gt;play basketball = HAHA NO.&lt;br /&gt;play badminton = I won Ho and Mary with Ry!&lt;br /&gt;play tennis = I suck&lt;br /&gt;play bowling = Suck too&lt;br /&gt;swim = Love it, splashing water i mean.&lt;br /&gt;skate = Love blading&lt;br /&gt;watch Disney channel = Don't have the channel&lt;br /&gt;love movies = Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;like Oreo = Not really.&lt;br /&gt;like chips = Noooo.&lt;br /&gt;do the housework = Hahaha no.&lt;br /&gt;love your friends alot = :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU?&lt;br /&gt;get more than 5 piercings = Eww no.&lt;br /&gt;curse a friend = Depends, I think I already have.&lt;br /&gt;hug a stranger = Yeah, was forced to in fact.&lt;br /&gt;sneak out at night alone = No, too scared.&lt;br /&gt;further your studies overseas = $$$?&lt;br /&gt;try summoning a ghost for fun = Never&lt;br /&gt;try alcohol = Alr have.&lt;br /&gt;love someone whole heartedly = Don't know..&lt;br /&gt;smoke = EW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?&lt;br /&gt;hug someone = Yesss&lt;br /&gt;look someone in the eye = Yepppp.&lt;br /&gt;done stupid things that finally made you real embarrased = Ahaha no.&lt;br /&gt;said sorry to someone = Yeah&lt;br /&gt;thank someone = Yeah&lt;br /&gt;loved someone who hurt you badly = HAHA yeah, as a friend hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beverage (non-alc) Milo milo bon bello.&lt;br /&gt;Color? Purple, hot pink, red, black everything lah.&lt;br /&gt;Food? :] love fish and co.&lt;br /&gt;Item of clothing? Uhhh shirts shirts shirts?&lt;br /&gt;Meal of the day? Supper!&lt;br /&gt;Feature on yourself? Everything, my nostrils. &lt;br /&gt;Phrase? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Song? Loads man.&lt;br /&gt;Musical Artist/Band? All American Rejects! &lt;br /&gt;Sport? None&lt;br /&gt;Movie? She's Da Man.&lt;br /&gt;TV Show? Nthg, I don't watch teevee.&lt;br /&gt;Radio Station? None.&lt;br /&gt;Type of Chocolate? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color? White :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you/Have you ever....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any pets? Duh, am having 2 dogs, a cat, 2 hamsters, whole lot of fishes.&lt;br /&gt;Have any piercings? Yup&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos? Fake ones&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping? Noooo&lt;br /&gt;Been to Europe? Noooo&lt;br /&gt;Been to an island? Am living on one&lt;br /&gt;Had stitches? Eww no.&lt;br /&gt;Broken any bones? Nope, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;Been stabbed/shot? EWWW NOOOO. Oh, I was stabbed by a pin.&lt;br /&gt;Slept until after 12:00? Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up all night? Yeeeeep&lt;br /&gt;Turned down a dare? Err of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which friend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the funniest? I think Shufen's funny, actually alot of them are funny. :]&lt;br /&gt;Is the prettiest? Eveeeeee, kelly! EVIE, my most beautiful haha.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most handsome? Wah I don't know. I think I'm handsome HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Is the loudest? Louisa, Rachel Lim oh my god hahaha, Candice Ho's laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Is the craziest? Rui-yee lol.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most shy? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most loving? I dunno too.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most understanding? A handful of them. Candice Chai haha aw.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most boring? Wahlao jiahui. (I hope she doesn't read this.)&lt;br /&gt;Is the richest? I want to be rich! :]&lt;br /&gt;Is the most athletic? Wahlao eh, of course ME lah.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most cocky? Proud? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Is the most wordly/cultured? HUR?&lt;br /&gt;Do you look up to the most? Eh, no one. &lt;br /&gt;Do you tell everything to? No one too hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Has the best clothes? Everyone has nice clothes. :]&lt;br /&gt;Has the best house? I love mine, so mine the best I DON'T CARE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat pizza with chocolate chips? Ew no. I don't fancy weirdo food.&lt;br /&gt;Kiss someone of the same sex? Alr did.&lt;br /&gt;Cheat on someone you love? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Run away from home? Hahaha yes, for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;Lie to your parents? Depends what it is about.&lt;br /&gt;Lie to your boyfriend/girlfriend? Umm i guess? I don't know lah.&lt;br /&gt;Lie to your best friend? Everyone lies lah okay.&lt;br /&gt;Give a homeless person money? Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Run from the police? No, never.&lt;br /&gt;Bungee jump? NOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Sky dive? NOOOO too.&lt;br /&gt;Cross dress? Already did. &lt;br /&gt;Be an exotic dancer? Nope, can't dance for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Walk out of a restaurant without paying? I did that with kim HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Scuba dive? Yessss, wld love to.&lt;br /&gt;Go rock climbing? I did and failed haha.&lt;br /&gt;Go spulunking (caving)? Ewww i dont wanna see worms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of when you hear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eminem? Hailey baby.&lt;br /&gt;Bologna? Bolognese?&lt;br /&gt;Hot? Wah, Pussycat dolls.&lt;br /&gt;Orange? Orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;Real world? Real player.&lt;br /&gt;Jack? Jack and the beanstalk!&lt;br /&gt;Cucumber? Eye reflexalogy (?)&lt;br /&gt;Hip-Hop? Gimme That; Chris Brown&lt;br /&gt;Uniform? Big bird, ew.&lt;br /&gt;Unicorn? Val and Candice's unicorns with the gross hair HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow? Rainbow dogman.&lt;br /&gt;Clown? China's wigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya, I think I'm late. MOMMY WHERE ARE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115028799766801296?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115028799766801296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115028799766801296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115028799766801296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115028799766801296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/sugar-sugar.html' title='Sugar sugar'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115022442599531052</id><published>2006-06-14T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T02:47:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on and on again</title><content type='html'>01. What time is it now?&lt;br /&gt;0235am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02. What are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;This, chatting, listening to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03. Thinking of Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope, no one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04. Are you Happy/Blur/Sad?&lt;br /&gt;I AM HUNGRY YOU ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05. Why?&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I HAVE NOT EATEN YOU ASS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. What is the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Oreo cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. Last thing that you've heard that made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Errr.. it was a long time ago. I don't remember hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Whats the last movie that made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, I dunno. OH MI:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who do you wish to be by your side?&lt;br /&gt;Someone who has good food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Regretted anything in this month?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you fall in love/out of love in this month?&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with.. my cat. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who was the last person you talked to?&lt;br /&gt;My mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;My mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who was the last person you sms?&lt;br /&gt;Another hungry person lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What did you dream of today?&lt;br /&gt;Nthg, yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Who can make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Anyone actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who always takes care of you?&lt;br /&gt;Myself, my mum, my maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Anyone you know is in pain?&lt;br /&gt;Okay my friend has ulcer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What happen?&lt;br /&gt;ULCER YOU ASS I JUST SAID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What do you wanna do before you die?&lt;br /&gt;I want to steal things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What song is stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;Blame it On the Weatherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What song are you listening now?&lt;br /&gt;Blame it On the Weatherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Worried about anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Errr yeah, Rachel Lim. She seems to have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What age do you wanna get married?&lt;br /&gt;21!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many children do you want?&lt;br /&gt;NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Where do you wanna go for Honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Any plans in this 2 months?&lt;br /&gt;What kinda plans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Describe a perfect wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Errrr, in the zoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Describe a perfect Date?&lt;br /&gt;At night safari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where would you like to go for Holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you play instrument?&lt;br /&gt;Pianooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you have a band?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What song do you want to listen to?&lt;br /&gt;Nice songs dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Wish you could die?&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOO. I haven't stolen. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you give up easily?&lt;br /&gt;Depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you know anyone that acts like a kid?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you know anyone that is rude?&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. What's the sweetest thing anyone ever done?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, sent B&amp;J ice cream at 0400am HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Any sweet unforgetful memories with your Ex?&lt;br /&gt;Whaaat the heeeellll HAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Honestly.. Which Ex did you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Who do you want to be hugged by?&lt;br /&gt;Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Single or Taken?&lt;br /&gt;Taken by Eve, Valerie, Rachel, Evie HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115022442599531052?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115022442599531052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115022442599531052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115022442599531052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115022442599531052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/on-and-on-again.html' title='on and on again'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115022363503881723</id><published>2006-06-14T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T02:33:55.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you name 13 people you can think of right off&lt;br /&gt;the top of your head? Anyone you're thinking of, in&lt;br /&gt;no order. Don't read the questions underneath until&lt;br /&gt;you write the names of all 13 people. Absolutely&lt;br /&gt;NO cheating and switching positions on the&lt;br /&gt;list,either! READY, START!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 Evie&lt;br /&gt;02 Candice Chai&lt;br /&gt;03 Ruiyi&lt;br /&gt;04 Candice Ho&lt;br /&gt;05 Eve&lt;br /&gt;06 Valerie&lt;br /&gt;07 Shufen&lt;br /&gt;08 Louisa&lt;br /&gt;09 Su&lt;br /&gt;10 Rachel Lim&lt;br /&gt;11 Rachel Chng&lt;br /&gt;12 Kim&lt;br /&gt;13 L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 2&lt;br /&gt;In school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you never met 6?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA i won't know abt Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 2 and 9 dated:&lt;br /&gt;Oh my lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 8:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 1 and 5 be a good couple:&lt;br /&gt;No, Eve is mine. And so is Evie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Is number 11 gay/lesbian:&lt;br /&gt;What do you think hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you tell secrets to 5:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, definately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your first memory of 2:&lt;br /&gt;She told me she had hot legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 1's family members:&lt;br /&gt;Every single one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 10's favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 9 confessed he/she liked you?&lt;br /&gt;Omg my ex eyecandy HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What language does 3 speak:&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with:&lt;br /&gt;She's woo-ing someone. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 12 in:&lt;br /&gt;My age, sec 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.When did you last see 7:&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 5's favorite band:&lt;br /&gt;No idea man haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 3:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA we dated ;);)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is 1 hot:&lt;br /&gt;Yuppppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 12 single:&lt;br /&gt;Yahhhh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 1:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i wish. She's so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where does 8 go to school:&lt;br /&gt;PL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What's 4's best physical feature:&lt;br /&gt;She has a super cute face :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are number 7 &amp; 8 best friends:&lt;br /&gt;UH noooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is 8 a girl or boy:&lt;br /&gt;Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is 5 in love with:&lt;br /&gt;:) ME hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What is your last memory of 7:&lt;br /&gt;She chased me with her freaking umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever hooked up with 4:&lt;br /&gt;Used to like her in Sec ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the funniest memory of 8:&lt;br /&gt;Her stupid cap with my wallet haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your relationship with 6:&lt;br /&gt;She's my gf! Today's our 4th month hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How old is 13:&lt;br /&gt;16 going on 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How close are you with 1:&lt;br /&gt;Very very. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you sleep with 12:&lt;br /&gt;Why not, I've slept over her place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is your favorite memory with 3:&lt;br /&gt;There are tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who's 11 best friends with:&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What's your favorite thing about 2:&lt;br /&gt;She's so lovely and she's a wonderful listener. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;And I got up 15 mins later feeling feverish and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, here I am. I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm..&lt;br /&gt;STARVING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115022363503881723?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115022363503881723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115022363503881723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115022363503881723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115022363503881723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/can-you-name-13-people-you-can-think.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115021576778070923</id><published>2006-06-14T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:22:47.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she's da man</title><content type='html'>IM SORRY I DON'T NEED REMINDERS. &lt;br /&gt;anw happy 4th month rachel and valerie :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught She's The Man with two lovely girls.&lt;br /&gt;-Inserts picture here (THE STUPID PHOTO DON'T WANNA COME OUT LAH)&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time and I love oreo cheesecake. (Hints, birthday coming)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, the show was grrr-eat. Even my mom liked it. She CRIED oh goodness me. &lt;br /&gt;And... I've got no mood to blog anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115021576778070923?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115021576778070923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115021576778070923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115021576778070923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115021576778070923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/shes-da-man.html' title='she&apos;s da man'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115019788214913780</id><published>2006-06-13T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T19:29:42.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoi hoi</title><content type='html'>Wah, I've got a big fat headache. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the run I ran just now, it led me to.. Braddell Heights CC/Singapore Wushu Association HAHAHA where the hell? I took a slow walk home as my head hurt like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;It was a mistake to run when I'm having food poisoning, my stomach hurt like crap but I kept running running and running running. &lt;br /&gt;It kept my mind off certain stuffs, so it was good. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and saw someone crying. :\ &lt;br /&gt;Okay I really didn't like the scene lol. So told my sister about it and she felt awkward? I don't know. Watched Cassonova, pretty hilarious. I don't see why it's M-18, there's no nudity or foul language. Kim called me, panicking again. It was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;I gave her the stupidest ideas. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's The Man tonight with mummy and Genice, yipeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Eve. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(( Crowded; Jeannie Ortega ft Papoose ))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you've been thinkin 'bout me &lt;br /&gt;Did you think this was gonna be that easy? &lt;br /&gt;Hell no, you must be going crazy! &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you get outta my life, &lt;br /&gt;get outta my sight, &lt;br /&gt;get off of my back..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115019788214913780?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115019788214913780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115019788214913780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115019788214913780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115019788214913780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoi-hoi.html' title='hoi hoi'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115018275935796723</id><published>2006-06-13T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T15:12:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't mean anything to me</title><content type='html'>im so RARRRRRRRR i don't know the word to describe myself now. i feel so terribly.. RARRRRR i need to get outta my house. im so sorry i cancelled plans with you today kim and now im dying. i shall go running, YES i shall run to a place where i've never been and then cab back or smthg. okay great i shall go change and run after this, run away all my anger babeh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw kiddo is back and im so happy! and wahlao, she went for rugby camp right after coming back from kl that ass. but thanks for calling from camp this morning, i needed someone hahaha. missed you, meet up soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VALERIE I WISH YOU STAYED NEARER TO ME, WHY YOU STAY AT TANAH MERAH &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115018275935796723?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115018275935796723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115018275935796723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115018275935796723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115018275935796723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-dont-mean-anything-to-me.html' title='you don&apos;t mean anything to me'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115012683984669219</id><published>2006-06-12T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T14:49:33.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey lola</title><content type='html'>okay anw, mom just fetched me home from vick's place. wah good food :) the party/gathering was okay just that rach ann na and kelly were super nice to push me into the pool rar. anw all of us got wet so whatever and i think kelly is super duper hot :D talked to rachel, finally caught up with her. fkdanfedafeafuhajfkadsncm,ndaiocehotheioahfeanfdnfmandcouahefohra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched desperate housewives then home a ling a ling. val came over before that and we had a great time making sandwiches and toasting bread crusts and talking :) hee hee lovely valerie! went swimming with her and vicko after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02841.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kelly is very pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02837.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah army girl ha-ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya whatever lah on top of everything, someone's smile made my day and it was extremely adorable &gt;:)))))))) &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nthg happened, im not angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115012683984669219?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115012683984669219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115012683984669219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115012683984669219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115012683984669219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-lola.html' title='hey lola'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115009893830518113</id><published>2006-06-12T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T16:08:04.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who am i</title><content type='html'>heyyyy boredom overtakes and i did a couple of crazy videos, i mean what else could you do on a boring monday afternoon after ransacking the whole house with your sister ;) (we found really disgusting stuff, i will tell you later when i see you valerie HAHAHA) ewww anw ah, videos videos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/55_JWYiOXGk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/55_JWYiOXGk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes thats the national day song for year 2001 or smthg i think HAHA. its damn crazy, we found the CD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LerRvPANdFk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LerRvPANdFk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and chan mali chan ;) you've got to wait 40 plus seconds till the song comes out lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxHaW8HZHr4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxHaW8HZHr4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you wanna know why i'm like THIS, THIS is why. and yes, that IS my daddy. -smirks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CdTQAp6OPtk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CdTQAp6OPtk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is a really really lovely, beautiful song &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02836.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC02836.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahlao eh, guess who man ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC02788.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who say my face never change! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading &lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean &lt;br /&gt;Vapor in the wind &lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling &lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling &lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am &lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115009893830518113?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115009893830518113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115009893830518113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115009893830518113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115009893830518113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-am-i.html' title='who am i'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115009097134591111</id><published>2006-06-12T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T13:42:51.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so tell me does it hurt</title><content type='html'>hi im blogging. wahlao blog blog blog, everyday also blog. eme got no life man. &lt;br /&gt;i think i really got no life, i woke up to valerie's msges saying that she dreamt of me last night HAHA best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw was on the phone last night till 0400am plus cos the freak didn't dare to put down at 0300am. so we talked abt damn random things from movies to europe prostitude. i want to kill her cos she's still so awkward while talking to someone rerh okay anw i took photos when i was talking to her! HAHAHA self timer shots somemore ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02810.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know, best hahaha. im levitating :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02830.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02829.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02829.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the cuts that shufen gave me with her stupid ahma umbrella. SHUFEN ARE YOU SEEING THIS?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got alot of shopping plans in mind after the phonecall ytdy yeeha shopping ;) candy and chai are in m'sia alr :( okay byeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115009097134591111?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115009097134591111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115009097134591111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115009097134591111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115009097134591111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-tell-me-does-it-hurt.html' title='so tell me does it hurt'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115004926565666311</id><published>2006-06-12T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T02:16:36.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i see you baby, shaking that ass</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAO EH I BLOCKED AND DELETED SOMEONE OFF MSN. NO WONDER I FELT SMTHG WEIRD HAHAA. THEN JUST NOW I TRIED ADDING HER BACK COS I VELLY BORED THEN I CANT REMEMBER THE EMAIL HAHAHAHA! SEE LAH! &lt;br /&gt;WHO ASK YOU MAKE SUCH A HARD EMAIL, NOW I CANNOT REMEMBER THEN CANNOT ADD YOU. TOO BAD LAH, YOUR FAULT. HAHAHAHAHA. okay i think im alr crazy baby, its so sad i can't remember her email awwww :D i don't wanna ask anyone for it too HAHAHAHAH im like some shithead please &gt;:) evil evil eme. im so boredddddddd valerie so boreddddd everyone so boreddddd, life is boring. even my dad says so HAHAHA and so cold okay bye.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo i just felt smthg weird ahaha and then i felt like rolling all around my bed like an egg. okay im so weird i know. oh i forgot to say the quote of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you are so F-Freaky!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA shufen is super cute. i bet she wanted to spit a vulgarity on me cos i ran away w/o her at the staircase there to purposely annoy her. wah i love annoying her man, countless of times i did that today. like i knew she hated new urban male, then i was like "OMG NEW URBAN MALE!" then i ran inside w/o caring abt her and she just walked off by herself HAHAHA goodness. oh and then she got so annoyed, she took her stupid big mobile ahma umbrella and poked me all over what the hell! NOW I GOT 2 SCRATCHES ON MY LEG! you f-freaky! HAHAHA omg, i laughed till i had a bad stomachache man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02800.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this photo looks so wrong and she's holding her stupid ahmaish umbrella ew. i feel so cold and my air con is off! tsk i feel so annoyed cos my computer internet is not repaired yet &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay everything aside, I AM LEARNING TO PUT AWAY MY HATRED/ANGER FOR A CERTAIN SOMEONE MUAHAHAHA i really destest her beyond detestment. speaking false things abt me EWWWWWWW GROOZZZZZZZZZZZZ okay shufen knows who HAHAHA SO UN-GREEE rarrrrrr, candice chai says i must learn to let go. OKAY I WILL GET GO OF MY ANGER FOR YOU AFTER I EARN 1 MILLION DOLLARS. COS SHUFEN SAID THAT SHE WILL PUNCH YOU UP FOR ME AND ASSASINATED YOU TILL YOU'RE NEAR DEATH IF I PAY HER ONE MILLION DOLLARS HAHAHAHAAHAHA which also means, never lah so whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i got birthday wishes so early from samuel, joshua and candice ho. THANK YOU DUDES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BYE I THINK IM HIGH HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115004926565666311?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115004926565666311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115004926565666311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115004926565666311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115004926565666311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-see-you-baby-shaking-that-ass.html' title='i see you baby, shaking that ass'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-115004644427497803</id><published>2006-06-12T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:20:44.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self</title><content type='html'>01) What is the phone brand? sony ericsson&lt;br /&gt;02) What are the last 3 digits of your mobile number? 318&lt;br /&gt;03) What does the 2nd message in your inbox say? Yeah im gonna miss you oh so much... lazy to type all hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;04) Who's the first person who comes up under the letter M? Maggi &lt;br /&gt;05) Who's the last person you rang? 100, for shufen's bbq pit HAHA&lt;br /&gt;06) Who was your last missed call from? shufen&lt;br /&gt;07) Who's the 2nd person who comes up under D? daniel&lt;br /&gt;08) What does the last message in your inbox say? "hello dearest :) i love you so much la haha. so much that i wish we could hug forever..." blah blah real sweet.&lt;br /&gt;09)Who comes up under J? jamie, janell, jasmine, jasmine, jaspreet, jean, jennypok, jeremy, jeslyn, jess, jessica, jialin, jiayan, jocelyn, joelle, joey, joeyee, johannes, john, jolyn, jolyn ng, jon, jonathan, joshua, joshua chan, joyce see, julia, junsiew, justina &lt;br /&gt;10) Go to your Sent Items - what does the 10th message say? "hahaha you get into the train we're in can?"&lt;br /&gt;11) Who's the 4th person who comes up under S? samuel oh&lt;br /&gt;12) Who's your network provider? m1&lt;br /&gt;13) How many messages are currently in your inbox? no idea&lt;br /&gt;14) What do you have as your background? me and dearest&lt;br /&gt;15) Who's the 2nd person who comes up under R? rachel chen&lt;br /&gt;16) Who do you have on speed dial 3? whats that&lt;br /&gt;17) If you're on Pay as you Go, how much credit do you have? huh&lt;br /&gt;18) Who's the first person who comes up under C? calista&lt;br /&gt;19) How many bars of signal do you currently have? its full&lt;br /&gt;20) What do you have as your main ringtone? some sony ericsson shit ring tone HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw today i got up and it rained so heavy. and some asshole called me at 0400AM (?!) and i think i was mubling incoherently saying like, i dont wanna talk to you for ten days, don't call me. then the next day when i woke up i took back my words cos i realised i wanted birthday present HAHAHA. so shufen came over and mummy fetched us to kembagan. trained down and walked to beach road in the rain. omg it was so messy and far and im number one complain queen! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopppppppp at beach road whoohoo. love that place, and had char kway teow again! shufen's damn adorable okay :) right then we headed down to suntec where she bought me a cookie for making me walk so much aw. then got more stuff from there, embarressed shufen and rushed all the way down to the airport. met up with valerie for dinner at fish and co. love the choc fudge cake &amp;hearts;, accompied shufen back and talked on the bus abt alot of random things and she said smthg that really made sense hmm. headed to vick's place, watched xmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down to the pool side with marisse and tanny. spassed arnd, swam and go and see tanny's blog. got stupid photo of me and vicko cos marrise and tanny threw chairs into the pool HAHAHA. vicko &amp; i (marisse &amp; tanny went off) headed back up and bathe everything, played spongebob chinese checkers, blah blah saw pictures online and everything. then midnight we took out vicko's cake HAHAHAHA. cut it, licked it and took photos, sang birthday song with rachel chng (who was on the phone) and everything. had a great time :) &lt;b&gt;happy birthday V15!&lt;/b&gt; tanny's T17, marisse's M16 and i'm E14goingon15! wah best our robo names. dad fetched me home after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah missed chngwoman aaaalot okay! so glad to hear her voice &amp; everything today :) candice ho and chai are leaving tmrw :( got a chance to catch them online just now thankfully. talk talk talk as usual and its a mistake to leave your house with the laptop on man. i came back to find 14 msn convos cocking up my whole com hahaha okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-115004644427497803?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/115004644427497803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=115004644427497803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115004644427497803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/115004644427497803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/note-to-self.html' title='note to self'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114996424644575906</id><published>2006-06-11T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T02:33:20.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when flying feels like falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;It's days like these, that make me feel,&lt;br /&gt;like I want to bleed through my heart again.&lt;br /&gt;It's days like these, that make me feel, &lt;br /&gt;like I might as well be on my own again.&lt;br /&gt;I take back everything I said, about loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've left me on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;I can fly away to someone new.&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend like I don't know you're untrue.&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to bring you&lt;br /&gt;(down)&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but good&lt;br /&gt;(intentions)&lt;br /&gt;I never meant to bring you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah emo emo baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02711.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's my most wonderful honey :) (WAHLAO EH WHY YOU LOOK SO SIAN LEH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02799.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's my most beautiful cousin, so much so that i wanna get a op and become a guy and MARRY HER HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss cherlene ong, kimberley kan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114996424644575906?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114996424644575906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114996424644575906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114996424644575906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114996424644575906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-flying-feels-like-falling.html' title='when flying feels like falling'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114995432195366451</id><published>2006-06-10T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T23:55:34.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this an illusion</title><content type='html'>hello im actually still alive, yes its been frantically busy the past few days but i still had time to roll around my bed/floor/living room complaining of boredom HAHAHA. uh i shall use photos to show you what i did yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02791.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02793.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes so seen came over and we spent time tgt awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02795.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02795.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02797.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pimple cream madness in the night when the cousins stayed over HAHA. we played fifa2006 all night long, watched final destination 1 &amp; 2 and ate ALOT plus we had ben and jerry's treat oh yummmmmyyyyyy :) love the cousins alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02702.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;oooh then there was clique outing where only candice and shufen went! haha but its okay i had aaaalot of fun with the two of them, really did. they're so cute and funny :) i made a huge commotion cos i didnt want to watch anything lame, so we all ended up watching the omen and those two were so ~~~~ diaooooo ~~~ HAHA. kept covering their eyes and ears &amp; everything, walked arnd alot, met alot of people then we went home :) and &lt;i&gt;DAMIEN'S SISTER&lt;/I&gt; haha candice and shufen knows whoooo, inside joke ;) she's so gross and scary man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today i went out with valerie, i can't upload more photos im so annoyed rar. shopping at beach road, got abby a little smthg which hopefully made her happy yay i really do miss her alot. then had a great tea/dinner/lunch, walked allooottt through really artistic shop houses that freaked me out and saw turkish smoking and everything. really cool had fun. met ry after that and headed for supper and watched soccer at a nearby coffeeshop, INDIAN ROJAK! oh yum then we headed to plmc and i think i created quite a din there =/ saw abby and tarrr-nia ooh yeah :) happy wappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that sums my week. plus tmrw shopping with shufen, AGAIN. im always gg out with her on sundays tsk but nvm she's so fun to be with! HAHA. and the past few nights been recieving msges from dearest and it pretty much made my night/days, i dont know. everything she says just makes me happy :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i'm going to throw the stick on national day"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"oh cool, i'll take photos of you!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i'm very scared i'll drop the mace (was it mace?), i'll just squat down and cry"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"its okay. i'll rush forward and hug you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"then i'll purposely drop the mace :)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rarrrr miss her sooooooo much. and rachel lim is so sweet, she talked to me online just now in m'sia!!! telling me abt stuffs and asking me how i was, saying that she still reads my blog even though shes overseas. ahhh i miss her tooooo. okay past few days has been pretty unstable emotionally and i think i did world great kindness! wah i was so happy i said, "&lt;i&gt;yes you can come lah&lt;/i&gt;", it actually saved someone's LIFE oh my god. so cool, so cool. i guess its impt to know when your friend is upset cos its crucial to be there for him/her cos you'd never know when she'd want to end her life haha. so im glad i was there, really was :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh i called evie just now and bitched and bitched. i was feel so freaking disgusted man! and so was evie HAHAHA. &lt;i&gt;i bet you don't even know how two face she is to say this type of thing abt you and yet smthg else in front of you eww.&lt;/i&gt; okay inner thoughts, my blog, my feelings x) im bored and need to pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The world isn't all about You."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn youuuu, that line pissed me off freaking bad. i never ever remembered putting myself before you, even if i did, it was rare. i always thought about you first, your feelings, if you were to get hurt or not. people told me to be less selfless and think about myself but NO, i was still there. i listened to things you had to say even if they made me unhappy and one night when i decided that i was really angry and needed someone to be there, i THOUGHT i could actually count on you but nooooo, you weren't there. instead, you made me more upset and angry than i already was and the worst part? YOU DID IT ON BLOODY PURPOSE. why? BECAUSE YOU WEREN'T IN A GOOD MOOD. if i knew that, i wouldn't even confide in you, i would rather keep it to myself and feel bad and not feel even worst. and just because you felt that you were in a bad mood, you sorta took it out on me and made ME feel worst. you're so bloody self centered yknw. i counted on you, i expected you to make me feel better, i expected you to be there. i was there for you, everytime you were upset, i heard things from your mouth that i didn't want to hear but still, i took it in and shut my mouth. god, it was ONE night and yet.. urg you couldn't even be there. yet you say that you'd always be there? jokes aside, my friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i feel better now :) bye world, i wish for world peace.&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;      "Every man is afraid of something. That's how you know he's in love with you; when he is afraid of losing you."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114995432195366451?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114995432195366451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114995432195366451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114995432195366451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114995432195366451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/is-this-illusion.html' title='is this an illusion'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114960516011039866</id><published>2006-06-06T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:33:15.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obsession</title><content type='html'>hello world hahaha today was awesome even though its like 060606 but nope, nthg weird happened. i slept at 7am last night man, but i wasn't alone. :D err so seen came over and i had alot of fun. haha playing worms with kang, fifa 2006 and everything. seating down and just eating and catching up was great cos i laughed soooo much :) love them, really. anw uh went for dinner with evie and edward at the land of the hearts and we decided to pay ah ma a visit :) filial grandchildren hahaha ended up playing two rounds of blindmice cos of kristie's whinings but i had fun. i hope you had a great time today kiddo, im sure you did -winks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe fern  "I'm neither Straight, Bisexual, nor Gay, I'm just SHAMELESS!" says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheer up have a coke cola&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(what in the world is COKE cola hahaha but thanks shufeeeennnnnn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/ef366f4d.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/ef366f4d.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vicky is very cool *twist!* :D &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i few pictures i got from kellie's place, its shit funny HAHAHA. people really have changed :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/kellie%27s%20zoo%20trip%2004%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/kellie%27s%20zoo%20trip%2004%20084.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/fun%20days%20at%20home%20059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/fun%20days%20at%20home%20059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"do you love me?"&lt;br /&gt;"yes i do."&lt;br /&gt;"are you lying?"&lt;br /&gt;"no im not."&lt;br /&gt;"are you lying about lying?"&lt;br /&gt;"go sleep emeline."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha so cute, bye bye &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114960516011039866?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114960516011039866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114960516011039866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114960516011039866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114960516011039866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/obsession.html' title='obsession'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114951563855607830</id><published>2006-06-05T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T23:01:17.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i said im sorry</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;so i ended up talking to kiddo, which after the conversation, i felt a whole lot better. even though its just her talking abt sun (HAHA) and i just listening, i really fell better :) so thank you kiddo. and its been so long since i last talking to nick and i am now yay :) &lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i feel very terrible right now. like a mixture of sorrys and i hate yous. i don't know, but im feeling very uh confused/upset/sick? its not a good feeling, it makes me wanna go sleep and forget about everything but i know i can't possibly do that cos its very selfish but i didn't really like being yelled at cos its i don't know.. scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like talking to anyone suddenly hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/yay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/yay.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114951563855607830?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114951563855607830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114951563855607830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114951563855607830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114951563855607830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-said-im-sorry.html' title='i said im sorry'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114949220062876881</id><published>2006-06-05T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T18:39:40.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you'll meet them there</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;i think its damn hard to not hate and not be angry. i think surpressing all my anger like this is gonna make me blow one day. i need more dosages of evie koh yi fei to cool me down hahaha. shucks im gonna see seen tmrw i think, im so excited! :) cool eme, coooooooooool :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02680.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/863324256223l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/863324256223l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg picture's perfect :) &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/f1d6437b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/f1d6437b.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and thank you kid for, everything (helping out &amp; being there) plus bubblegum! i know i look shit stupid there but the other photo of me and you's in my computer haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/f1c6285e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/f1c6285e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please come back safe from uk cos i alr miss you very much :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/f667b2fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/f667b2fe.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh joy&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"holding anger is a poison. it eats you from inside. we think hating is a weapon that attacts the person who harmed us. but hatred is a curved blade. and the harm we do, we do to ourselves"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:{&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114949220062876881?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114949220062876881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114949220062876881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114949220062876881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114949220062876881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/youll-meet-them-there_05.html' title='you&apos;ll meet them there'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114948880676896153</id><published>2006-06-05T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T14:51:54.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right on</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;WAH SEH I JUST READ RY'S BLOG AND HOW COULD I FORGET TO BLOG ABOUT THIS SHIT MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SEE, &lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW ME AND HER WERE ON DOUBLE BIKE RIGHT? THEN WE WERE BOTH CYCLING THE DOUBLE BIKE TGT TO 7-11 RIGHT? THEN AH, I WAS SINGING AND "YO!-ING" TO THE PASSERSBY LIKE AN IDIOT RIGHT, THEN WE WERE CYCLING QUITE FAST LEH. THEN AH, THAT WOMAN &lt;B&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/B&gt; ANY WARNING SUDDENLY &lt;B&gt;BRAKE&lt;/B&gt; LEH!!!! AND THEN AND THEN WAH LAO EH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE=3&gt;&lt;B&gt;I FLEW FOWARD!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt; AND HIT HER AND HURT MY LEG. THAT WOMAN IS LIKE THE BEST TORTURER EVER. I THINK WHOEVER MARRIES HER IS IN FOR SOME SHIT, WORST THEN THE ONE WHO MARRIES ME AND MY PALTABLE(?, LOL I DONT KNOW) LIPS HAHAHAHA. OKAY LIT TIME BYE.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANW I UPDATED PHOTO LINKS AT THE SIDE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello world, last night abi flabby came and it made me happy even though seeing her for such a short time cos i haven't seen her for soooo long goodness me :) abby tc on your trip to the cheena place okay, i will miss you muchies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uhh i forgot, i think i spent damn long uploading photos and blah blah blah then went to pick ry from the gate cos she was gonna sleepover. spent the night doing what we do best, got outta bed THREE TIMES cos first, she wanted to play worms (arnd 3plus am) then next, she wanted to show me smthg, (arnd 4 plus am) so we went to sleep arnd 5 only. but yea i had alot of fun :) thank you ry. i woke up this morning at 1343pm and she was gone alr hahaha. and now im online and im going to start doing my banquo's characteristics soooooonnnnn lol. my calf muscles hurt real bad so i doubt i can move abt much today :( and this stupid laptop hor, no no no err no err no oh yah no microsoft word! wahlao eh shit this thang lah haha. candice chai says i should upload more photos cos my blog is boring. BUT im lazy to hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114948880676896153?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114948880676896153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114948880676896153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114948880676896153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114948880676896153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/right-on.html' title='right on'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114942153356625302</id><published>2006-06-04T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:03:47.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2105659125"&gt;class outing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2105658768"&gt;days with evie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh i love :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello today was awesome cos i went to some stupid super croweded book fair and squeezed through alot of smelly crowds but i was with shufen :):) hahaha she's really nice company! makes me laugh alot and i embarrassed her alot and thanks for walking me all the way to the exit heh. got a nice book, looks like some thriller haha. anw i read the five people you'll meet in heaven book all the way home and i almost started crying a couple of times but i stop myself cos who the hell cries in a bus hahaha. then candice chai called so talk talk talk till now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts and i think paul twohill's singing rocks. not that anyone would read this anw hahaha and im still kinda sad the moonlight died rar :( i feel so angry at this certain someone &amp; though everyone asks me to forgive her but in your dreams, i'd never ever i swear. i think i practically HATE her alot and no, its not MANLY HAHAHA. shit man me and evie are the best :) okay byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114942153356625302?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114942153356625302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114942153356625302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114942153356625302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114942153356625302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-love.html' title='my love'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114935745536107331</id><published>2006-06-04T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T01:57:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy times</title><content type='html'>i miss seen more than anything :(&lt;br /&gt;okay actually only shanny and nick cos evie is right beside me, missing them a hell much as well aw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;moonlight dies&lt;/i&gt;; i miss youuuuuu. &lt;br /&gt;anw i password my blog and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN YOUR FACE! HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114935745536107331?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114935745536107331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114935745536107331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114935745536107331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114935745536107331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-times.html' title='happy times'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114935081369459889</id><published>2006-06-03T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:06:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oceans apart</title><content type='html'>14 of your favorite people, in no order hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 myself&lt;br /&gt;02 my father&lt;br /&gt;03 my mother&lt;br /&gt;04 my sister&lt;br /&gt;05 evie&lt;br /&gt;06 eve&lt;br /&gt;07 ry&lt;br /&gt;08 candice ho&lt;br /&gt;09 rachel chng&lt;br /&gt;10 candice chai&lt;br /&gt;11 rachel lim&lt;br /&gt;12 vicky&lt;br /&gt;13 abigail lim&lt;br /&gt;14 shufen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+) alot more but no space to write since they say 14 :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 of your favorite foods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 korean instant noodle&lt;br /&gt;02 twister fries, ah twinnnn&lt;br /&gt;03 ben and jerry's &lt;br /&gt;04 billy bombers's milkshake&lt;br /&gt;05 french toast and waffles&lt;br /&gt;06 97% fat free yami yogurt! &lt;br /&gt;07 tau gay and cabbage&lt;br /&gt;08 hand cooked food by lovely people&lt;br /&gt;09 the cookies i myself bake (okay fine, betty crocker's instant mix)&lt;br /&gt;10 plain crackers when playing spongebob&lt;br /&gt;11 swedish meatballzzzz&lt;br /&gt;12 eme and evie's jap curry (okay fine, ALSO instant mix)&lt;br /&gt;13 your boogers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 favorite restaurants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 billybombers!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;02 sushi teh&lt;br /&gt;03 the one with the choc fondue fountain free flow (oh, marina mandrine)&lt;br /&gt;04 macs&lt;br /&gt;05 pastamania &lt;br /&gt;06 coffee club&lt;br /&gt;07 cartel :)&lt;br /&gt;08 sizzler&lt;br /&gt;09 jack's place &lt;br /&gt;10 kenny rogers&lt;br /&gt;11 my kitchen&lt;br /&gt;12 the school's canteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 favorite memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 2B2, while sitting beside eve&lt;br /&gt;02 when the cousins played soup-dry noodles&lt;br /&gt;03 the grass patch times &lt;br /&gt;04 the CS times&lt;br /&gt;05 the chew family timessss :(&lt;br /&gt;06 theodore shorts dropping off when he's sleeping HAHA&lt;br /&gt;07 times with candice ho ry mary eve etc&lt;br /&gt;08 SEEN TIMES OMG&lt;br /&gt;09 suanning candice ho times (bang the head on the wall and door HAHAHAHA) &lt;br /&gt;10 NKF HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;11 twinnie outings sleepovers everything, i miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people who have changed your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 BILL GATES (he motivates me to be rich)&lt;br /&gt;02 nicholas kang &lt;br /&gt;03 evie &lt;br /&gt;04 shannon&lt;br /&gt;05 ruiyi&lt;br /&gt;06 candice ho&lt;br /&gt;07 my mother &lt;br /&gt;08 ernest wong &lt;br /&gt;09 L &lt;br /&gt;10 maryanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 things you dream of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 yOu__* ^^ (okay im kidding)&lt;br /&gt;02 i dream of having a dream&lt;br /&gt;03 to be rich and sexy hot smart pretty gorgeous&lt;br /&gt;04 to be part of tAtU (HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;05 i don't really dream of anything so we skip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 of your obsessions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 blogging&lt;br /&gt;02 smsing&lt;br /&gt;03 GOSSIPING&lt;br /&gt;04 shopping&lt;br /&gt;05 spassing&lt;br /&gt;06 music&lt;br /&gt;07 obsess about obsessing&lt;br /&gt;08 i don't know, eating i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 beautiful people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 jessica alba&lt;br /&gt;02 nicole from PCD&lt;br /&gt;03 okay lah everyone's beautiful (im boosting yr self esteem)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 people you hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 i think half the world alr knows&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i dont hate hor, i dislike :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of your favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 movies dvds cds!&lt;br /&gt;02 earrings&lt;br /&gt;03 FOOD!&lt;br /&gt;04 my diary which ended like 3 million years ago&lt;br /&gt;05 my bed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 things that scare you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 movies you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 final destination 2 &amp; 3, im gg to watch part 1 after this&lt;br /&gt;02 x men, the last stand&lt;br /&gt;03 mean girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 books you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 p.s i love you&lt;br /&gt;02 my best friend's girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 person you trust with your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 my mom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for movie, g'night and evie's psychoing me to think that - doesn't love me anw! SAD LAH HOR, moon light haven't die so means she still does :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114935081369459889?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114935081369459889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114935081369459889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114935081369459889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114935081369459889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/oceans-apart.html' title='oceans apart'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114933387627366567</id><published>2006-06-03T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T19:24:36.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spongebob squareheads</title><content type='html'>yelloh im bored and my stomach hurtz murtz furtz durtz murhaha. okay i have to go play spongebob game after this post and evie is beside me (AGAIN) watching me blog mog dog sog hog. okay err so i went to town and i drank MILKshake, then ate YAMI YOGURT (WHICH HAS MILK), and then i drank MILKtea and now my stomach feels weird and my throat hurts like an ass :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked like damn alot until we almost died seriously. like final destination, "you can't cheat death" moohahahaHAHAhahaHAHA. and then we walked somemore, sweat somemore, died somemore and walked somemore again till we got home and i saw yunzhen :D haha okay i shall go play spongebob game bye &amp;hearts; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"you can't cheat death"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;evie felt tremors on the floor (omg TSUNAMI!!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biggest miss of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;EVE&lt;/font&gt; :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PREMONITION!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114933387627366567?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114933387627366567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114933387627366567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114933387627366567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114933387627366567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/spongebob-squareheads.html' title='spongebob squareheads'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114926795469378142</id><published>2006-06-03T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T22:07:59.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love, i see forever in your eyes</title><content type='html'>am listening to was it something i didn't say by 98 degrees, its a nice song :) thanks su for showing me the music vid! hahah anw im back from class outing &amp; vicko's place. class outing was fun cos i saw alot of lovely people and spent time with them laughing eating talking taking photos. i love eve alot alot alot alot seriously do. been like 387287234 years since i saw her and that few hours made me happy :) shes one of these rare people in my life who can really make me happy w/o even doing really much anything. my fight with her over me eating the uncook chicken made me laugh alot haha. okay i really miss her lah :( photos will be uploaded soon heh ry's dad sent me to vick's place. i got some stomach shit there and ate 3 different pills lol. ive got alot alot of gas in my stomach :( the moment i stepped into vicko's room, she started laughing at my shirt hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home smelling like bbq, talking to evie abt everything again uh she's like HERE! SHE JUST CABBED HERE HAHA SHIT I BETTER GO AND WEAR SHORTS MAN RAR. &lt;br /&gt;okay im back and evie's here haha. err i shall go do some quiz vicko asked me to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven random facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01 i like to eat but i still think im fat haha&lt;br /&gt;02 evie is beside me watching me type this&lt;br /&gt;03 i like to sleep with rubber mats&lt;br /&gt;04 sometimes i think i'm a robot&lt;br /&gt;05 uh i like to dream&lt;br /&gt;06 freakydreams.com is stupid&lt;br /&gt;07 eve is very pretty i wanna kiss her HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven celebrity crushes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julian morris (omg hawt)&lt;br /&gt;angel from x men (dont knw his name)&lt;br /&gt;katherine moerring (dont know how to spell properly, lazy to search)&lt;br /&gt;paris hilton&lt;br /&gt;jessica aba (omgzxzxz)&lt;br /&gt;paul twohill! :D&lt;br /&gt;my dad &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven qualities I want in a potential boyfriend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every guy every girl would want :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that scare me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death (of anyone i love)&lt;br /&gt;worms&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;heat&lt;br /&gt;disappointing the ones i love&lt;br /&gt;err i don't know alr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I like/love most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanging out with lovely people&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring :)&lt;br /&gt;my electronics haha&lt;br /&gt;travelling&lt;br /&gt;shopping&lt;br /&gt;spassing arnd&lt;br /&gt;laughing, being happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things I plan to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn a gay (guy) on&lt;br /&gt;travel the world&lt;br /&gt;make a million bucks&lt;br /&gt;complete spongebob game, gold audition&lt;br /&gt;do charity :D&lt;br /&gt;make my parents truly happy&lt;br /&gt;make everyone who is reading this happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven random songs at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here without you -paul twohill's version&lt;br /&gt;buttons -pussycat dolls&lt;br /&gt;our song -m2m&lt;br /&gt;beautiful goodbye -nick lachey&lt;br /&gt;gone -nsync&lt;br /&gt;say goodbye -sclub7&lt;br /&gt;"the song evie's singing right now" -nsync&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people I want to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father&lt;br /&gt;my mother&lt;br /&gt;my grandfather&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother&lt;br /&gt;my cat&lt;br /&gt;my dog&lt;br /&gt;my toilet bowl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114926795469378142?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114926795469378142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114926795469378142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114926795469378142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114926795469378142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/love-i-see-forever-in-your-eyes.html' title='love, i see forever in your eyes'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114922701534588895</id><published>2006-06-02T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T13:43:35.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my angel in disguise</title><content type='html'>hello i woke up this morning with a swollen eye. okay its not that visible but it feels weak and swollen haha but i can see! :D but nooooo contacts rar. anw class outing later on, im gg later i don't care. i'll wear shades or smth and contacts in ONE eye hahaha. so last night, my mom drove me to thompson medical hospital and blah blah blah it was so freaking expanseeve!!! wahlao and the doctor got a shock when he saw me then he started laughing, what a freak. said it was a severe case of allergy but i'll be okay yayeeee. and then evie called and hung up in 5 mins cos she said she was gg to vomit, everyone is so sick haha and ry's back :) aiya life is a bore, ry is sleeping. okie byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114922701534588895?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114922701534588895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114922701534588895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114922701534588895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114922701534588895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-angel-in-disguise.html' title='my angel &lt;s&gt;in disguise&lt;/s&gt;'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114917659343307142</id><published>2006-06-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:43:13.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>queens</title><content type='html'>i think that,&lt;br /&gt;i am going to,&lt;br /&gt;DIE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate stupid stray dogs who stuff their noses into my eyeBALLLLLLL and cause me to almost go blind and have rabies. so currently, i am dying. shufen thinks i shld get an injection from spca -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw xmen was a good show.&lt;br /&gt;quote of the day:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;i can feel my crotch vibrating&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHA okay not funny bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114917659343307142?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114917659343307142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114917659343307142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114917659343307142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114917659343307142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/queens.html' title='queens'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114914746719592867</id><published>2006-06-01T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T17:46:25.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is how it goeswell i would have never known</title><content type='html'>(edit, again)&lt;br /&gt;OMG I JUST REALISED THAT THE OMEN MOVIE THAT THEY ARE SHOWING ON 6TH JUNE 2006, WAS THE ONE I WATCHED IN EVIE'S HOUSE YESTERDAY!!!!! OH MY GOODNESS YOU CAN JUST GO VIDEO EZY AND GET IT FOR 5 DOLLARS MAN -_-&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;im back from the land of the hearts! (heartland) okay whatever, i know haha. so i went grocery shopping w a lovely person (someone i never expected myself to go) anw we were both freezing like shit, carrying waffles and jap noodles and radishes :) hahah i bought edward's deodrant hehehe and it smells really really good! its been long since i last went grocery shopping, really long, really really long, really really really long, really really really really long.. okay enough lol. and im home and im gg dancing/workout w her! hahah wah fun :D perhaps spongebob game after that yaye. x men tonight i hope :) im in the living room (THE INTERNET IN MY COMPUTER SPOIL GRR) so im using ultra slow lappie and the fruit bowl is in front of me, the smell of mango is killing me. i wish i was in badminton so i'll be having camp now haw haw. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus&lt;br /&gt;In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?&lt;br /&gt;(Let's pick up, pick up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part&lt;br /&gt;Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.&lt;br /&gt;Now let's not get selfish&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello world, i am bored because shufen was too lazy to go to the gym last minute haha. but i was asleep anw so yeah. that woman called me at 1030am and screamed for me to wake up please. i almost died lol. and now talking to rachel lim online is my only source of entertainment (I AM SOOOOO BORED) i got outta bed at 1500pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and rachel are now gossiping and she misses me aw. wahlao we gossip damn alot man tsk, i am so bored really really really am. and she's going to sleep soon wahlao. omg i didn't know what rachel lim was so vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA wah best. shes going to sleep now and im dying of boredom and i wasted two hours of my sleep time ytd arguing. wahlao eh hahaha. okay bye bye i shall go bathe and find smthg to do with someone &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you run away now,&lt;br /&gt;Will you come back around?&lt;br /&gt;And if you ran away,&lt;br /&gt;I'd still wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Watching you shine bright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114914746719592867?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114914746719592867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114914746719592867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114914746719592867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114914746719592867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-this-is-how-it-goeswell-i-would.html' title='so this is how it goes&lt;br&gt;well i would have never known'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114909575895269744</id><published>2006-06-01T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:41:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know you didn't mean it</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh shit shit shit i forgot to add that i bought smiley face stickers today and they are really really cute! im gonna stick them on everyone i see (and love) and aw shufen's gonna get full blast from me tmrw. the stickers are damn cute, trust me! okay photos of me and evie's night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02452.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02446.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02445.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest stupidly cannot upload so i give up. i will upload video tmrw or smth HAHA. shitz i miss evie alr :(&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just went to carolyn dali's blog and HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA her tagboard is #$@%$^$#&amp;%$. rachel lim is the best man, she cracks me up lol. anw speaking of boobsy! you asked me out today but we both never did made it in the end so whens the next time huh :) ive missed you leh wahlao hahaha. pray that eme gets up tmrw or shufen would have to travel to seletar alone lol (that would be funny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw my room is very noisy and i like edward's deodrant :) its very nice and it reminds me of a certain friend haha. ry's at camp and i feel so bored w/o her yknw anw its the 1st of june ytd so, &lt;font size=3&gt;HAPPY POMT DAY!&lt;/FONT&gt; :D i hope to spend 1st july/ midnight of 060606 with you hokay cos i dont wanna be scared to death. or i'll have to spend it with candice chai and she'll prolly force us to sleep at 10pm to avoid getting scared HAHA. and eh i stink man ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I dare you to forget&lt;br /&gt;the marks you left across my neck&lt;br /&gt;from those nights when we were both found at our best&lt;br /&gt;now I could make this obvious and you, &lt;br /&gt;you could deny me &lt;br /&gt;all in one breath&lt;br /&gt;you could shrug me off your shoulders&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting song aint it haha. taking back sunday :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114909575895269744?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114909575895269744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114909575895269744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114909575895269744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114909575895269744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-know-you-didnt-mean-it.html' title='i know you didn&apos;t mean it'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114908544717056855</id><published>2006-05-31T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T00:27:57.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my god, pretty boy</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;HAPPY 17TH JOSHUA, FBF!&lt;/FONT&gt; :D im so sorry im 22mins late but hey, at least i bothered to call you right? hahaha okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello world, again. life. is. boring. and i hope you'll be okay chng! im trying my best to help you.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello world you've never been a better place im so bored man haha. came home not too long ago from dinner/walking around/sitting on the swing with candice chai :) hanging out with her was lovely as usual mm. the afternoon was spent watching horrors (re: the omen, cry_wolf) they were really interesting movie and cry_wolf is really good. i liked the twist :) last night was a blast, seriously. we went to bed like, super exhasuted and yea slept half the day away. and omg i dreamt of so many people and omg i felt FEAR when i saw a certain someone HAHAHAHA. and evie dreamt that - frenched her to shut her up and then they both cried lol. it was freaking funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to tiong bahru plaza for dinner and we ordered so much food we almost died of fullness. edward ordered TWO FREAKING BOWLS of rice please haha, we had to drink coke to make ourself hungrier. so right now im on the coach with goal playing on the tv rar. my laptop is full of virus lol, it keeps cleaning itself ew. i feel so bored &amp; CHNG please let me meet up with you one more time before you fly to uk! please please pleaseeeeeeee, i hope you read this =/ i feel thirsty and very unappreciative. im supposed to gym/swim/slide tmrw with shufen but i think i'll be too lazy to in the end ahaha. i think i shall go find smth to drink bye &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114908544717056855?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114908544717056855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114908544717056855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114908544717056855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114908544717056855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-my-god-pretty-boy.html' title='oh my god, pretty boy'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114900840461033458</id><published>2006-05-31T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T01:55:02.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>curry curry japanese curry</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 0148am and all of us just bathed. the house is still in a mess and only edward bothers to clear haha. shitz im sucha horrible guest. cleaning up was terrible cos there was body lotion/egg/water/beer/oil on the floor eww. we're too lazy to continue and im freaking sleepy. i didn't sleep ytd AT ALL, only took a nap from 12pm-2pm damn tiring manz cos i sent breakfast to yap ry :) hahah i shall go watch a movie and sleep and dory is the best man. &lt;b&gt;ptl&lt;/b&gt;, part time losers. ptl, pungsai touch longkang HAHAHA. suckerz ;) byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello so im over at evie's now with an extremely sensitive mouse that moves oh so easily haha. she's extorting some impt information from her brother using tortue methods: slapping. omg my hand pain from slapping alr lol. and when everyone was squishing and squashing at vaunt@mos, me and evie were at home, COOKING JAPANSESE CURRY AND RICE HAHAHA. well it tasted awesome (okay i just came back cos evie was just screaming and yelling cos edward was going mad hahaha we got new instruments of torture!!! HAHAHAHAHAH OMG OMG OMG SPASM I JUST CAME BACK DIRTY WET AND SLIMY. WE HAD WAR, TRYING TO SNATCH EDWARD'S PHONE. THERE'S LIKE BODY LOTION ON HIS BODY + BEER + WATER + EGG!! HAHAHA EW MY LEGS ARE FULL OF THOSE. EVIE SLIPPED ON THE EGG/LOTION/WATER/BEER WHICH IS ALL OVER THE FLOOR AND FELL DOWN HAHA ME AND EDWARD LAUGHING SPASM OMG OMG ITS DAMN FUNNY AND THE HOUSE IS LIKE PIG STY RIGHT NOW YEEHAAAAA. snatching one phone is so difficult, we were practically sliding arnd the house. haha i will blog later on, must clear and see whats in edward's phone first :) omg damn fun i love sleepovers w/o parents -smirks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114900840461033458?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114900840461033458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114900840461033458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114900840461033458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114900840461033458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/curry-curry-japanese-curry.html' title='curry curry japanese curry'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114894972229576675</id><published>2006-05-30T08:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T08:42:02.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pop princess, hold my hand</title><content type='html'>WAH LAU EH OH MY GOD AH HEE HEE. &lt;br /&gt;ALL THE REASONS WORTH LIVIN' FOR:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://karened.diaryland.com/images/oliver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114894972229576675?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114894972229576675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114894972229576675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114894972229576675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114894972229576675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/pop-princess-hold-my-hand.html' title='pop princess, hold my hand'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114893818524238622</id><published>2006-05-30T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T05:34:16.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever</title><content type='html'>(edit)&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAO I JUST READ THE PROGRAM GUIDE AND I FOUND OUT THAT CARTOONS ONLY START AT 0900HRS?! WHAT AM I GONNA DO FROM NOW TILL THEN?! crazy tv, i shall wait for my maid to wake up then probably just watch some vcds and eat scrambled eggs and wash my face haha. bye world i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good morning world im having a stomach ache gee. i wanna try not sleeping tonight haha its alr 0524am anw, and ive got nothing better to do (except maths tuition omg) maybe i'll go see ry jog at 0800am lol. i read old blog posts just now, actually i prefer the past though nthg's really changed but yeah, i prefer the past :) but like what's been said, the past is the past and ooh im don't really feel extremely hungry. im waiting for the sun to rise leh haha. im going to watch cartoons later on tv till ry goes jogging so i should go find out whats on tv like now cos i dont wanna watch zao an, ni hao. i swear its the worst show ever haha im damn hungry! byebye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114893818524238622?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114893818524238622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114893818524238622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114893818524238622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114893818524238622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/have-you-ever.html' title='have you ever'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114891948108423842</id><published>2006-05-30T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:18:01.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faith as small as a mustard seed</title><content type='html'>hello i think anyone who breaks my trust, that's it man. im gonna hate/destest/not talk to you forever. i think i made that pretty clear to a certain someone just now cos i sounded damn angry haha. i swear, i get very serious when it comes to my trust cos i rarely trust people wholeheartedly and im trusting you with this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANW, angst aside. i had a great time in town today with my loveliest queef, shopping :) got very nice shorts, 2 tops, pretty undies :D and huge flowerly earrings HAHAHA they look really gay i tell you. i like going out with rachel cos she's one i really can rant abt alot of shit other than evie and candice chai (wah her ego growing siah) but i know that there are others that will still be there for me and i thank you :) dad fetched us home thankfully and eve i miss you!!! i think shufen is the funniest and miss liang doesn't want to unblock me grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe fern  "I'm neither Straight, Bisexual, nor Gay, I'm just SHAMELESS !" says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe emotional outburst&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar, suckerz says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha yah maybe omg.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar, suckerz says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so scary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar, suckerz says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im scared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar, suckerz says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;protect me shufen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe fern  "I'm neither Straight, Bisexual, nor Gay, I'm just SHAMELESS !" says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she's your sister&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe fern  "I'm neither Straight, Bisexual, nor Gay, I'm just SHAMELESS !" says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so it should be fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe fern  "I'm neither Straight, Bisexual, nor Gay, I'm just SHAMELESS !" says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even if she kills you, she will forgive herself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar, suckerz says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA but i dont wanna die shufen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar, suckerz says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not gonna be fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar, suckerz says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she banged my door and cupboard yknw!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe fern  "I'm neither Straight, Bisexual, nor Gay, I'm just SHAMELESS !" says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe fern  "I'm neither Straight, Bisexual, nor Gay, I'm just SHAMELESS !" says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for what&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar rar, suckerz says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cos she was really angry with me haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoe fern  "I'm neither Straight, Bisexual, nor Gay, I'm just SHAMELESS !" says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will pray for you when i do my quiet time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she really makes me laugh with the silly things she says :) haha valerie is stressed! CHILLLLLLLLLLLLLLL -fans. i don't know what to blog anymore lol. oh i was talking to my dad abt things on the way home from rachel's place, abt lesbianism gays maturity blah. my dad's quite interesting actually hahaha. &lt;b&gt;i love happy people&lt;/b&gt;, everyone loves happy people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I was her and I wish that she was me&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let her go, and I know that you agree&lt;br /&gt;'Cause how could this ever start?&lt;br /&gt;If you're afraid to break her heart?&lt;br /&gt;You say you love me so&lt;br /&gt;You have to let her know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above, is a very cute song. ive got smth to say but ah heck it cos i know it'll just get someone angry with me. thats what i hate, people get angry from you being honest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114891948108423842?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114891948108423842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114891948108423842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114891948108423842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114891948108423842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/faith-as-small-as-mustard-seed.html' title='faith as small as a mustard seed'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114889325886775519</id><published>2006-05-29T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:00:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you die, when you live like we do</title><content type='html'>hello today is extremely boring, i woke up at 2pm and watching you got served. their dancing is awesome i tell you and then uh i did my a maths homework and that's all hahaha. life is so boring we should all just die die die rachel chng can you stop being away cos i wanna talk to you and ask you if you're free to go town with me hahaha. omg im talking to luke online and its been almost half a year since i last spoke to him lah okay lol. anw i shall do bloody boring quizzes since im so bloody bored rar. my sister's laughter is effing irritating cos shes beside me and we're using laptops on the dining table, maybe i shld just go use the computer in my room to escape her bloodass laughter grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - Available: nope&lt;br /&gt;A - Age: 15&lt;br /&gt;A - Annoyance: im too bored to be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Best Friend: everyone is my best friend except junior HAHA im kidding&lt;br /&gt;B - Band: err all american rejects  &lt;br /&gt;B - Birthday: june 16, 91 (its coming)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Crush: i have a crush on you&lt;br /&gt;C - Country: singapore&lt;br /&gt;C - Cat: alle :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Dead Pet's Name: i forgot, so many keeps dying in my house&lt;br /&gt;D - Dad's Name: vincent&lt;br /&gt;D - Dogs: noonoo and chicken backside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person to talk to: everyone is easy to talk to yaye.&lt;br /&gt;E - Eggs: i love green eggz and ham&lt;br /&gt;E - Email: vindicatedd_@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite color: purple &amp; hot pink and yellow mello cello&lt;br /&gt;F - Food: i love 'em all ;)&lt;br /&gt;F - Foreign Language: HAHAHA eniliur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy Bears or Worms: gummy bears&lt;br /&gt;G - God: loves me and you :)&lt;br /&gt;G - Good Times: with mah homies ah heh heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - Hair Color: white&lt;br /&gt;H - Height: 165&lt;br /&gt;H - Happy: yup but velly bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Ice Cream: mint &lt;br /&gt;I - Instrument: piano&lt;br /&gt;I - Idol: myself leh, how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - Jewelry: none&lt;br /&gt;J - Job: I NEED ONE&lt;br /&gt;J - Jokes: hur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids: i love that little boy in the train ytd&lt;br /&gt;K - Karate: huh&lt;br /&gt;K - Kung Fu: hur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Love or lust: both&lt;br /&gt;L - Longest Car ride: i dunno, to m'sia&lt;br /&gt;L - Lipstick or Chapstick: none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Milk Flavor: strawberry and banana&lt;br /&gt;M - Mother's Name: gan lay cheng HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;M - Movie Last Watched: err i forgot, im ancient i swear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - Number of Siblings: 1&lt;br /&gt;N - Name of Siblings: shitface&lt;br /&gt;N - Name: emolino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - One Wish: i dont know, WORLD PEACE -smirks&lt;br /&gt;O - One Phobia: clowns and worms&lt;br /&gt;O - Otter Pop: uh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Parents, are they married or divorced: married&lt;br /&gt;P - Part of your appearance you like best: my flat chest haha im kidding&lt;br /&gt;P - Part of your Personality you like best: optimistic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Quick or Slow?: quick&lt;br /&gt;Q - Queer or Straight?: huh? &lt;br /&gt;Q - Queen or King?: princess O:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to smile: alot hor like, the sun moon stars rainbows and sunshine&lt;br /&gt;R - Reality TV Show: ANTM! oh what happened to it&lt;br /&gt;R - Right or Left: righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Song Last Heard: how i go -yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;S - Series: haha&lt;br /&gt;S - Sex: yes i want! okay im kidding, female lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you woke up: 1342pm&lt;br /&gt;T - Time Now: 1655pm&lt;br /&gt;T - Time for bed: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown: huh&lt;br /&gt;U - Unicorns: i like&lt;br /&gt;U - U are: fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetable you love: cabbage&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you hate: alot leh&lt;br /&gt;V - View on Politics: i dont know anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst Habit: eat too much&lt;br /&gt;W - What's up: nthg, no life&lt;br /&gt;W - Wijadija: i dont know what the hell is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-Rays: no they're freaking expanseeve&lt;br /&gt;X - X-Rated: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - You have something to say?: IM REALLY BLOODY BORED&lt;br /&gt;Y - Year it is now: 2006&lt;br /&gt;Y - Yellow: sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zoo Animal: hippo giraffes&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac: gemini&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zoolander: is that the biscuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RACHEL CHNG STOP BEING SO LAZY HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114889325886775519?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114889325886775519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114889325886775519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114889325886775519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114889325886775519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-you-die-when-you-live-like-we-do.html' title='when you die, when you live like we do'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114884423848727088</id><published>2006-05-29T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T03:23:58.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>think it over</title><content type='html'>fill in names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. evie&lt;br /&gt;02. ruiyi&lt;br /&gt;03. eve&lt;br /&gt;04. candice ho&lt;br /&gt;05. shufen&lt;br /&gt;06. valerie&lt;br /&gt;07. candice chai&lt;br /&gt;08. rachel lim&lt;br /&gt;09. rachel chng&lt;br /&gt;10. louisa&lt;br /&gt;11. suee&lt;br /&gt;12. mingwei&lt;br /&gt;13. abigail lim&lt;br /&gt;14. maryanne&lt;br /&gt;15. lizard&lt;br /&gt;16. vicky&lt;br /&gt;17. bird&lt;br /&gt;18. shannon&lt;br /&gt;19. nick&lt;br /&gt;20. kim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer the questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How has 1 affected your life?&lt;br /&gt;she's always been there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why is 20 one of the 20 names?&lt;br /&gt;i miss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Has 3 changed alot over the years you know him/her?&lt;br /&gt;yes, of course. i love her er-lot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. 3 words to describe 17.&lt;br /&gt;aneroxic, tan, jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you like about 7? &lt;br /&gt;shes so retarded yknw, my mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How did you know 12?&lt;br /&gt;church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you trust 2?&lt;br /&gt;mmhm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hows working with 19 like? &lt;br /&gt;never did, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How close are you and 4?&lt;br /&gt;we're close, shes my honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What has brought you and 18 together? &lt;br /&gt;evie, thank you for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Describe life without 5.&lt;br /&gt;haha i got no one to slide in seletar country club swimming pool with haha and no one with diss finnie fiang with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. In what way do you not like 16?&lt;br /&gt;i like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you love 6?&lt;br /&gt;she's very funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Whats 15's favourite? &lt;br /&gt;me :) + her iPod and handphone, and shoes, and hair (shes reading to me on the phone now lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you like about 8?&lt;br /&gt;she's so full of shit and she makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Give words that comes to mind when 14 is mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;her awesome smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Give lines that comes to mind when 9 is mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Whats 13's favourite?&lt;br /&gt;she likes strawBARRYS, okay im kidding babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What was the first impression of 11?&lt;br /&gt;she was really cute and she became my eyecandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is 10 straight?&lt;br /&gt;OH NO SHE'S NOT HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its 0320hrs and im bored lah bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114884423848727088?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114884423848727088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114884423848727088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114884423848727088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114884423848727088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/think-it-over.html' title='think it over'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114883899490889521</id><published>2006-05-29T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T01:56:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for one more chance, for one last dance</title><content type='html'>YOU KNOW ITS BEEN ALMOST 2 AND A HALF YEARS AND YOU STILL ARE AS BEAUTIFUL AS EVER, TO ME. I MISS YOU LIKE CRAZY DO YOU KNOW THAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114883899490889521?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114883899490889521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114883899490889521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114883899490889521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114883899490889521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/for-one-more-chance-for-one-last-dance.html' title='for one more chance, for one last dance'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114883559791799981</id><published>2006-05-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T00:59:57.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say goodbye</title><content type='html'>hello im happy so shut up and don't ruin my mood grr. today i went out with ry and omg, okay i'll let the pictures do the talking. we're such a walking joke book i tell you hehehe and i absolutely adore picture 71 :) its so cute hahaha. i had tuition anw and roy says i need one to one tuition (yes im stewpid) and er i don't like a maths at all. i had alot of fun in town, happy early pomt day yap ry, i had a crazy time speaking 4 languages (british english, japanese, chinese and rubbish language) hahaha. home slack tuition home, watched red eye with the family and OMG TENSION PARTY HAHAHA my mom kept screaming i tell you tsk. and so here i am :) photos of today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2105914968&amp;idx=0"&gt;http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2105914968&amp;idx=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;food for thought :)&lt;br /&gt;"its time to get your finger off the on button and press 'off'"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114883559791799981?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114883559791799981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114883559791799981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114883559791799981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114883559791799981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/say-goodbye.html' title='say goodbye'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114881340271975598</id><published>2006-05-28T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T18:50:02.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT'S WRONG WITH LESBIANISM!?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114881340271975598?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114881340271975598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114881340271975598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114881340271975598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114881340271975598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/whats-wrong-with-lesbianism.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114879280584191777</id><published>2006-05-28T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T13:06:45.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont call me, dont write</title><content type='html'>hello worldy world who is in trouble now because java had an earthquake, hongkong had pollution and thailand had flood oh my my. i hope that everything will be okay soon :) i think its good that singapore has established good r/s with other countries, in case next time we gg to &lt;i&gt;pecah&lt;/i&gt;, we'll be saved hehehe. okay drastically bored and i just ate prata and am so full. so i went to bed at 0600am last night lol. i feel like shitting now omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was reading my past emails just now and i chanced upon smthg that haha sparked a memory, ooh interesting. and i came across emails from ten million years ago when cherlene was in china, geraldine and i were stranded in s'pore and the other campers were away away and so many others lol. anw i think that teens nowadays are never satisfied, and that includes myself (DUH) cause cause cause right, no matter what you do for them, get for them, they are never satisfied. they'd just want more or smthg even better aiya we're all so materialistic and superficial. we should all just die die die moohaha. yknw im plain bored and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=2&gt;WHO WANTS BIRD AND DORALYNN'S 2 MOS TICKETS?!&lt;/font&gt; :D haha cos that tweet tweet gg to malay country then cannot go for mos tsk tsk, then that fish i dunno why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall go do smthg interesting like, shitting maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;food for thought,&lt;br /&gt;"i wish i knew when to quit you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114879280584191777?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114879280584191777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114879280584191777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114879280584191777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114879280584191777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/dont-call-me-dont-write_28.html' title='dont call me, dont write'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114874460273693560</id><published>2006-05-27T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:50:45.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel from above</title><content type='html'>Hello mello the first thing I knew when I came online was that Valerie lost her wallet and some sweet stranger guy protected her when she fell down hahaha. Pretty interesting huh. Anw i went to church today and it was rather weird. Ben chew's expression when he saw me and Evie was priceless i tell you. Alot of people were so shocked to see us lol. Aiya i didn't see my eyecandy, but he saw me! :D He asked Theodore if that was actually me and Evie cos he saw us from afar but omg, i saw his back HAHAHA. Its been long, really. Walked out with Mingwei and Theodore and had a nice time talking rubbish. Theodore's brother is plain adorable :) Really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Evie decided to head to town after 46473985743 years, its been so long since I saw that place okay. Sang alot, talked alot as usual. It was good catching up and she's gonna take the initiative to do smthg that she's never done before haha. Go babe! :) Had pastamania for dinner yum and yes, we talked alot over dinner. Even touched on the topic of her leaving :( Aww shit i think I'll just die w/o her seriously. Anw on the brighter side, i'll be sleeping over her place arnd twice this week and she's spending the next whole week at my place :):) omg I can't wait haha. Home at arnd 10 plus and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg i just did smthg I never expected myself to do =/ And i guess it was a fit of anger, and ah i feel so bad alr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realised that after you're gone, no one else will be able to understand me the way you do rar. Okay getting emo byebye. (Please, don't leave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna miss what we had &lt;br /&gt;And even though it's killing me &lt;br /&gt;I gotta accept things the way that they are &lt;br /&gt;And not the way that I wish they would be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114874460273693560?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114874460273693560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114874460273693560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114874460273693560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114874460273693560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/angel-from-above.html' title='Angel from above'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114870996956872306</id><published>2006-05-27T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T14:06:09.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size= 3&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUXUAN!&lt;/FONT&gt; :D You dirty girl hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Anw I'm so bored. My little brother is playing Fifa 2006 on the xbox behind me lol. I can't freaking find the spongebob game yknw!!!!!! Ah i'm going to meet Evie soon and we're gg to church for like the first time in 3 months i think omg. I'm hungry. Ytd met Shufen at the bus stop and haha it was so funny. She was so paranoid abt taking the 62 bus. Then borrowed movies at Video Ezy and ran for the 80 bus like some mad woman. Slacked at Shufen's place on the couch eating chips for like 2 hours watching a bimbo movie haha. I felt like a pig, seriously. Headed to Vicko's house after that. Watched L word with her Su L and T. And then I walked home. And then I slept. And then I'm here. And then I'm bored. Hahaha okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114870996956872306?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114870996956872306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114870996956872306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114870996956872306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114870996956872306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-birthday-yuxuan-d-you-dirty-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114863882957366473</id><published>2006-05-26T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T18:21:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bite Back</title><content type='html'>Am talking to evie now hahaha. She's walking home from Queensway (which is a 45min walk). Anw the parent-teacher meeting was horrible, all the teachers said the same old thing. ALL LEH LITERALLY ALL, I could see my dad boiling with anger. So I was distracting, short attention span, bright but lazy, never maximize my potential. Oh but my Chinese teacher said I was adorable. -Beams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dragged outta bed this morning by Candice cos I didn't want to wake up. So we played spongebob game all the way haha. Evie's so whiny and her parents are going overseas haha. Par-tay at her place! YAYYYYY! Anw I need to go meet Shufen now so bye bye. I will blog on my ugly template later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114863882957366473?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114863882957366473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114863882957366473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114863882957366473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114863882957366473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/bite-back.html' title='Bite Back'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114857360930035978</id><published>2006-05-26T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T00:13:29.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world Candice is self massaging on my bed. HAHAHA. Okay actually she's using some massage machine and she keeps giggling omg she's so gay. We watched Like Mike 2 just now and it was okay lah, (Candice looks so damn silly and she keeps whining), so Ho Ming Zhen is sleeping over AGAIN. I wanna play spongebob game! &lt;br /&gt;School was damn shitz today cos I was really tired and my ulcer was killing me but i lived. Did graphs like crazy please. And err, yeah. Music marathon was kinda stupid, a quarrel occured. Oh and I took the initiative for the first time and made a new friend! HAHA I shook her hand and introduced myself man, so cool. And and and I got her number! Okay sounds so desperate but its all in the name of fun kay. (CANDICE IS MOANING ON MY BED "AWW MAN THIS IS GOOD." You should watch her hahaha.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rained like shit, sat in class and talk talk talk. Then off to heartland with Candice Chai and Shufen. Met Rachel and Lou there. Talked alot alot alot. And Shufen said smthg like, "My life is just like a storybook, except I hate the ending." Yeah, everyone hates the ending usually. But yeah, its inevitable. Okay met Mary and Candice Ho after that. Dinner with them, and chit chat hahaha. Then home home home yaye. I can't wait for shopping sprees now that school's out :) Hooraye. I shall entertain Candice now byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114857360930035978?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114857360930035978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114857360930035978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114857360930035978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114857360930035978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-world-candice-is-self-massaging.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114848695215450245</id><published>2006-05-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:09:12.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>To sum my day, I have school a miss today. Ulcer kills, I slept talked to Miss Liang on the phone grr. Morning called, headed to school to pass Abby the cd. Cabbed back to the station. Head breakfast with Matt at TM, headed to her school and i studied. Met Geraldine :) and her crazy funny friends. Studied at Changi Airport with Matt and her friends. Headed to town after that and met RLim. Sat at Gelare, talk talk talk then shopped around. Hahaha. She left, then went to meet Kiddo at Bugis. Walked, talked, she shopped and pierced her ear and she kept trembling it was so funny. Ran through the fountain, got myself really wet but refresh and feeling better :) haha. Home after that. Boredom and ulcer kills. I'm really upset and angry now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this off Vicky/Tanny/Ry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Taken a picture naked? No&lt;br /&gt;2. Painted your room? No&lt;br /&gt;3. Made out with a member of the same sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Drove a car? No&lt;br /&gt;5. Danced in front of your mirror? Yes&lt;br /&gt;6. Had a crush? Yes&lt;br /&gt;7. Been dumped? No&lt;br /&gt;8. Stole money from friend? No&lt;br /&gt;9. Gotten in a car with people you just met? Yes&lt;br /&gt;10. Been in a fist fight? No&lt;br /&gt;11. Snuck out of your house? Yes&lt;br /&gt;12. Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back? Yes&lt;br /&gt;13. Been arrested? No&lt;br /&gt;14. Made out with a stranger? No&lt;br /&gt;15. Met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? Yes&lt;br /&gt;16. Left your house with out telling your parents? Yes&lt;br /&gt;17. Had a crush on your neighbour? No&lt;br /&gt;18. Ditched school to do something more fun? Yes&lt;br /&gt;19. Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? Yes&lt;br /&gt;20. Seen someone die? No&lt;br /&gt;21. Been on a plane? Yes&lt;br /&gt;22. Kissed a picture? Yes&lt;br /&gt;23. Slept in until 3PM? Yes&lt;br /&gt;24. Love or miss someone right now? No&lt;br /&gt;25. Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? No&lt;br /&gt;26. Made a snow angel? No&lt;br /&gt;27. Played dress up? Yes&lt;br /&gt;28. Cheated while playing a game? Yes&lt;br /&gt;29. Been lonely? Yes&lt;br /&gt;30. Fallen asleep at work/school? Yes&lt;br /&gt;31. Been to a club? Yes&lt;br /&gt;32. Felt an earthquake? Yes&lt;br /&gt;33. Touched a snake? Yes&lt;br /&gt;34. Ran a red light? Yes&lt;br /&gt;35. Been suspended from school? No&lt;br /&gt;36. Had detention? Yes&lt;br /&gt;37. Been in a car accident? No&lt;br /&gt;38. Hated the way you look? Yes&lt;br /&gt;39. Witnessed a crime? No&lt;br /&gt;40. Pole danced? No&lt;br /&gt;41. Been lost? Yes&lt;br /&gt;42. Been to the opposite side of the country? Yes&lt;br /&gt;43. Felt like dying? Yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Cried yourself to sleep? Yes&lt;br /&gt;45. Sang karaoke? Yes&lt;br /&gt;46. Sucked your thumb? Yes&lt;br /&gt;47. Done something you told yourself you wouldn't do? Yes&lt;br /&gt;48. Laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose? Yes&lt;br /&gt;49. Caught a snowflake on your tongue? No&lt;br /&gt;50. Kissed in the rain? No&lt;br /&gt;51. Sing in the shower? Yes&lt;br /&gt;52. Made love in a park? No&lt;br /&gt;53. Had a dream that you married someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;54. Glued your hand to something? Yes&lt;br /&gt;55. Got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? No&lt;br /&gt;56. Ever gone to school partially naked? Yes&lt;br /&gt;57. Been a cheerleader? Yes&lt;br /&gt;58. Sat on a roof top? Yes&lt;br /&gt;59. Didn't take a shower for a week? Yes&lt;br /&gt;60. Ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;61. Played chicken? No&lt;br /&gt;62. Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? Yes&lt;br /&gt;63. Been told you're hot by a complete stranger? No&lt;br /&gt;64. Broken a bone? No&lt;br /&gt;65. Been easily amused? Yes&lt;br /&gt;66. Laugh so hard you cry? Yes&lt;br /&gt;67. Mooned/flashed someone? No&lt;br /&gt;68. Cheated on a test? Yes&lt;br /&gt;69. Forgotten someone's name? Yes&lt;br /&gt;70. Slept naked? No&lt;br /&gt;71. Gone skinny dipping in a pool? No&lt;br /&gt;72. Performed on stage? Yes&lt;br /&gt;73. Blacked out from drinking? No&lt;br /&gt;74. Played a prank on someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;75. Gone to a late night movie? Yes&lt;br /&gt;76. Made love to anything not human? No&lt;br /&gt;77. Failed a class? Yes&lt;br /&gt;78. Choked on something you're not supposed to eat? No&lt;br /&gt;79. Played an instrument for more than 10 hours? No&lt;br /&gt;80. Cheated on a girl/boyfriend? No&lt;br /&gt;81. Did you celebrate the 4th of July? No&lt;br /&gt;82. Thrown strange objects? No&lt;br /&gt;83. Felt like killing someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;84. Thought about running away? Yes&lt;br /&gt;85. Ran away? No&lt;br /&gt;86. Did drugs? No&lt;br /&gt;87. Had detention and not attend it? No&lt;br /&gt;88. Dumped anyone? No&lt;br /&gt;89. Made a parent cry? Yes&lt;br /&gt;90. Cried over someone? Yes&lt;br /&gt;91. Owned more than 5 sharpies? No&lt;br /&gt;92. Dated someone more than once? Yes&lt;br /&gt;93. Have/had a dog? Yes&lt;br /&gt;94. Own an instrument? Yes&lt;br /&gt;95. Been in a band? No&lt;br /&gt;96. Drank 25 sodas in a day? No&lt;br /&gt;97. Broken a cd? No&lt;br /&gt;98. Shot a gun? No&lt;br /&gt;99. Dated a married person of the opposite sex? No&lt;br /&gt;100. Written a love letter? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) bye, a freak just called and its 0006am ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114848695215450245?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114848695215450245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114848695215450245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114848695215450245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114848695215450245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/superman.html' title='Superman'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114838766654231722</id><published>2006-05-23T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:03:56.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spongebob barnacle scrapers</title><content type='html'>(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;Its so painful, I wanna cry. Its so painful, I wanna die. Its damn damn damn painful! "I'm frick-in' pissed!" HAHAHA. Bloody ulcer. Just now a mad woman called me and screamed and cried like hell hahaha. I hope she's better now :)&lt;br /&gt;(/Edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn lazy to go get graph paper, really truly am. I don't feel like moving and I'm really very sleepy. School was okay today, I actually enjoy school very much :) Well, a pretty big thing happened to Rachel which left me in peals of laughter. Goodness it was so damn funny and she was in so much pain but i was by her side all the time! And she almost broke my bones my squeezing my shoulders so bloody hard. Music marathon practice didn't even take place hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, cabbed back with Lou Abby and Candice Chai. Candice came over to play xbox! And Candice Ho came over soon after. Omg damn frickin fun :):) We were screaming and yelling and laughing and I even made Candice Ho cry cos I hit her mouth with the xbox controller! HAHAHAHA. We were having so, so much fun. WE PASSED THE WHOLE LEVEL! OMG SHUFEN YOU'VE GOTTA COME AGAIN AND PLAY OKAY ITS SO MUCH FUN. We were screaming and hugging when we passed the spongebob soccer level i tell you. Had so much fun :) Cleared my file of w/s and im yet to file them. I've got frickin maths homework which needs graph paper and im very lazy! I have a few loose pieces here and there if i bother to find.. ;) IF. Hahaha im listening to Teen Titans now lah omg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm bored now and my stomach hurts and my ulcer just kills me I tell you :( &lt;i&gt;When there's trouble you know who to call, Teen Titans!&lt;/i&gt; Yes wth haha. Anw the world rocks with spongebob xbox game, zoo outings, and dinners @ lovely windy places. X men with Shufen on Friday, PS with Rachel tmrw and what's up for me on Thursday? Anw I miss Eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;No, no, no.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114838766654231722?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114838766654231722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114838766654231722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114838766654231722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114838766654231722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/spongebob-barnacle-scrapers.html' title='Spongebob barnacle scrapers'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114830236343471820</id><published>2006-05-22T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:52:43.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Rachel Chng&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;My dearest queef woman, I just read your blog and I wanna tell you that I'm here whenever you need me. This ain't the first time I'm telling you this and I'm sure you know it already. You're one of the most impt person in my life and no matter what the circumstances, I'll be there i promise. You come before many people in my life yknw that :) So please, if there's anything the matter, give me a call or a text. I'll be seeing you tmrw night at the lovely windy place won't I? I've missed you very much indeed &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114830236343471820?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114830236343471820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114830236343471820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114830236343471820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114830236343471820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/rachel-chng-my-dearest-queef-woman-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114829742493320370</id><published>2006-05-22T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T19:30:24.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You shone brighter</title><content type='html'>Hello change of blogskin to smthg really plain haha. I spent today with Shufen again doing what we do best, playing xbox! Omg it was damn fun i tell you. Scream scream scream and laugh until stomachache. We totally sucked at Spongebob's soccer and that Shufen best. Kick into the opponent's goal two times in a row! HAHA. Everything was like damn fast and everything and required team work, especially the factory generator breaking down shitz but it was damn fun. I love playing xbox with people like her cos she doesn't get cheesed off or pissed off when like, you cause them to lose or whatsoever. I know of people like that, who are easily angry and i don't really like playing with them haha :) School was alright today. Lessons were rather boring, I spent half the time talking and laughing and yawning and reading. I feel very sleep and i wanna watch Sincity! My dad bought the cd and omg Jessica Alba &amp;hearts; Hot hot hot um i shall get going bye bye. Oh and i miss Evie. My ulcer is killing me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me &lt;br /&gt;You really don't have to worry &lt;br /&gt;I only want to make you happy &lt;br /&gt;And if you say &lt;br /&gt;Hey, go away, I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114829742493320370?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114829742493320370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114829742493320370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114829742493320370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114829742493320370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-shone-brighter.html' title='You shone brighter'/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114821358788143072</id><published>2006-05-21T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:13:07.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ring Ring 啊停啊停 小心他偷走你這顆心 &lt;br /&gt;Bing Bing 啊靜啊靜 一切等時間給我證明 &lt;br /&gt;Yes i love you yes i love you 沒有任何能夠阻止我去愛你 &lt;br /&gt;愛 就像躲貓咪 It’s Hide-and-Seek &lt;br /&gt;我逃不出你的手掌心 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's so gay I know. But its a really nice song okay! By 5566 (Stop thinking I'm gay!) Candice and Shufen thinks its horrible :( Anw they both came over for project and it didn't turn out very well hahaha. But we did some stuffs and Shufen finished her Chinese project. Candice left soon after and me and Shufen got bored of playing Xbox, so we watch Scary Movie 3. That woman is the most cowardy person I've ever known. Who gets scared of SM3?! She was literally screaming her brains out and covering her eyes and ears and she didn't allow me to leave the room to take ulcer cream -_- She's so crazy. Then my dad came home with the Lights, Camera, Pants game! O M G. So we played and played and played and that woman again, keep screaming and she claims she almost got heart attack while playing. The game's damn addictive, so much so that Shufen left my place one hour late. But I had fun :) Thanks for playing with me! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights camera pants. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe he has head lice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nah! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's so religious!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valerie's so crazy. What does headlice have to do with religion? HAHAHA. Anw I'm bored now and I feel like bathing. I don't wanna go to school tmrw and everything rah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02291.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you &lt;br /&gt;So what am I so afraid of? &lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that I'm not sure of &lt;br /&gt;A love there is no cure for &lt;br /&gt;I think I love you &lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what life is made of? &lt;br /&gt;Though it worries me to say &lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me &lt;br /&gt;You really don't have to worry &lt;br /&gt;I only want to make you happy &lt;br /&gt;And if you say &lt;br /&gt;Hey, go away, I will &lt;br /&gt;But I think better still &lt;br /&gt;I'd better stay around and love you &lt;br /&gt;Do you think I have a case? &lt;br /&gt;Let me ask you to your face &lt;br /&gt;Do you think you love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this song is very cute. Candice Ho just messaged me saying that she saw this girl wearing pink shirt pink shorts and pink crocs and that she saw 7 people wearing crocs in a span of 10 secs. What the hell hahaha. Her pair of crocs is christmas colour leh very cute :) I don't know what to blog about already byebye. Oh I don't feel like going to school tmrw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114821358788143072?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114821358788143072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114821358788143072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114821358788143072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114821358788143072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/ring-ring-bing-bing-yes-i-love-you-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114818365594787717</id><published>2006-05-21T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T11:54:15.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;What i knew, but could not say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello it seems like a rainy sunday morning which also means, sad morning. Candice Chai just came online!? She's supposed to be at my place in half and hours time! She best, downloading songs, haven't bathe blah blah blah. I bet Shufen would be late too lah. Hahaha. So last night's concert was shit, I fell asleep once and I missed like 15mins of the award ceremony for some milliondollar shitheads, I call them shitheads cos I also want a million dollars but I don't have and in other words, I'm jealous. Okay then 5566 came on and my ears died with all the bloody screaming. I think someone should just rip all the girl's voiceboxes out. My parents decided to leave halfway, so we left :) Thankfully cos I didn't enjoy the concert/gala night. I think dinner was superb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popped by Candice Ho's place and waited for her, and her mom was wonderful :) She gave me banana muffins and cake, she baked them herself! I'll be having them for breakfast later yaye. Thank you! Then we walked to my place, set up the playstation and crap it was so gay. We kept screaming and laughing and losing, especially me omg. Halfway, we gave up and decided that talking was more fun. So we talked and talked and talked and then went back to PS2. We were alr half dead by then, so cleared everything and took photos till we fell asleep. She left this morning and I woke up to find a pink note stuck to my phone :) She's so cute. Hahaha and now I'm bored. And waiting patiently.. Anw I uploaded a video of Candice. She has bullet laughter, damn fast and sharp and LOUD I tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dekSVpiTQAM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dekSVpiTQAM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best best best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02257.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02253.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02270.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02276.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02267.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my sunshine after the rain :) A picture says a thousand words, there, 5 thousand words of my lovely honey. Bye word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You should stop trying so damn hard.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114818365594787717?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114818365594787717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114818365594787717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114818365594787717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114818365594787717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-i-knew-but-could-not-say-hello-it.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114814258771049715</id><published>2006-05-21T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T12:01:59.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;I think you're pathetic.&lt;/font&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114814258771049715?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114814258771049715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114814258771049715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114814258771049715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114814258771049715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-think-youre-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114810904029045906</id><published>2006-05-20T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:44:21.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The hero dies in this one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;Im hearing things right now and ewww. Its so gross how you don't like her and everything and gossip abt her and here you are, telling her your "I love yous" Gross gross gross. Cliques cliques cliques &amp; hypocrites =/ And what the hell, you twist your words and make us seem like the bad guys. Bitchhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;(/Edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I regret watching Saw. Its so "frickin" gruesome, esp while sawing off his ankle. Ew ew ewwwww :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw Ry sent banana and chocolate pie over aww, it tastes pretty good but Saw almost made me puke it all out manz. Anw caught Da Vinci Code last night with Candice Shufen Rachel Lim Valerie and Candice's parents. Pretty good show, but I only managed to watch 1/4 of it cos I was trying to keep Rachel quiet and she kept messaging and trying to tell Shufen to relax cos the show's not scary. HAHAHA they're so noisy. Okay maybe I was noisy too. Then off to Vicky's place after the movie. Was like some slack ass, damn tired. Walked home after that, reached home around 0120am omgz. Tiring day, yesterday. And I'm watching a 5566 concert today O.o&lt;br /&gt;Candice Ho is sleeping over tonight yaye :) Oh ytd ah, that Shufen is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Where are you now! (I was alr at the bus stop)&lt;br /&gt;Her: I'm walking out now!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of where? The toilet?&lt;br /&gt;Her: My room haha. &lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like vomitting, still. Rachel Lim's collecting information hehehe I can't wait to here it manz. Okay byebye and L was me to talk about her so.. L is stupid. -Grins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go do smth fun now bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prison gates won't open up for me&lt;br /&gt;On these hands and knees I'm crawling&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I reach for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm terrified of these four walls&lt;br /&gt;These iron bars can't hold my soul in&lt;br /&gt;All I need is you&lt;br /&gt;Come please I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;And oh I scream for you&lt;br /&gt;Hurry I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Huifang, for the song. Its really nice!&lt;br /&gt;!@#$#^%&amp;^$*(&amp;^(%^&amp;^$%# The sawing scene is still on my mind :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114810904029045906?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114810904029045906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114810904029045906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114810904029045906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114810904029045906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hero-dies-in-this-one-edit-im-hearing.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114802559619330591</id><published>2006-05-19T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T16:03:09.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Would you tell me, TELL ME HOW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was very sorrowful today :( Alot of people broke down and my heart hurt for them. Esp one who's father wanted to break her bones? Goodness I think I'd just run away from home but no, she's not going to. Rahhhh anw, cheer up everyone who broke down, regardless of whatever the situation was (results, friendships, family, relationships) and to those who cried for the attention, go on doing it. No one's gonna care. Okay I think I'm really mean but ahh that's Eme for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipped 2 periods of Chinese to stay in the counselling room with Miss Liang and a bunch of funny people hahaha. Overall, I didn't pay attention in any lessons at all today. It was spent talking talking talking cos there were alot, alot of things happening. Another good friend of mine broke down terrible =/ I can't stand to see them upset.. Okay singing at the corridor with my dear Ry after school and we amused so many people :) Jolyn and Rachel laughed so much hehe. Cabbed home with Ry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sobbing my eyes out last night reading my book, My Best Friend's Girl. Oh god, its damn heartbreaking :'( I couldn't even read the book properly cos the tears were blurring my vision. I'm sucha moron. "&lt;i&gt;Far too many people upoened their hearts and lives at the drop of a hat. Why give someone that power over you Why endow them with the ability to hurt you that much? Let someone in and you were asking for an emotional kicking someday."&lt;/i&gt; Mmmm so much logic. &lt;i&gt;"You don't have to be scared. I'll always look after you. I think you're amazing. You're everything to me, babe."&lt;/i&gt; Hahaha would I ever be able to say this to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I found your diary today and flipping through it, a picture of You and Me fell out. Yknw, that actually made my day. So I picked up a pencil from your table, and left you a note :)&lt;/i&gt; I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You act like you don't care but deep inside, its tearing you up. Admit it, stop hiding, stop lying, stop decieving. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114802559619330591?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114802559619330591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114802559619330591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114802559619330591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114802559619330591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/would-you-tell-me-tell-me-how-school.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114792574115287028</id><published>2006-05-18T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T12:15:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Safe in a crazy world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning world, I hate reading depressive stuff =/ But its so inevitable to not read them right? Hahaha. Okay anw, gave school a miss today. Mom wanted me too as well. Because, Cecilia is going off today oh no oh no no no no. I hope Li-li would do alright on her on cos if she doesn't, I'd just die. Well I checked my PTS last night and my heart almost stopped. For Mid Years on the average, I've got 50.06454365?! Omg, if I have any calculation error anywhere I think I'll fail. Goodness, I'm damn scared I tell you. Lou was asking me to calculate over and over and over again. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on the phone with kid till midnight. She owes me a dollar now :) Hahaha. Anw please please take care of yourself. Everyone's having school right now and Joelle and Mr Lim are online but probably both in school. My stomach hurts, I didn't have dinner last night and breakfast this morning and yet to have lunch. Okay Cecilia's flight is 1530hrs, we've gtg to the agency to collect tickets later. Rahhhh I'm kinda upset. I shall go off now I guess. Stay happy world :) Oohweeohwaa oh I was reading this artical ytd in Reader's Digest. It makes sense, so I wanna type it here. &lt;b&gt;Does love really last forever&lt;/b&gt;?: Absolutely, after you've chucked out the idea of happily ever after. Scientists have come to find out that romantic feelings are caused by chemical changes in the brain which would last for at least 12-18 months and after that, you're on your own. A steady relationship requires manintenance. Visit a visit to a nursing home if you want to see proof of lasting love. The author recently spoke to a man whose wife of 60 years was suffering from advanced Alzheimer's disease (loss of memory). He came to sit with her every day and hold her hand. "She's been my best friend seince high school," he told the author. "We made a promise to stick together." Now, that's a true love story. &lt;br /&gt;So very sweet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Girl, you've like a devil in disguise&lt;/i&gt; &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114792574115287028?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114792574115287028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114792574115287028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114792574115287028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114792574115287028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/safe-in-crazy-world-good-morning-world.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114786814746216713</id><published>2006-05-17T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:07:39.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;You're so brainless, dazed, deficient, dense, dim, dodo, doltish, dopy, dotterel, dull, dumb, dummy*, foolish, futile, gullible, half-baked*, half-witted*, idiotic, ill-advised, imbecilic, inane, indiscreet, insensate, irrelevant, irresponsible, laughable, loser*, ludicrous, meaningless, mindless, moronic, naive, nonsensical, obtuse, pointless, puerile, rash, senseless, short-sighted, simple, simple-minded, slow, sluggish, stolid, stupefied, thick, thickheaded, trivial, unintelligent, unthinking, witless,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like screaming at you. Okay maybe I'm in no place to say this. I feel like dissing everyone around me and @#%$%#^*%&amp;^&amp;%@. My bad mood's working up again. Goodness me, I'd better keep my mouth shut. &lt;br /&gt;(/Edited)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just sent a very.. I don't know message but I'm expectinging a phonecall after the other party has seen what the message says haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw today was tiring, the sun was blasting boom boom boom. Got back all my results, yes plus Science. I'm really happy I passed Physics as I never expected myself to, though it was a borderline pass. E Maths was a fail but better than expected too :) So it was pretty alright. Decided that I needed Chem tuition so me and Shufen are going tuition hunting soon I hope, I pray, I wish. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, hung arnd a little with Eve :) Missed her man. Cabbed off to J8 for lunch with Lou Rachel Shufen Clare Dali. Pastamania again (Shufen got tricked and kissed with pasta sauce on the cheek this time by me HAHA), then NTUC shopping and we were getting damn high with ways to annoy Finnie Fiang HAHAHA. Clare bought alcohol, tsk. Anw then settled down at Swensens for dessert which was great and Rachel ordered some shit oreo banana yogurt (?!) It tasted pretty weird hahaha. We drafted out our letter shit and Clare's gonna type it out. Omg I hope it gets in I tell you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed home with them. Read my sweet valley until Kiddo called. Talk talk talk till she had to go off for training. My maid is going home tmrw and I don't even feel sad omg. I'm just scared of my new maid :( Now we're all checking and calculating our marks for PTS. I love my humanities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so anw that friend didn't call. Instead, she just replied "Wtf." Wow. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to blog anymore but I need to call Bimdice and tell her smthg. Hmmm. Bye bye I will upload Shufen's video soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114786814746216713?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114786814746216713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114786814746216713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114786814746216713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114786814746216713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/edit-youre-so-brainless-dazed.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114779535507789145</id><published>2006-05-16T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:02:35.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;hard to let you go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now i had a damn amusing conference with a tanny su vickooo and a pontianak HAHAHA. her voice was like @#%$^%$&amp;^%*&amp;%^$$#%#^% over the phone man, me and L freaked out and bursted out laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw bimdice (read: candice) told me abt the marks being out and omg i went t check. didn't do as badly as expected but well, ah it was still bad and plus term one, i would probably fail like shit. lit was alright, an overall of 65 :D which im very happy with. failed both e and a maths, but there's an improvement no doubt. chinese is the best best best, 58.5! it is satisfying, really hard work pays off. but the stupid term one's gonna pull everything down :( rah but whatever, no point crying over spilt milk. cheer up those who are upset! it'll be alright, term 3 and end year! STRIVEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmrw's chem lesson is gonna be fun, velcro fun HAHAHA. me and shufen are the best man yeeha. anw i had a great day today, i completed my e maths, though its rather shitty but ah well, i made the effort t do it :) and mary came over for a short while and i had a little talk with her yaye. didn't managed t catch the forty winks that i intended to though but whatever. CATHERINE CAME OVER MAN OMG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what t blog alr lah bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114779535507789145?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114779535507789145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114779535507789145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114779535507789145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114779535507789145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hard-to-let-you-go-just-now-i-had-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114776699753380883</id><published>2006-05-16T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T16:13:35.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;you make a woman go mad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i forgot to talk abt the change of class positions. me and rachel are STILL sitting tgt (everyone go o-m-g) yes my grades are gonna slideeeeee hahah! anw we're right infront of the teacher's table! (actually we shifted ourselves cos that woman's as blind as a bat) and we talk t the teachers leh very cool :) behind us is shufen and candice :D yay i think its one of the best sitting position. ive got two of the smartest in class behind me (and shufen has really hot legs oO) and one very optimistic person beside me and all three of them are very nice t talk to, so much so that abby keeps walking over t our place from the other side of the class HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, my dearest partner of greatness was upset :( CHEERUP! and i was blooooodddyyyyy annoyed this morning with jkdhatfjaehfdafda. okay whatever, i was screaming in class and lou &amp; abby were asking me t cool down lol. anw lunch with abigail and minghwee after schl, talk talk talk again :) they're nice t talk too! haha now we're (the clique) trying to get friend A and friend B t talk and i hope it'll be alright! anw candice ho ming zhen, wednesday is coming and we're gonna have a blast yes? press on darling, you send the sweetest msges and you kissed me in schl today! she made me h a p p y :) i think music makes the world go round haha. let me see things t look forward to this week: da vinci code? friday night with vicko &amp; the rest, music marathon auditions shld be fun, actually nthg much lol. &lt;br /&gt;happy bestie day t ry and anna haha im so extra. and im sorry i didn't know how to spell auckland, now i know :) byeeeeeeeee time for e maths.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114776699753380883?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114776699753380883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114776699753380883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114776699753380883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114776699753380883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-make-woman-go-mad-hello-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114770969857576374</id><published>2006-05-16T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T00:14:58.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay well i just wanted to blog as there were alot of things on my mind while bathing, i don't know why either. and i just wanna touch on the topic of best friends. so far, since secondary 1, i've seen best friend "friendships" formed due to pure sympathy, on impulse, everything. its not because of what they've gone thru tgt, tears laughter blah blah blah but its just cos of a snap of the fingers and there, they're bestie in the most shocking circumstances. its rather funny yknw, and usually besties like these, always end up drifting apart and being most superficial. well, im not pinpointing anyone here but im just saying what i think. i've seen bestie-ships thats lasted for years and i think that's what true friends/besties really are. i mean, afterall they've lasted thru all the thick and thin through the years and their bond is still as strong. wonderful ain't it? however, there are people who has many besties (wow), and i thought a bestie ought to be someone special, someone you can count on, looks like its become more of a label rather than a special person. don't you think? well, i've had a bestie 3/4 years ago and i must admit, we've definately drifted alot and im not proud t say that we're not bestie anymore but still friends. so i guess that's probably the reason why i want t refrain myself from having a bestie. some people now actually see it as more of a commitment than a bond between two people, some are even scared of the other? totally ridiculous, i think. but well, i guess that's how the people change and how superficial some can become. but ah well, blog's mine, mouth's mine. and it all vomes down to, &lt;b&gt;blood is definately thicker than water&lt;/b&gt;. friends say that they would die for you, they love you, they would do this, do that for you, but when things really take a turn for the worst, you'd come t realise, that it would not be them who you catch you but your family. r/s with you family might be on the rocks, but in the end, you'd realise that its all thats impt. im not saying that friends aren't impt, but how long would they last? family definately plays a much, much bigger part. it might not be now that you realise so as many have been taking their parents for granted, no doubt but yeah. you'd come t notice that only kids, toddlers really love their parents and they express it thru kisses, hugs, drawings. i guess that's when the parents are most happy, unlike now. we give them so much bullshit and it really sucks t see your parents so upset over you okay im ranting, words are flowing this is not good. i'd better stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw EVIE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND YOU'RE MY DEAREST FRIEND/COUSIN EVER AND PLEASE DON'T LEAVE FOR ACKLAND AS I'LL BE SO SO SO SO :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i feel better now hahahah and im so.. messed up up there man. i think you're so pathetic, its pathetic to see you begging for attention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114770969857576374?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114770969857576374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114770969857576374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114770969857576374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114770969857576374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-well-i-just-wanted-to-blog-as.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114770224615614077</id><published>2006-05-15T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:16:19.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;bite back the hand that feeds you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edit)&lt;br /&gt;ANW ANW ANW, im shufen's bestest lesbian gf now :D she loves me and not my cat hahahahahaha and btw, she looks extremely gay on webcam manz.&lt;br /&gt;(/edit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww my pictures are all over shufen's and ry's blog :):) hahah. anw i had a great day today. my grades were much better than expected yaye. after schl candice shufen lou rachel and abby came over and played worms 2 and basically, we had fun :) they all left around 6plus and candice left around 8. played more worms 2, talk talk talk. headed t candice ho's place but a friend was really nice t brighten my alr bright day and sent tau huey over :D thank you! anw i took away some of candice's stress over her place, ate my dinner (the tau huey) and home, web cammed with ry and im typing this shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/200/DSC02187.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh they made me happy. abby went home alr haha. anw i wanna thank God for wonderful friends who's willing t send food t my place, thank God tt im such a good friend t send milo t my friend's place, thank God for friends! :D AND ME LOU RACHEL LIM AND ABIGAIL ARE IN PROM COMM!!!!!!!!! x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be so scared to take a second for reflection,&lt;br /&gt;to take a leave of absence to see what you're made of.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm selfish and you're sorry.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone you'll be going nowhere fast.&lt;br /&gt;So who's selfish and who's sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe me if I said I didn't need you?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wouldn't believe you if you said the same to me,&lt;br /&gt;Near death, last breath, and barely hanging on.&lt;br /&gt;Would you believe me if I said I didn't need you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone somewhere said somethings that may have sparked some sympathy,&lt;br /&gt;but don't believe, don't believe a word you heard about me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahaha nice song okay bye &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114770224615614077?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114770224615614077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114770224615614077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114770224615614077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114770224615614077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/bite-back-hand-that-feeds-you-edit-anw.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114769314955150899</id><published>2006-05-15T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T19:39:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from me and candice chai to those certain two people: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;font color=FF2206&gt;WE'RE GONNA BEAT YOU TWO! MOOHAHAAHAHAHA!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its just a joke, i know i cant make it but candice can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114769314955150899?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114769314955150899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114769314955150899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114769314955150899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114769314955150899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/from-me-and-candice-chai-to-those.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114762378601443556</id><published>2006-05-15T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:23:06.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"I love you three quarters."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagestation.com/album/pictures.html?id=2106391444"&gt;Pungsai@Longkang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the long awaited photo album. anw today was spent slacking/sleeping at home with an invisible person who's brain is high high up in the highlands but physically here -_- okay am talking t evie who has no schl tmrw not fair. will go t bed now bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114762378601443556?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114762378601443556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114762378601443556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114762378601443556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114762378601443556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-you-three-quarters.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114758442800166484</id><published>2006-05-14T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:27:21.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>read shufen's blog, and remember t be happy :) hahah and im not mad, cos im not sad. and i do not have too much happieness HOR, my brainz are still intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;font color=#FF9988&gt;BE HAPPY PEEPS!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; :D Its such a joy as happiness is contagious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114758442800166484?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114758442800166484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114758442800166484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114758442800166484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114758442800166484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/read-shufens-blog-and-remember-t-be.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114754474864472300</id><published>2006-05-14T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T02:25:48.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why why why, what has made me into this bitch i am right now? URGH :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC02079.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby. you make life so wonderful yknw :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC02174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC02174.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is her phone's wallpaper aww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC01990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC01990.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i think of the day when you're gonna fly fly fly t ockland and i sit and think abt how much im gonna miss you :( i think i will cry river mekong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSC01984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSC01984.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me that evie looks so freaking hawwwwttttt ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114754474864472300?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114754474864472300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114754474864472300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114754474864472300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114754474864472300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/why-why-why-what-has-made-me-into-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114754260893705068</id><published>2006-05-14T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T01:50:08.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/DSCN0797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/DSCN0797.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one champion party HAHAHAHHAHHAAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114754260893705068?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114754260893705068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114754260893705068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114754260893705068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114754260893705068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-one-champion-party-hahahahhahhaah.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114753958013914814</id><published>2006-05-14T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T00:59:40.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;i would never find another lover, more precious than you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah im so lazy to blog but i felt like so i'll summarize everything. pungsai@longkang was a blast, to those who didn't come for whatever reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;IN YOUR FACE SUCKERS HAHAHAHA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay what the hell but really it was fun. thank you marisse, candice ho, vicky, maryanne, demelza, doralynn, wenjie, christabel, eve, julia, wynn, gywnna, tania and her two friends, abigail, rachel chng, kristle, zoe for coming. i doubt i left out any name but thank you you guys :D you guys were an awesome bunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so catwalk was great, eating competition was DAMN DAMN DAMN messy like shitz, singing was a failure and the prizes are like shit HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. anyway i hope everyone had fun :) most left around 7, only abigail wong wenjie ry and christabel stayed haha. they went mad in my room i tell you, tsk. shufen came over for dinner cos i was too tired t go out and meet her. took photos, then everyone left except her and ry. talk talk talk abt - and yeah, ry left for home arnd 10pm. had fun drinking milk and gg high with shufen, shes so stupid and silly manz :) makes me laugh like shit and so i walked her out arnd 1130pm cos she was scared of malay workers and we saw this freaking cute kitten! and btw, she sucks in worms 2 HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i had a greaaaaaaaaaattttttttt day, pictures will be posted up soon oh and plus damn crazy videos! (eg, vicky flying arnd to the song candy shop like a moron and candice stuffing her face with watermelon) omgz best. thanks everyone for showing support :) demelza looked damnnnn adorable haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shall go off soon, bye. happy 3rd month valerie &amp; rlim! and i love maggie Q &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114753958013914814?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114753958013914814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114753958013914814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114753958013914814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114753958013914814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-would-never-find-another-lover-more.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114751494535775934</id><published>2006-05-13T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T20:35:28.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;you know i'd very much hate it t know you lied.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114751494535775934?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114751494535775934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114751494535775934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114751494535775934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114751494535775934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-know-id-very-much-hate-it-t-know.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114745778723099178</id><published>2006-05-13T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T02:33:09.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"kill me so i won't die"&lt;/b&gt; -Ethan Banks/Tom Cruise HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello im back and its 0200am i need to sleep soon cos ry is waking me up at 0800am tmrw, thats in SIX hours omgz. okay anw it was a pretty long day and i didn't eat or drank anything till 1930hrs, literally omg. my lips were so dry and i was so hungry i felt like vomitting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i rushed with the mum's day thing like crazy and my sister had to lie to my mom to stall for time HAHAHA. (she said she needed t shit) and then went t mustafa &amp; i swear i almost died but i got pretty good stuff from there. just no clothes, aww. &lt;br /&gt;reached the hotel in my bunny ears and angel's wings, everyone thought i was cuckoo. the food was very very very very good but i only had one helping of fondue wow. decided halfway thru dinner that i shouldn't let what people say t me make me so upset, so yeahhhhh. headed to club5 (some shit club beside the restaurant) and no one knew we were under 21 hahah. saw lots of old folks dancing rumba/chacha/ballroom shitz but we couldn't get out parents t dance so we danced a little ourselves :) made lotsa shit videos, was freaking full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, caught the 2315pm of MI3 and omgzxz that show is one emotion player. made me so scared till i had t cover my eyes and next, it had me bawling my eyeballs out. its so saaaaaaddddddd, it shows one what love really is i tell you, and its super powerpacked and its gonna get you gripping your seats. that cry made me feel better and not t mention a call from a certain someone before the movie :):) &lt;s&gt;hehehe - sounded SOOOOOO cute :D omg eme. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i think my singing irritates my dad :( i was singing like hell in the car hahah. &lt;br /&gt;okay shall sleep soon bye. photos &amp; videos posted up soon soon soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what hurt the most wasn't the thought that i might be losing you but the fact that you told me how fucked up i was. seriously, no one ever told me i was fucked up and MEANT it and today you did. you ruined almost my whole night and i can honestly tell you,&lt;br /&gt;i hate you.&lt;br /&gt;you make me sooooo angry &gt;:(&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;EYECANDY/INFACTUATION (?!) :D&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'd better stop infactuating, its so wrong hahah okay so bye for now eyecandy/infactuation (actually i dont even knw what you are) BYEBYEBYEBYEBYE say bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's kind of hard&lt;br /&gt;To get over someone&lt;br /&gt;And try to start a new&lt;br /&gt;A new relationship&lt;br /&gt;No need to rush cuz you&lt;br /&gt;Have all the time in the world&lt;br /&gt;Right now let's focus on&lt;br /&gt;How we can keep you happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can call on me&lt;br /&gt;No matter what the situation&lt;br /&gt;I will be there&lt;br /&gt;Put your trust in me&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need somebody&lt;br /&gt;I will be there :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114745778723099178?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114745778723099178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114745778723099178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114745778723099178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114745778723099178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/kill-me-so-i-wont-die-ethan-bankstom.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114741581777366286</id><published>2006-05-12T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:36:58.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ghetto love and heartbreak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blog then my whole post gone, power manz. okay so i shall summerize everything which is, IM LATE IM LATE IM LATE! mummy wants to see me, my sister and my maid downstairs in half an hour goodness me. and my sister's still on the bed picking out the photos for mummy's day, we know what we're getting her alr :) her fav cd, don't know what enya shitz muahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up pretty late today i guess and staggered into my mum's room with my "Future Millionare" shirt and she was like grinning from ear to ear and she said that "possible, dare to dream" i was like.. -_- its only a shirt HAHAHA. my cough is still as bad man and i think im turning into an ahlian thanks t louisa! have been listening t chinese songs manz lol. cao cao by lin jun jie is velly nice! and oooo im still crazy over pussycat dolls's nicole. goodness she's so hawt :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.virgin.net/music/picturegalleries/pussycatdolls/pix/01_main.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahahaha i feel happy :) though the weather's really like shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take a chance to recognize that this could be yours &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you lost it :) ooooo PCD &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114741581777366286?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114741581777366286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114741581777366286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114741581777366286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114741581777366286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/ghetto-love-and-heartbreak-i-blog-then.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114736439119607666</id><published>2006-05-12T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:19:51.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uh, uh&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo, yo&lt;br /&gt;They wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's that girl?&lt;br /&gt;(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eve's that girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)&lt;br /&gt;Who's that girl?&lt;br /&gt;(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eve's that girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahahahah work hard eve, you're my girl :):) get well soon, i will definately hug you on monday yaye &amp;hearts; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just hung up with ry, exremely last min plannings for pungsai BUT, it sounds good and fun and amusing hahah. i can't wait! and tmrw omgz, fun fun fun. buffet would taste sooooo good and the company's gonna be great. saturday is pungsai day! and in the night, most prob tao hui with shufen lol. and sunday, i've got so many plans but i don't knw which t choose from lol. most prob, celebrate me and val's day out or perhaps at the settler's place oohlala. both would be swelllllll. my nose is still runny and my voice is still horrible :( get well soon eme haha! saturday, saturday hurry come. i really wanna see candice eve mary vicko marisse and all the others :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i get the shivers down my spine&lt;br /&gt;feel my body turning blue&lt;br /&gt;feeling's so frightening,&lt;br /&gt;its driving me insane&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the songs chose for pungsai are so retarded HAHA but so cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;she's into supertitions, black cats and voodoo dolls&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;she makes you take your clothes off and go dancing in the rainnnnnn&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gladly :) HAHAHA im just kidding. &lt;br /&gt;perhaps, perhaps, perhaps. tell me quando, quando quando and baby baby baby, just maybe maybe maybe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it'll be unfair and selfish and not to mention, stupid of me. im one foot off the edge alr yeehah, i can't wait to drop in :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A BULLET THROUGH YOUR BRAIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/1600/carton-of-eggs.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7544/1718/320/carton-of-eggs.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so cute! haha nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114736439119607666?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114736439119607666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114736439119607666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114736439119607666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114736439119607666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/uh-uh-yo-yo-yo-they-wanna-know-whos.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114735343942473148</id><published>2006-05-11T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T21:17:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="350" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F-hINX99UJI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F-hINX99UJI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vT-8ryLS7to"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vT-8ryLS7to" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="350" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives me the giggles wiggles :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17756153-114735343942473148?l=lastcall-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/feeds/114735343942473148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17756153&amp;postID=114735343942473148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114735343942473148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17756153/posts/default/114735343942473148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lastcall-.blogspot.com/2006/05/she-gives-me-giggles-wiggles.html' title=''/><author><name>The hot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03268476930069871659</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/nobody1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17756153.post-114734643828296291</id><published>2006-05-11T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T20:42:53.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Tainted Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Edit)&lt;br /&gt;Candice Ho Ming Zhen, is the best the best the best :) I just read an email she sent. I'm melting. (Looks at Lou, HAHAHA) MELTINGGGGGGG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After these 2 days, i realise how much i rely on you. You give me strength to carry on. Sounding really cliche here, everytime i wanna give up, you always spur me on. You give me reassuring hugs and kisses to keep me going on. Even though we are in different classes, i'm really happy to spend time with you. Watching movies, studying tgt etc. After my tests, we're gonna have a blast i promise you! :D More than watching movies! I love you honey baby squishy star (lol?!) Persevere!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's sweeter i swear. Yes baby, our movies and parties! I'm gonna make you like my cat HEE HEE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v316/starkissed-/Candice2.jpg" align=left&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, they don't make sense &lt;br /&gt;Some things you don't need &lt;br /&gt;Until they leave you &lt;br /&gt;And they're things that you miss &lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby, baby &lt;br /&gt;When all your love is gone &lt;br /&gt;Who will save me &lt;br /&gt;From all I'm up against out in this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boredom gets the better of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ?% perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know someone that cares aboutyou.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a boyfriend/girlfriend/fiance/husband/wife. (I have many :D)&lt;br /&gt;[x]You have your own room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get good grades.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have an ipod/ mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your parents are still married.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have more than 2 best friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] There is a swimming pool in your backyard.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You live in a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You dress how you want to.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You hang out with friends more than once a week.&lt;br /&gt;[x] There is a computer/ laptop in your room.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have never been beaten up.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You never cry more than twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are allowed to listen to the music you want to.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Your room is big enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;[x] People don't use you for something you have.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been to a concert.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You laugh more than twice a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have over 100 friends on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have pictures on friendster.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You get allowance.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You collect something normal.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People don't make fun of you to be mean.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You look foward to go to school/work.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't wish you were someone else.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You play a sport.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You do something after school/work.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You shower daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own a car.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You usually don't fight with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You're healthy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've never had a cavity.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy with your appearance.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You aren't self-consious at all.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have never got a failing grade in your life.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have friends.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have so many inside jokes with friends.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know your parents care and love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what is going on in the world.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You care about sooo many people.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy with your life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You usually aren't sick.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know more than one language.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have a screen name.&lt;br /&gt;[x]You own a pet.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know the words to more than 5 songs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] You don't have any enemies&lt;br /&gt;[x] You are happy you're living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add up the numbers and multiply it by two&lt;br /&gt;You have a 82% perfect life. Haha. All the reasons to be happy I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, today was a great day. Though everyone noticed I was moodswinging (again) but the two periods of peace during Chinese made me high again! HAHA. After school was a big fat rush to do the project, take the maths quiz blah blah blah. Rained like hell &amp; scary thunder boomed. Me and Abby changed shifts with Shufen and Lou to flag cabs and the stupid cab didnt want to pick us cos we had 5 people. So took a bloody bus in the end and all of us were complaining like shitz haha. Reached J8 and.. okay cheer up dearie :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Pastamania. Talked and laughed alot and Lou the best I tell you. Talk until all the food fly outta her mouth. HAHAHA. And best, I tricked Shufen and I kissed her on the nose with ALOT of pasta sauce on my lips. LOL! She was screaming her brainz out. Walked around J8, saw some people. Talk talk talk and smashed ice cream on Rachel's mouth lol. Then I forgot already. Home with Abby wabby and talk talk talk :) Lovely talks. She let slip smth accidentally, HOR HOR. Ahaha. Anw Abby Louisa RLim &amp; Shufen's great company! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sleepy and blah. I feel like watching a muuveeee :D ANW i don't know what to blog abt anymore. I need to post up Shufen's video lol! She's gg to scream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &lt;i&gt;Upside, inside out she's livin la vida loca &lt;br /&gt;She'll push and pull you down, livin la vida loca &lt;br /&gt;Her lips are devil red and her skin's the color mocha &lt;br /&gt;She will wear you out livin la vida loca Come On! &lt;br /&gt;Livin la vida loca, Come on! &lt;br /&gt;She's livin la vida loca. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh eme, ooooo. 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