<?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-310597395795714009</id><updated>2011-07-29T13:26:50.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geraldine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2335732814652855804</id><published>2010-09-16T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T02:27:10.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Troubles Melt Like Lemon Drops</title><content type='html'>Currently reading: Lisa Jackson - Lost Souls (First time I'm taking a month to read a book) Note: I'm not near finishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that book, I'm definitely proceeding on to: The girl who played with fire. The girl who kicked the hornet's nest and The girl with the dragon tattoo. Recommended! Due to book, magazines, newspaper reviews and Buddy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation Assignment's due on the 25th September. 3000 word essay. I've not started. Really racing against time. Ahhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the hiccups regarding yesterday's heinous 'result', all's back on track again. It is heartening to know both parties are happy. Somehow at that point of time, it was definitely hollow inside without love. Empty. A useless vessel. Digging further, my stamina isn't so good. Gym's always jam-packed. I guess I'd have to stick to the routined 8pm run, round the estate. Compared to Subeer's, mine's a far cry from 'good'. Therein lies laziness. Jog X Walk! Keep it consistent, I shall. Always habitual, comforting myself, that by brisk walking, it isn't doing much of a harm. Guess I'm proven wrong. Nonetheless, with the right mentality, I am hardy enough to overcome this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betweenthetlines to troublesmeltlikelemondrops.tumblr.com. Thumblr's basically for inspirational pictures. Not making a switch any time soon I guess. Go Blogger! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight. xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2335732814652855804?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2335732814652855804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/09/troubles-melt-like-lemon-drops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2335732814652855804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2335732814652855804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/09/troubles-melt-like-lemon-drops.html' title='Troubles Melt Like Lemon Drops'/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-377559451037182832</id><published>2010-09-15T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:41:31.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/S_AdQ17o8sI/AAAAAAAAFmM/dmzMyaPly9E/s1600/tumblr_kvxughpzSD1qa0ofyo1_500_large.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/S_AdQ17o8sI/AAAAAAAAFmM/dmzMyaPly9E/s400/tumblr_kvxughpzSD1qa0ofyo1_500_large.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471905722447491778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-377559451037182832?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/377559451037182832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/377559451037182832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/377559451037182832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/S_AdQ17o8sI/AAAAAAAAFmM/dmzMyaPly9E/s72-c/tumblr_kvxughpzSD1qa0ofyo1_500_large.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-8187202482651009783</id><published>2010-09-15T03:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T02:25:57.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VYd_doxZIYM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VYd_doxZIYM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; GN sang to, Somewhere Over The Rainbow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prevent my mind from going into an overdrive.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight/morning. (03:21am)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-8187202482651009783?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8187202482651009783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8187202482651009783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8187202482651009783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-5515240018680160293</id><published>2010-09-15T03:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T03:09:09.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sa5MVOWXEWI/AAAAAAAAFMc/x8nP7No8mAw/s1600-h/20090303012219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sa5MVOWXEWI/AAAAAAAAFMc/x8nP7No8mAw/s320/20090303012219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309264938229240162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are there because something tells me so. Share with me how life's treating you, how everything your going through is driving you to an early grave, who you love spending your 5-11 hours with, what's on your mind right now, even the sin of excessive consumption of food your craving for. I'm kind of stuck right now, on what I should be filling this space with. It seemed that everything I'm about to spill, is turning to a personal affair. (The fact, I'm a really private person). Or maybe, I should continue this 'sharing session', perhaps to attract a motley crew. Formidable enough, a one sentence post. Well, according to dighead_lorry27@hotmail.com, he might just bug me all day for longer posts. Therefore, to ensure 'safety', I guess I'm sticking to my buffer zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fervently believe I'm going to get through all this late nights and sleeping disorder once I'm done with my Graduation Project. Its like an average part of getting through the day, as much so ho-hum-life-sucks-and-then-you-die. Probably, a malady that easily could have ended my life - would become a national joke. Digging further, having yawned 9 out of the 10 times, is somehow... Unberable. (Like what my Maths teacher, Mr Lin, saying about how unberable we'll become if we're unable to ace Bearings questions). To solve the whole equation, I simply need someone to entertain me. (Like what Tracy, Loretta and Gerald did today, a form of chagrin, really woke me up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go now. Keep it real. Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-5515240018680160293?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5515240018680160293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-readers-i-know-you-are-there-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5515240018680160293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5515240018680160293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/09/hi-readers-i-know-you-are-there-because.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sa5MVOWXEWI/AAAAAAAAFMc/x8nP7No8mAw/s72-c/20090303012219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-3168531523747447657</id><published>2010-05-04T01:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T03:09:39.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I type this, songs from We Shot The Moon and Michael Learns to Rock, goes on replay. What a weird combination, but its pretty damn good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrolling through my 'Bookmarks', I clicked on ______'s* livejournal/blog/tumblr. Every night, without fail, I'll be crossing my fingers, hoping lady luck's on my side, to see if there's a new post by her. The way she blogs, makes me want to carry on reading more, so much more, till to the very last post, or may be even, rereading it all over again. Her page, entertains me. With the wide range of vocabulary used, she makes me want to pick that dictionary up, and memorize the whole thick load. She gives me inspiration. On top of that,I could actually put myself in her shoes, "experiencing" all that that she's going through. How I wish, I can ameliorate the whole situation she's facing. As a matter of fact, we're pretty much on the same boat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I won't mention who she is, because I know, questions, comments, sick jokes or wisecracks will come knocking. A secret, it shall be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week break, in preparation for the upcoming examinations. Ahh, I'm really nervous, but at the same time, can't wait to get it all over and done with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 2:10am, &amp; I've a date with WJ tomorrow at 11am. &lt;br /&gt;I'll set my body alarm and phone alarm. 7:30am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, also, * is the reason, I'm starting to blog all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-3168531523747447657?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/3168531523747447657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-i-type-this-songs-from-we-shot-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/3168531523747447657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/3168531523747447657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-i-type-this-songs-from-we-shot-moon.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-5630402202219408033</id><published>2010-05-03T01:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T02:24:22.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed how you watched me from across the dining table, making sure I ate my food.&lt;br /&gt;I missed how you grabbed my wrist, telling me how thin it was. &lt;br /&gt;I missed how you gave me that reassuring look when you could tell, I wasn't myself.&lt;br /&gt;I missed how you sat beside me when I was 5, filling my sticker-book with new stickers.&lt;br /&gt;I missed how you taught me to hold a pencil/pen the correct way. &lt;br /&gt;I missed how you told me stories of the past.&lt;br /&gt;I missed how you pat my head, telling me I was a good girl.&lt;br /&gt;I missed how you came up to me every Saturday, telling me to help out with the housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed all these little things.&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't notice, but I do. &lt;br /&gt;I regret not spending enough time with you, now that you're in such a state. &lt;br /&gt;I hate stifling my tears, so no one could hear. &lt;br /&gt;I hate pretending I'm okay, when clearly, I'm not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay by your side, holding your warm hands, hoping you'll understand how much I want you to stay strong, and not give up. Selfish as it may sound, I don't want you to leave, not now, not any time soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Granddad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-5630402202219408033?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5630402202219408033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-missed-how-you-watch-me-from-across.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5630402202219408033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5630402202219408033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-missed-how-you-watch-me-from-across.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-4470772028949212311</id><published>2010-01-01T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T18:44:41.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sz3J_2gZY7I/AAAAAAAAFk4/HlGtSI-QzCk/s1600-h/Untitled-Scanned-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sz3J_2gZY7I/AAAAAAAAFk4/HlGtSI-QzCk/s400/Untitled-Scanned-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421711625224283058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how did you spent your New Year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing something for a change, unlike the usual, catching the countdown celebration on channel 5 with relatives from all over, this year, I spent it with Loretta, Marilyn and Priscilla. They were amazing and I really enjoyed their company. It definitely transcended just amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us shared the same denominator, for the fact we wanted to catch the beautiful fireworks. Though some may say, its just f.i.r.e.w.o.r.k.s, we thought that to catch it live and with great company, this was something intangible. We laughed till our sides hurt, playing Poker and Taiti, to keep us preoccupied before the clock strikes midnight. The excitement and anticipation led us to shouting at the top of our voices, accompanied by fellow strangers surrounding us. Its pretty amazing how different pedigree of people, hailed from the same place, were able to assimilate in together for the biggest celebration of the year. On top of that, its pleasant to see how others in their own way, endearing to the four of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We covered 3/4 of what the four of us, individually look out for in a guy. From the hair, eye, lips, body, dressing, personality and so on. Its funny because, this entertained us so well. Apparently, that was the picture of our perfect guy. Up to this date, no one filled the whole criteria, yet. (Hahaha!) Time, time, time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EBKJA. XX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-4470772028949212311?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4470772028949212311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-how-did-you-spent-your-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4470772028949212311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4470772028949212311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-how-did-you-spent-your-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sz3J_2gZY7I/AAAAAAAAFk4/HlGtSI-QzCk/s72-c/Untitled-Scanned-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2355005860471954084</id><published>2009-12-29T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:51:17.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SzmYwwKv0FI/AAAAAAAAFkw/chKiRPQCdeQ/s1600-h/tumblr_ku7wz8mLsX1qza9o7o1_500_large.png.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SzmYwwKv0FI/AAAAAAAAFkw/chKiRPQCdeQ/s400/tumblr_ku7wz8mLsX1qza9o7o1_500_large.png.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420531589848223826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show addiction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2355005860471954084?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2355005860471954084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/show-addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2355005860471954084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2355005860471954084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/show-addiction.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SzmYwwKv0FI/AAAAAAAAFkw/chKiRPQCdeQ/s72-c/tumblr_ku7wz8mLsX1qza9o7o1_500_large.png.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-5476218746860843528</id><published>2009-12-21T22:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T02:45:28.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sy-S_xyiBJI/AAAAAAAAFko/XfYZNrXozqo/s1600-h/eFsDRN9O9n3wyfqpsBMTqM8go1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sy-S_xyiBJI/AAAAAAAAFko/XfYZNrXozqo/s400/eFsDRN9O9n3wyfqpsBMTqM8go1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417710501144691858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of work and it is already so tiresome. I've never felt so drained out before. My legs feeling all wobbly, due to the 8 hours of standing. Never have I felt so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed mummy's cooking. Anyway, met a whole bunch of new friends (mostly from the West Side), Valerie, Shasha, Libi, Dutt, Elane, Mr Fazial and Miss Yoshin, just to name a few. They're such affable people (even the cleaner lady!!), making oneself feel so welcomed. It is great working with them, it is such pleasant experience. This makes me look forward to work everyday. 3 more days, and I'm done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home in the train, nothing entertained me more than observing the brand of clothes worn by both male and female. From high end boutiques of Banana Republic, Ralph Lauren, Zara to affordable brands of G200, Mango, Topshop, Club21, DKNY, and the most affordable and cheapest, This Fashion, Cart shops, Peninsula Plaza, Bugis Street, etc. On top of that, looking at how a formidable lady in her mid thirties rushing for the empty seat, without sparing a thought for the elderly who clearly was eyeing on it for a long time. Where their heart went? And what disgusted me was, when I saw how this men took advantage of the crowd in the train, that he went so close to this China lady, smelling her hair, pushing his body so close to hers. Though I would not say all men are like that, but they ought to do some soul-searching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I'm wiped. Gonna turn in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be safe. XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-5476218746860843528?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5476218746860843528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/2nd-day-of-work-and-it-is-already-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5476218746860843528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5476218746860843528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/2nd-day-of-work-and-it-is-already-so.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sy-S_xyiBJI/AAAAAAAAFko/XfYZNrXozqo/s72-c/eFsDRN9O9n3wyfqpsBMTqM8go1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-7745439149246652145</id><published>2009-12-06T16:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:43:55.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SyC0IZ0tupI/AAAAAAAAFkY/gEaybt0jUo4/s1600-h/tumblr_kqiehsKmih1qzcw0co1_400_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SyC0IZ0tupI/AAAAAAAAFkY/gEaybt0jUo4/s400/tumblr_kqiehsKmih1qzcw0co1_400_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413524808563276434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kwiyowo kwiyowo utseulttae kwiyowo&lt;br /&gt;Nomu kwiyowo naman-eui yeonin keudae&lt;br /&gt;Moshisseo moshisseo nomu moshisseoseo&lt;br /&gt;Gaseumi k'ongdak k'ongdak ddwineungeol eottokhae&lt;br /&gt;Turyeowo turyeowo neo-eui keu tu nunbit&lt;br /&gt;Ppajweo beorilgeo katta yojeum suyeongbaewo&lt;br /&gt;Sekshihae sekshihae neo-eui keu swaegolppyeo k'iseuhae jugo ship'eun maeum imank'eum&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother is coming home tonight! Its been 5 days, I missed him. The family's going to pick him up, in a while. Anyway, bumped into K and E today. Lovely couple. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go get change! Toodles. XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-7745439149246652145?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7745439149246652145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/kwiyowo-kwiyowo-utseulttae-kwiyowo-nomu_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7745439149246652145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7745439149246652145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/kwiyowo-kwiyowo-utseulttae-kwiyowo-nomu_06.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SyC0IZ0tupI/AAAAAAAAFkY/gEaybt0jUo4/s72-c/tumblr_kqiehsKmih1qzcw0co1_400_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6941455810886637105</id><published>2009-12-06T16:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:37:04.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have the time and the mood to.. do a post. The last few weeks I was too engrossed and caught up with this Korean Drama series, EoE. The storyline's interesting, soundtrack fits perfectly well, and the casts are such eye candies. I found myself fast forwarding the clips to parts where Dong Chul and Yong Ran were in it. I found myself obsessed. To the extent, I'm starting to like Korean Songs (This won't last long, my interest is short!), and learning the language. I even restricted myself coming online, and away from fashion website. Now, I switched on the computer with no purpose because I've finished all 56 episodes thoroughly. Mummy calls me weird, because she knew I once abhorred anything to do with Koreans. Apparently, this particular show changed it all. Hence, this is definitely up for recommendation, to those (like me), who finds Korean shows a waste of time, you can't miss this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is just round the corner. Christmas tree, stockings, presents, miniature snowman, are all in place. However, this christmas period feels as though something is missing. (Haven't made my trip down to Ikea!) On a serious note, I think I've not made peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my niche as someone who sells chocolates. For just 5 days, it seems rather promising, worthy and attractive. With this, I can pay daddy The Debt I owe him. Anyhow, I'm neurotic about my health. (Its back). Scratch that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car, on the way to get durians for the relatives, one Saturday night, I was catching snippets of people's conversation, by their body language, face expression, and the way they dressed, it somehow tells a lot, giving me a sneaky peak into the lives of others. Man getting drunk on the roadside, an old lady tending to her stall of magazines and newspapers all by herself at 10pm, on the roadside, skimpy dressed ladies, throwing themselves to passer-by (Men), on the well known street of red light district, pals and girlfriends fascination of the surroundings and the whole stretch of fruit stalls competing with each other, with prices of durians going as low as $2 and as high as $300, each. All this small detailed stuff amazes me. Note to self: Singleton in the company of such rowdy crowds, isn't safe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's rather nippy this few weeks, be safe. &lt;br /&gt;Keep it real. Take care. XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6941455810886637105?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6941455810886637105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-i-finally-have-time-and-mood-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6941455810886637105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6941455810886637105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-i-finally-have-time-and-mood-to.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-3480286386702804573</id><published>2009-11-18T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T16:22:32.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Korean songs makes me sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-3480286386702804573?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/3480286386702804573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/korean-songs-makes-me-sad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/3480286386702804573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/3480286386702804573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/korean-songs-makes-me-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-4803449368175168</id><published>2009-11-15T20:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:22:38.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sv_9qb7q4aI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/Ama7FPAE-s8/s1600-h/eden6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sv_9qb7q4aI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/Ama7FPAE-s8/s400/eden6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404316983362249122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this book. However, I can't really remember the name of it now, any of its characters or contents, but the quote is indelible, does not come out in the wash, has been on my mind ever since. No matter how many chemicals I have ever used to bleach or sandblast my brain, I know by now, only too well, that you can never get away from yourself because you never go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the monsoon season now, and I've been feeling under the weather lately. I think I'm going to swallow about a few caplets of Strepsils, a prescription sore throat medicine and maybe Panadol too, for hay fever. The drug, unlike most antihistamines, is not highly soporific, so I won't fall asleep for a long time, long enough to avoid anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mummy are to engross watching this Taiwan show. They would skip anything for this show. Its unbelievable, really. Anyway, awesome day with Loretta today. This holiday's definitely going to keep us preoccupied. Nets card ready, that will be complete. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently addicted to this Korean drama series. (Above. Ahhhhh!) I'm going to Google or Youtube it. I simply am too impatient to wait of the next episode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay gold! XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-4803449368175168?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4803449368175168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/read-this-book.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4803449368175168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4803449368175168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/read-this-book.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sv_9qb7q4aI/AAAAAAAAFkQ/Ama7FPAE-s8/s72-c/eden6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-1349940950316461635</id><published>2009-11-12T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:09:08.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SvwW21ik4ZI/AAAAAAAAFkI/ow4Lvm1k1Bk/s1600-h/P12-11-09_17.21%5B02%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SvwW21ik4ZI/AAAAAAAAFkI/ow4Lvm1k1Bk/s320/P12-11-09_17.21%5B02%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403218784278602130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SvwW2YwA8sI/AAAAAAAAFkA/9QqzsCvP6Z8/s1600-h/P12-11-09_17.22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SvwW2YwA8sI/AAAAAAAAFkA/9QqzsCvP6Z8/s320/P12-11-09_17.22.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403218776550339266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays have finally 'started'. Well, officially. WeiShan and I went shopping today. My legs are hurting due to that walking. Bad weather, it rained. However, the company was great. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She kept complaining that I talked too loud. (Who says that!) Whatever it is, we had heaps of fun. Dinner at Soup Spoon? The spicy potato was delicious. Too spicy that my lips were burning. After which, saw Keith at Wisma, its been a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother and his CJC friends are downstairs BBQ-ing now. They're affable people. :) Talked to them for a bit, and rushed home to catch PoloBoys! (What can I say? Max and Keong are hot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More shopping tomorrow! Time to text CO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay gold. 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SvLQDopwgmI/AAAAAAAAFig/nIPI_fPKst4/s320/SRJ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400607664041394786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah Carey - I know what love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day. XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-5351176072137400896?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5351176072137400896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/tomorrow-and-its-4-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5351176072137400896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5351176072137400896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/11/tomorrow-and-its-4-years.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SvLQDopwgmI/AAAAAAAAFig/nIPI_fPKst4/s72-c/SRJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-4093822936570391676</id><published>2009-10-17T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T20:01:24.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/StmyA-xyRMI/AAAAAAAAFiY/IYnw5HpBpKE/s1600-h/beyourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/StmyA-xyRMI/AAAAAAAAFiY/IYnw5HpBpKE/s320/beyourself.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393537758674437314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-4093822936570391676?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4093822936570391676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4093822936570391676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4093822936570391676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/StmyA-xyRMI/AAAAAAAAFiY/IYnw5HpBpKE/s72-c/beyourself.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-5934570628272466765</id><published>2009-10-03T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:19:35.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>29.9.09 10:02pm&lt;br /&gt;Gerald L :)&lt;br /&gt;Haha I just reached malaysia ill cal u when I get back haha :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03.10.09 05:35am&lt;br /&gt;Gerald L :)&lt;br /&gt;Haha im back im back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald's finally back! Today's awesome. Have a great weekend. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SsbqFYNHfdI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/YBYKHcAcV1c/s1600-h/Untitled-Stitched-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SsbqFYNHfdI/AAAAAAAAFiQ/YBYKHcAcV1c/s320/Untitled-Stitched-31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388251382313090514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Ssbp3aToY0I/AAAAAAAAFiI/FWCZTcFv3fg/s1600-h/Untitled-Stitched-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Ssbp3aToY0I/AAAAAAAAFiI/FWCZTcFv3fg/s320/Untitled-Stitched-28.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388251142359114562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Ssbp3GdbGgI/AAAAAAAAFiA/TbGm658UxyQ/s1600-h/Untitled-Stitched-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Srrs24cdXQI/AAAAAAAAFgw/G25Lxa3xbtM/s320/10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384876732083690754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2416087928203426756?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2416087928203426756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2416087928203426756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2416087928203426756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Srrt66wqu8I/AAAAAAAAFhg/BzjFYC4DmAk/s72-c/Bestfriend!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-7280422219553241546</id><published>2009-09-10T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:14:35.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mark : "My roommate thinks we’re at the point in our roommateship where she can walk around naked. Because, you know, I’m so used to seeing naked white girls walk around at home. Ah, help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Haven't you heard, fashion is art, art is love, love is real. Maybe you should walk around naked too. Hope your having fun in Salt Lake City! XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday plans were cancelled, just because my dear brother didn't want to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to upload any videos or pictures. The next time, perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the holidays. Stay gold. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-7280422219553241546?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7280422219553241546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/09/mark-my-roommate-thinks-were-at-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7280422219553241546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7280422219553241546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/09/mark-my-roommate-thinks-were-at-point.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-5939510633761318283</id><published>2009-08-29T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:54:01.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got to know a new friend from W-H-I, his name is Bobby, and he's from Paris. &lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been rather productive, and I'm satisfied. &lt;br /&gt;I'll be able to complete my final tomorrow. However, mummy don't buy that. &lt;br /&gt;I've exceeded my time limit. &lt;br /&gt;I somehow find Selena Gomez really gorgeous. &lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to carrot, carrot+celery juice, orange juice/egg tart/Nougat/mini jelly. &lt;br /&gt;I love looking at the moon. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday and I look forward to it. &lt;br /&gt;I miss T. &lt;br /&gt;I don't like doing nothing. &lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling with self image. &lt;br /&gt;I want to be thin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-5939510633761318283?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5939510633761318283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-got-to-know-new-friend-from-w-h-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5939510633761318283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5939510633761318283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-got-to-know-new-friend-from-w-h-i.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6170765019794357127</id><published>2009-08-16T15:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:36:22.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SofDorfRUxI/AAAAAAAAFgA/MTCRuqG4v44/s1600-h/n631466781_1778164_7635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SofDorfRUxI/AAAAAAAAFgA/MTCRuqG4v44/s320/n631466781_1778164_7635.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370476184298672914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, brother and I, we spent almost the whole night yesterday, trying to catch hold of that flying-beetle that flew to mummy's hair. However, after several attempt, we gave up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September holidays being round the corner, the family's still coming to a conclusion on where our holiday getaway would be.  Rome, Lebanon, Thailand, China or Malaysia. Everyone has individual likings, that explains why we can't decide on one particular place. (Crosses fingers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a heart-to-heart talk with Mummy. She really let it all out, whatever that's bothering her and whatnot. I feel for her. Plus the fact, she mentioned about her rather devoted, loving, rich ex-boyfriend, and how she ditched him. Hilarious story, but oh mummy, where did you put your heart at that point of time. On top of what she told me, I shared with her my lil secret. Good to get it off my chest, actually. (P.S I missed the times we all did karaoke together) Btw, its pronounced as ca-ri-o-ki, and not kah-ra-o-k, people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for this Christmas. Hassan's coming down! Whooo-hoooo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song for the day: Look What You've Done - Jet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moffatts or Hanson? Which would be your pick? Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week in school. Keep it real. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6170765019794357127?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6170765019794357127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-night-mummy-brother-and-i-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6170765019794357127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6170765019794357127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-night-mummy-brother-and-i-we.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SofDorfRUxI/AAAAAAAAFgA/MTCRuqG4v44/s72-c/n631466781_1778164_7635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-9202054507744435587</id><published>2009-08-09T16:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:45:06.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sn6aagNupuI/AAAAAAAAFf4/gbDj5AofjTU/s1600-h/20090118023621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sn6aagNupuI/AAAAAAAAFf4/gbDj5AofjTU/s320/20090118023621.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367897585987004130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Manhunt [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;2. Otis [ x ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Scan [  ]&lt;br /&gt;4. First down [  ]&lt;br /&gt;5. Map 1213 [  ]&lt;br /&gt;6. Subdivision [  ]&lt;br /&gt;7. Buried [  ]&lt;br /&gt;8. Dead Fall [  ]&lt;br /&gt;9. Unearthed [  ]&lt;br /&gt;10. Rendezvous [  ]&lt;br /&gt;11. Bolshoi Booze [  ]&lt;br /&gt;12. Disconnect [  ]&lt;br /&gt;13. The Killing Box [  ]&lt;br /&gt;14. John Doe [  ]&lt;br /&gt;15. The Message [  ]&lt;br /&gt;16. Chicago [  ]&lt;br /&gt;17. Bad Blood [  ]&lt;br /&gt;18. Wash [  ]&lt;br /&gt;19. Sweet Caroline [  ]&lt;br /&gt;20. Panama [  ]&lt;br /&gt;21. Fin Del Camino [  ]&lt;br /&gt;22. Sona [  ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But in my heart you start to grow on me&lt;br /&gt;Kind of suddenly&lt;br /&gt;So now I've changed direction"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the weekend's treating you well! I've just done a video blog, unfortunately, I can't seemed to post it up. Dope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Happy Birthday Joshua with the extra E! The E's kinda silent. No, actually you've to pronounce it like, Josh-sher? Apparently he's weird. He prefers it just Josh. So be it. Anyway, his friends were sleeping like logs this morning, and poor fella threw ice on them, but it didn't work. So.. he left, having a phobia of parents. On top of that, dogs were constantly barking at him, like he's some criminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sleep deprived lately, and its driving me to an early grave. Sucking on sour sweets, having large cups of coffee, giving myself slaps, and a pinch, ain't fun. Not even a tad bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks tonight would be gorgeous. If you happened to be near City Hall area, be sure not to miss it. Have a good day all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-9202054507744435587?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/9202054507744435587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/1_09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/9202054507744435587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/9202054507744435587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/1_09.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sn6aagNupuI/AAAAAAAAFf4/gbDj5AofjTU/s72-c/20090118023621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-4778989171349447941</id><published>2009-08-01T20:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:29:24.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SnQwoytkfDI/AAAAAAAAFfo/vhe8tklctCc/s1600-h/DSC00432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SnQwoytkfDI/AAAAAAAAFfo/vhe8tklctCc/s320/DSC00432.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364966533470911538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pilot [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;2. Allen [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;3. Cell Test [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;4. Cute Poison [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;5. Fitz or Percy [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;6. Drills and the devil p1 [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;7. Drills and the devil p2 [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;8. The old head [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;9. Tweener [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;10. Sleight of hand [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;11. And then there were 7 [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;12. Odd man out[ x ]&lt;br /&gt;13. End of the tunnel [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;14. The rat [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;15. The skin and the teeth [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;16. Brother's keepers [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;17. J-cat [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;18. Bluff [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;19. The key [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;20. Tonight [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;21. Go [ x ]&lt;br /&gt;22. Flight[ x ]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-4778989171349447941?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4778989171349447941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4778989171349447941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4778989171349447941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SnQwoytkfDI/AAAAAAAAFfo/vhe8tklctCc/s72-c/DSC00432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-1005804276147389694</id><published>2009-07-25T18:57:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:03:59.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Smryvt0NffI/AAAAAAAAFfY/Xf96yaCdw_8/s1600-h/wentworth_miller_lit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Smryvt0NffI/AAAAAAAAFfY/Xf96yaCdw_8/s320/wentworth_miller_lit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362365207904353778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SmryvbThh7I/AAAAAAAAFfQ/zXNgdqvB6N4/s1600-h/wentworth_miller_4.0.0.0x0.420x670.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SmryvbThh7I/AAAAAAAAFfQ/zXNgdqvB6N4/s320/wentworth_miller_4.0.0.0x0.420x670.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362365202935416754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SmryvMIykvI/AAAAAAAAFfI/w-5_-R_rVKg/s1600-h/wentworth_miller_03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SmryvMIykvI/AAAAAAAAFfI/w-5_-R_rVKg/s320/wentworth_miller_03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362365198863864562" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;Too many unpleasant stuffs are happening recently. Sometimes, wouldn't you prefer just not knowing at all? Scratch that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JG and I were talking yesterday, and we started getting really serious. Somehow it ruined the whole mood. We brought down the whole atmosphere. Now, its only left with awkwardness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a Prison Break marathon, right from season 1. How exhilarating. (Wentworth Miller, you make me fall in love with you) Thanks Tracy, for the DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch today was heavy. Really heavy. Big in proportion and high in calories. Food from: RiverValley, Shore Restaurant, Hans, and Bakery point (There's a strand of hair inside the package, how unhygienic!). Check it twice, or thrice before having it purchased. I can't stomach anymore food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't have eyes on me. Especially today, down at CJC. I've a phobia of people staring. Not only there, you name it. Everywhere I turn to, I can sense it. Mummy will go, "Your friends? Why are they smiling at you?" It gives me the creeps. I've to overcome this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend. Take care. XX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-1005804276147389694?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1005804276147389694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-many-unpleasant-stuffs-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/1005804276147389694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/1005804276147389694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-many-unpleasant-stuffs-are.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Smryvt0NffI/AAAAAAAAFfY/Xf96yaCdw_8/s72-c/wentworth_miller_lit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6515560606374540788</id><published>2009-07-12T17:32:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:51:46.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Slm9dsBmb-I/AAAAAAAAFcg/hk-npN9es14/s1600-h/Pic+47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Slm9dsBmb-I/AAAAAAAAFcg/hk-npN9es14/s320/Pic+47.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521549465645026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Slm9dvvBqBI/AAAAAAAAFcY/dIEnLMA7MVw/s1600-h/strangers_ver4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Slm9dvvBqBI/AAAAAAAAFcY/dIEnLMA7MVw/s320/strangers_ver4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521550461478930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Slm9dfrVGfI/AAAAAAAAFcQ/i0Gr0tp9il4/s1600-h/n26748225422_1665481_9785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Slm9dfrVGfI/AAAAAAAAFcQ/i0Gr0tp9il4/s320/n26748225422_1665481_9785.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357521546151008754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, and its mid July. Time really flies. Lets see what happened the past few days/what I came across/what's happening this week, and... we'll just see. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Wednesday, 8th July, 9pm, was at MJ's tribute at Zirca, Clarke Quay. Had an awesome time. I was complaining about the long queue when David Archuleta was in Singapore, in person. But, just a tribute for Michael Jackson, the queue was at least 6 times longer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; I chanced upon "Go Ahead Quote Me" in the Life! section on Friday, and this was what Megan Fox said, "There is this Korean Justin Timberlake named Rain. And I'm really on his situation now. I'm trying to fix this up. I'm working hard." Good grief! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Michael Jackson's song are playing on repeat, everyday. The Way You Make Me Feel, They Don't Care About Us, You Are Not Alone, Off the Wall, just to name a few. His songs are filling up my ipod space. Time to: YouTube MJ, again. Its like a routine now. He is my routine. How I wish he's alive. Frankly speaking, I even dream of him. NOT weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; My dear brother was having his packet of sour power when out of the blue, he said, " Who ate it? Why is it there's so little left now?" He accused mummy. He must have lost count. Good time to write an assay about - The Accused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Church every Sunday, I see AT. He's hot! We used to chat online almost everyday when he was back in the States. But now that he's back in Singapore, it took me a while to recall that he IS A! (I presume it goes the same for him). Hopefully, everything will be back on track, soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. &lt;/strong&gt;I used to wake up seeing Zac Efron's and David Archuleta's poster on my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;But now, Zac Efron's still up there, David Archuleta's replaced. Now, I wake up seeing Michael Jackson and Zac.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Saturday, daddy wanted to patronise his favourtie noodle shop, he knew I didn't like the noodles there, so he wanted to drive me to Parkway Parade just for Subway, or Fish and Co, for the fish and chips, OR, anywhere that sold spaghetti. I was really touched. But in the end, I didn't want to be like some spoilt brat, I ate the noodles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Harry Potter this week! Can't wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Can't wait to meet up with Loretta and Gerald H this Saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. &lt;/strong&gt;I just realised that I'm scared of thunderstorms. (For now, at least)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; Watched The Stranger last night. (Its based on true story) I love the movie! Its a MUST WATCH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; Emma Watson's photoshoot for Burberry's gorgeous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. &lt;/strong&gt; Gerald L and Joshuae G kept me company on Friday night, while I was up, really late. (It was raining = Thunderstorms!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt; Messenger isn't working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, have a good week in school! Take care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-G-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6515560606374540788?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6515560606374540788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-tomorrow-and-its-mid-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6515560606374540788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6515560606374540788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-tomorrow-and-its-mid-of-july.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Slm9dsBmb-I/AAAAAAAAFcg/hk-npN9es14/s72-c/Pic+47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-960765314712019615</id><published>2009-07-01T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:02:07.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmxT21uFRwM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WmxT21uFRwM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tai6ILLbsmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tai6ILLbsmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the world's greatest singers (Lionel Richie, Steve Wonder, Michael Jackson, Diana Ross, Paul Simon, Kenny Rogers, Tina Turner, Ray Charles, and many more), they come together to produce songs like: We Are The World, written by Michael Jackson and Lionel Richie. Awesome song indeed. Also, one for the most played songs on my iTunes playlist now is: Where Are You Now- Honor Society. :) (Talan &amp; Mark, you asked for this 'singalong').&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-960765314712019615?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/960765314712019615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-worlds-greatest-singers-lionel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/960765314712019615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/960765314712019615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-worlds-greatest-singers-lionel.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6312537696506376486</id><published>2009-06-26T20:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T20:53:09.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkTDSz3WrTI/AAAAAAAAFbg/rjvebYpfxqg/s1600-h/michaeljackson_givein480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkTDSz3WrTI/AAAAAAAAFbg/rjvebYpfxqg/s320/michaeljackson_givein480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351616985150434610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't find the words to express how deeply sadden I am by Michael Jackson's passing. He has been practicing for his London greatest comeback tour, but unfortunately it is not going to happen anymore. Those freakish series of scandals were obviously made-up, they were only out to see him fall from his throne. He simply didn't deserve such humiliation and hatred. "Jackson ranked alongside Elvis Presley and the Beatles as the biggest pop sensation of all time." I totally agree with that statement. Michael Jackson is a sensationally gifted person, and that is the reason why he is named as The &lt;strong&gt;'King of Pop'&lt;/strong&gt;. He makes music come to life. He'll be missed and always be remembered. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6312537696506376486?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6312537696506376486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-find-words-to-express-how-deeply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6312537696506376486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6312537696506376486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-find-words-to-express-how-deeply.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkTDSz3WrTI/AAAAAAAAFbg/rjvebYpfxqg/s72-c/michaeljackson_givein480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-4717306894726586303</id><published>2009-06-23T10:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:42:19.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkBNvhntGXI/AAAAAAAAFbY/vg2MSJ5DENs/s1600-h/the-oc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkBNvhntGXI/AAAAAAAAFbY/vg2MSJ5DENs/s320/the-oc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350361836190243186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkBNvU0SC-I/AAAAAAAAFbQ/11t2UzTxmMw/s1600-h/corbin-bleu-beautiful-life-promos-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkBNvU0SC-I/AAAAAAAAFbQ/11t2UzTxmMw/s320/corbin-bleu-beautiful-life-promos-08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350361832753335266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkBNvKA-7RI/AAAAAAAAFbI/YbrMuM22b4M/s1600-h/fear-mark-wahlberg-245226_300_429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkBNvKA-7RI/AAAAAAAAFbI/YbrMuM22b4M/s320/fear-mark-wahlberg-245226_300_429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350361829853818130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still recall staying up late every Wednesday (If I'm not mistaken), just to catch The OC - My favourite show back then. But now, there are too many to list down. Too many to watch, with the need to find the 'extra' time. Shows like Harper's Island, The Beautiful Life, Desperate Housewives, Prison Break, Gossip Girl, 90210, How I Met Your Mother, etc, are shows I watch to take a break from everything. Every week is like a zany new episode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to be a Yuppie? (Me! Me! Me!) Not me, you. (Talan, please try to confine yourself to spending $3000 a week) It'll somehow not put my mind at ease. Not, I repeat. (Hint, hint, hint!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating the past few days. I was away, literally. Hope everyone's doing okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear was on HBO Family last Saturday. A show that gives you the urge to walloping the people in the movie, just because you'll feel sympathetic and heartache towards the ladies, in specific, Reese Witherspoon's best guy friend, and her dad. Though its just a show, its happening in reality as well. What a jerk? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I've exceeded my 'actual usage'. I'm going to do my everyday routine, after a slice of honey baked ham sandwich. Can't wait for tomorrow. RWB, here I come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care. X&lt;br /&gt;-G-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-4717306894726586303?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4717306894726586303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-still-recall-staying-up-late-every.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4717306894726586303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4717306894726586303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-still-recall-staying-up-late-every.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SkBNvhntGXI/AAAAAAAAFbY/vg2MSJ5DENs/s72-c/the-oc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6609174534421234735</id><published>2009-06-19T10:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:02:28.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP-KFnYg6Hw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rP-KFnYg6Hw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dumb-Hilarious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. I just awoke from my slumber. Up late last night. I couldn't even recall what I was doing then. I only remembered watching Prison Break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, met up with Honey (Mande) yesterday. Our legs almost gave way when we were at Tampines. We weren't into shopping yesterday darling. (We even wanted to head to town!) But, love the heart-to-heart talk with you at Starbucks. Hope everything went well after I left. :) Love you hon! (Simpang Bedok, Aston, New York New York, SOON!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Honey and I were chilling at Starbucks, guess who came to say hi? Gerald Lee. Seeing him, the feeling's intangible. Its been almost a month or two since I last saw him. He's ever so 'demented'. Always a 'warmonger' when talking to him. Caught up a while before he left, to no idea where. As a matter of fact, I really missed him. Freak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Father's day, is that right? I actually wished Daddy last week and even passed him his gift. How embarrassing. (Thanks to WeiShan. Love you women). Whatever it is, I still have to do the same for tomorrow. Daddy's really fussy when it comes to food. So I'll give it a pass, the idea of getting him lunch/dinner. He loves waffles. Hmmm.. any recommendation? (Gelare, New Zeland Natural or Haagen Dazs?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it real. XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6609174534421234735?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6609174534421234735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6609174534421234735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6609174534421234735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-8858640029356854056</id><published>2009-06-18T14:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T10:25:23.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sjnba8rvjlI/AAAAAAAAFaw/eN9f2JJK3_0/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sjnba8rvjlI/AAAAAAAAFaw/eN9f2JJK3_0/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348547288491855442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sjnba73vwSI/AAAAAAAAFao/AbouZI2SvfU/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sjnba73vwSI/AAAAAAAAFao/AbouZI2SvfU/s320/06.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348547288273764642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-8858640029356854056?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8858640029356854056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-of-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8858640029356854056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8858640029356854056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-of-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sjnba8rvjlI/AAAAAAAAFaw/eN9f2JJK3_0/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2161748706749144854</id><published>2009-06-15T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:48:39.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fLR3FRaFsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fLR3FRaFsQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's such a bad/wasted day. (Boring, a lot of nagging in the house, etc, etc..) Hope everyone's enjoying the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to google on how to spend the day wisely. I'm off! X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs for the day: GreenDay - 21 Guns and Oasis - Some Might Say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2161748706749144854?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2161748706749144854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-such-badwasted-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2161748706749144854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2161748706749144854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-such-badwasted-day.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6677017127461124661</id><published>2009-06-12T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T21:26:53.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SjJVk9R-6pI/AAAAAAAAFXA/Gj1FDtz2oxE/s1600-h/hush-puppies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SjJVk9R-6pI/AAAAAAAAFXA/Gj1FDtz2oxE/s320/hush-puppies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346429801055840914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SjJVk72cdwI/AAAAAAAAFW4/HcmAlM3ztJs/s1600-h/michael-kors-logo-tote-handbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SjJVk72cdwI/AAAAAAAAFW4/HcmAlM3ztJs/s320/michael-kors-logo-tote-handbag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346429800671901442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father's day is just round the corner, and I've decided on Hush Puppies and Michael Kors. Thanks for the suggestions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy bumping into people I know while shopping for the gift, was quite a number. My legs almost gave way, after all that walking. Anyway, those sales person who served me today, I've never met people like them, who were this friendly. Somehow, that made my day. Friendly sales person = happy customer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a breather. Talk to y'all soon. Have a great weekend. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6677017127461124661?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6677017127461124661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6677017127461124661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6677017127461124661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SjJVk9R-6pI/AAAAAAAAFXA/Gj1FDtz2oxE/s72-c/hush-puppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-1058509664838474651</id><published>2009-06-11T20:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:46:25.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to at least try to write something here, since quite a lot happened this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday celebration was awesome. Thanks for the company, surprises, the lovely gifts and greetings. I really appreciate it. Anyway, dinner with the family, somehow I felt we were all getting so much closer, so much bonded. The feeling's intangible. People asked, "So how does it feel being 17?". I answered, "I feel old. Can't you tell I'm already struggling with self image?" Whatever it is, enjoy your youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. this 17th birthday, it went rather smoothly. But, it was a real shocker to me, when Mummy told me that my GrandUncle passed away on the day itself, in the morning. I couldn't help but hold back my tears. Though, the family and I visits him and his wife only on New Year's day, I still felt this close relationship with them. They never fail to make us feel welcome, and they always treated us like we're their own children. We never took any pictures together, but that Lee Hwa necklace and woodpecker display stand, will always remind me of him, keeping him near my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the mood swings and whatnot, recently. The past two days, we were down at Holy Spirit Oratory, Church of the Holy Spirit, for the funeral. Just today, we proceeded to Mandai Crematorium, for the cremation. I'm starting to miss him already. If only we visited him more often. Whatever it is, I'll make time to drop by the church to 'visit' him. Note to all: Please learn to cherish your loved ones, now that they're still with you. Anyway, thanks WeiShan for the listening ear and the encouragment. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, my schedule's tight. Sorry if I cancelled some 'dates'. I'll replaced it on another day. Alright, I better get going. Take care. Be safe. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-1058509664838474651?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1058509664838474651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/1058509664838474651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/1058509664838474651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6615795505956907715</id><published>2009-06-07T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:33:00.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Church carnival, was alright. Just that the weather's terrible (In the morning). Gerard N and his band mates (Darren, Gabriel and some dude, Erwin wasn't there), were awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a whole bunch of people. Too many to list down. Sadly, I didn't see that fella (Its been two weeks!) and Petrina. Hopefully I'll see them soon! Loretta and Gerald H, were such great company. We left the carnival at about 1 plus, and headed to Cassandra's place. We played L4D and Guitar Hero (I sucked at both games, btw). The 3 of them, were like pros. I need to play more! Fret not, practice makes perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after so long, ever since he landed from America, we finally saw Joshua Hong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loretta: Isn't that Joshua Hong?&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Oh yeah. Lets go say hi.&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Joshua! &lt;br /&gt;Joshua: (Gives us that I don't-know-you face)&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Do you know who am I?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Haha ya. What you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Hmm.. walking around. You?&lt;br /&gt;Joshua: Oh. Haha. I'm going to the back.&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Oh okay, see you soon okay. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Joshuae: Bye!&lt;br /&gt;Loretta: Is it me, or he's hotter now?&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: So much hotter.&lt;br /&gt;Loretta: A bit fat right? Or body kong?&lt;br /&gt;Geraldine: Body kong!&lt;br /&gt;(Went off to tell Gerald)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're eating 18chef soon, can't wait! :) Anyway, I'll post the pictures up, after I've receive them from Loretta and Cassandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. dinner on Tuesday, which is a better choice? (Rainforest Cafe, Hard Rock Cafe, Billy Bombers, or Tony Romas?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy holidays! Spend it with your loved ones. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6615795505956907715?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6615795505956907715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/church-carnival-was-alright.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6615795505956907715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6615795505956907715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/church-carnival-was-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6335203605233230091</id><published>2009-06-06T18:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T19:35:47.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SipTcOSmDzI/AAAAAAAAFWw/fU2Ms-_LX1A/s1600-h/LENS!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SipTcOSmDzI/AAAAAAAAFWw/fU2Ms-_LX1A/s320/LENS!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344175652166045490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Lens, I've watched the DVD you made for me. While watching it, I actually teared. (Mummy was like, "she took the time to do this? So sweet of her.") Yeah, she watched it too. I know you have put in a lot of effort and time on that. It really meant a lot to me. That's the sweetest thing anyone has done. I really can't thank you enough. Sorry for upsetting you all the time, and neglecting you. Anyway, thanks for the advance birthday surprise, today. That was really thoughtful and sweet of you, to take the time and do all that, and coming all the way down to Simei just for this surprise. "Hurry, hurry, walk faster, the thing is going to melt!", "Omg, did I just threw the spoon away?" Haha! I really enjoyed the cake and chocolate/vanilla float, and of course, the company. Thanks for today, for everything you've done, and that priceless gift. I appreciate it. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, great song choice!&lt;br /&gt;1. Adam Lambert - No boundaries!!! &lt;br /&gt;2. Five - Closer to you&lt;br /&gt;3. Selena - Dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;4. Taylor Swift - You belong with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Wondergirls - Nobody (HAHA!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family woke up so early, just to accompany me to Paragon. I feel so bad, because in the end, I didn't get anything. Airport after which, to meet Grandma and Grandad. Great catching up with them. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald L's calling soon. (Tick tock, tick tock!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday! Have a great day. Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6335203605233230091?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6335203605233230091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-lens-ive-watched-dvd-you-made-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6335203605233230091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6335203605233230091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-lens-ive-watched-dvd-you-made-for.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SipTcOSmDzI/AAAAAAAAFWw/fU2Ms-_LX1A/s72-c/LENS!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-8819005709506124096</id><published>2009-06-05T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:37:20.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Siiu7VDOm5I/AAAAAAAAFWo/WOXifwBeBPE/s1600-h/20090602051437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Siiu7VDOm5I/AAAAAAAAFWo/WOXifwBeBPE/s320/20090602051437.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343713292161293202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I'm craving for Sushi. Anyone kind enough to get me some? (I guess not!) The scorching heat nearly killed me, making me see double image of everything, when crossing the road! Stupid migraine's adding fuel to fire. Alright, since I'm the only one at home, the curtains closed (I can't stand sunlight), a bowl of Honey Stars right beside me, iTunes playlist playing my favourite tunes, my Friday afternoon is turning out well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how is everyone doing? Any good music to recommend? Suggestions please! Day in school today was rather interesting. We did group work after a pretty long while. Grouped up to do some Picture Discussion for Orals. Good job guys! (Felicia, Seri, Melvin, Gerard!) Our work is an artistic work! This is actually one of the most colourful work, I've ever done. Hopefully, our work will attract the readers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up late last night, writing this article. While writing it, I felt a shiver run down my spine. The title's: Horror. I actually scared myself out. Good grief! (Song playing now: FM static - Tonight) Love this song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my brother just called. He's on his way back now. No more 'time alone'. I think, I'm going to get the door now. Stay gold people! Have a good weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days, and it's Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-8819005709506124096?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8819005709506124096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-im-craving-for-sushi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8819005709506124096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8819005709506124096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-im-craving-for-sushi.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Siiu7VDOm5I/AAAAAAAAFWo/WOXifwBeBPE/s72-c/20090602051437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-5876928838206621715</id><published>2009-06-03T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:46:22.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiYcJgqSNwI/AAAAAAAAFWg/QzQDdeJxAhU/s1600-h/XL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiYcJgqSNwI/AAAAAAAAFWg/QzQDdeJxAhU/s320/XL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342988957633361666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xavier Lur, 15, Singapore's most popular Twitterer with 55,000 followers. &lt;br /&gt;I was searching for him on T. Util...(Read the above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it real! XX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-5876928838206621715?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5876928838206621715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/xavier-lur-15-singapores-most-popular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5876928838206621715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5876928838206621715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/xavier-lur-15-singapores-most-popular.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiYcJgqSNwI/AAAAAAAAFWg/QzQDdeJxAhU/s72-c/XL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-8557193764958089754</id><published>2009-06-02T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T18:24:23.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiT9yhOvSYI/AAAAAAAAFWQ/h6w617wvoRo/s1600-h/20090501190336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiT9yhOvSYI/AAAAAAAAFWQ/h6w617wvoRo/s200/20090501190336.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342674102323726722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiT9yUkNzyI/AAAAAAAAFWI/VCQRSsJSshs/s1600-h/20090314122054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiT9yUkNzyI/AAAAAAAAFWI/VCQRSsJSshs/s200/20090314122054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342674098924146466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiT9yGTafII/AAAAAAAAFWA/DUuS_HOXd_I/s1600-h/20090509063810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiT9yGTafII/AAAAAAAAFWA/DUuS_HOXd_I/s200/20090509063810.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342674095095577730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interest: Chanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Tuesday. 2 down, 5 days to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crispy bacon for dinner! Yum, yum. :) Alright, my eyelids are closing. Talk to y'all soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for day: Breath You In - Thousand Foot Krutch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-8557193764958089754?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8557193764958089754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/interest-chanel-todays-tuesday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8557193764958089754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8557193764958089754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/interest-chanel-todays-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiT9yhOvSYI/AAAAAAAAFWQ/h6w617wvoRo/s72-c/20090501190336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-4113140544847330289</id><published>2009-06-01T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T16:11:32.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiOMjhlZ9BI/AAAAAAAAFVg/rHTp0DkDp5s/s1600-h/20090529000143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiOMjhlZ9BI/AAAAAAAAFVg/rHTp0DkDp5s/s320/20090529000143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342268124930110482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week of anticipation, Sunday turned out the opposite of what I expected. 7th June. 1 down, 6 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so into songs of John Mayer, Aaron Carter and Dream street, now. No idea why. Its like lullaby/sleeping pill, it puts me to sleep. Anyway, hope y'all are enjoying the 'holidays'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so stoked about the Mother Tongue results already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Poor Talan just fell on his skateboard and scraped his elbow. (Don't worry, it'll make a kissass scar). Haha. Wish you weren't in the stinking' building, so I could see you tonight, on web. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song for day: Dream Street - Jennifer Goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay gold. xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-G-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-4113140544847330289?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4113140544847330289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-week-of-anticipation-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4113140544847330289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4113140544847330289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-week-of-anticipation-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiOMjhlZ9BI/AAAAAAAAFVg/rHTp0DkDp5s/s72-c/20090529000143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-1769613595113569868</id><published>2009-05-30T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:05:21.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiEfrSjWh9I/AAAAAAAAFVY/JOuiraaas0c/s1600-h/217994_nu4e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiEfrSjWh9I/AAAAAAAAFVY/JOuiraaas0c/s320/217994_nu4e2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341585461613070290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iTunes doesn't seem to work, Mum's engross watching TV, Daddy, just left to meet his mates and my dear brother's still having his 'boxing' lesson. I've no one to whine to. Hmm.. I'll give Mark a call. What a great idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday. Wish me luck! I'm going to attempt something, I've never done before. Never. (Cross fingers) I've to pluck up that courage of mine and just.. do it. Shun the embarrassment! I am so pleaze_runmeoverwithaniceredcar@hotmail.com right now. I'm so full of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff ordered online, isn't here yet. Its been so long! (3days) I guess I'll receive it on Monday. Anyway, I ate noodles today, and there's slices of meat inside. There's something peculiar about it, but I've to admit, it tasted pretty delicious. (Still hater of meat/chicken).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've some important nonsense to get to. I'm going to T. After which, I'm going to rehearse my lines then, back to the BS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tomorrow's Sunday!!!!!!) &lt;br /&gt;Stay excellent. I adore you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-G-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-1769613595113569868?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1769613595113569868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-itunes-doesnt-seem-to-work-mums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/1769613595113569868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/1769613595113569868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-itunes-doesnt-seem-to-work-mums.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SiEfrSjWh9I/AAAAAAAAFVY/JOuiraaas0c/s72-c/217994_nu4e2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6413875807275967518</id><published>2009-05-28T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T15:42:38.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sh5AXP9Bm7I/AAAAAAAAFVQ/wNQ9Y1REotE/s1600-h/20090518040809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sh5AXP9Bm7I/AAAAAAAAFVQ/wNQ9Y1REotE/s320/20090518040809.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340776976271645618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Gerald Lee. HAHA. Freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to meet up with Loretta and Gerald H, tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs for the day: Jonas Brother - Tonight and Brian Mcknight - Back at one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6413875807275967518?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6413875807275967518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-gerald-lee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6413875807275967518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6413875807275967518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss-gerald-lee.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sh5AXP9Bm7I/AAAAAAAAFVQ/wNQ9Y1REotE/s72-c/20090518040809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-8183630336060851914</id><published>2009-05-25T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T17:06:35.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShpcmsSYnUI/AAAAAAAAFVI/DBR98oFDjic/s1600-h/203716_DSC_1967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShpcmsSYnUI/AAAAAAAAFVI/DBR98oFDjic/s320/203716_DSC_1967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339682127994199362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I look forward to every Sunday. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs for the day: Waiting all my life and Stand - Rascal Flatts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-8183630336060851914?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8183630336060851914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8183630336060851914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8183630336060851914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShpcmsSYnUI/AAAAAAAAFVI/DBR98oFDjic/s72-c/203716_DSC_1967.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-7061140360761075216</id><published>2009-05-23T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T10:59:51.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShdixbUb2yI/AAAAAAAAFU4/6VhE7h2PFVg/s1600-h/l_d5dd22f143c019ebf99315bb6447432f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShdixbUb2yI/AAAAAAAAFU4/6VhE7h2PFVg/s320/l_d5dd22f143c019ebf99315bb6447432f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338844484557593378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who! Guess who! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi. How's things? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to see Talan and Mark online now. (Aren't y'all heading to Barns?) Anyway, up late last night, doing some assignments and ended up sleeping on the couch. I found myself in bed this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather looks fine today. But hopefully, there will be rain in the afternoon. I'm going to meet WeiShan in a few hours time, we're gonna do some shopping. Its been a while, women! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, talk to y'all soon. I'm off! Goodbye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song for the day: Keith Urban - Kiss A Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-7061140360761075216?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7061140360761075216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7061140360761075216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7061140360761075216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShdixbUb2yI/AAAAAAAAFU4/6VhE7h2PFVg/s72-c/l_d5dd22f143c019ebf99315bb6447432f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2924017423615085239</id><published>2009-05-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:40:54.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vokM1z8on5g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vokM1z8on5g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to this song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song for the day: Adam Lambert - No Boundaries &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Archuleta VS David Cook (Cook won)&lt;br /&gt;Adam Lambert VS Kris Allen (Allen won)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Archuleta and Lambert, were the ones I hoped would win the title of AI. But unfortunately they didn't. Hey, top two is good enough, they're both winners! :)&lt;br /&gt;(GO ARCHULETA! GO LAMBERT!) (GO COOK! GO ALLEN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Church today for Ascension mass. Saw people whom I've not seen in ages! Missed them. Anyway, call it puppy love, or whatever you want to call it. I think I've fallen for someone. I used to see him every week for 9.30am mass. But not anymore, till today. He has Efron's body, he's a filial guy and obedient towards his parents. Hopefully, I'll see him again. (Crosses finger, wish me luck!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2924017423615085239?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2924017423615085239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-addicted-to-this-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2924017423615085239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2924017423615085239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-addicted-to-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-8472733544600392375</id><published>2009-05-18T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:02:43.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShFo0cM0gTI/AAAAAAAAFUo/jX7fFueF-S8/s1600-h/lucastill12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShFo0cM0gTI/AAAAAAAAFUo/jX7fFueF-S8/s320/lucastill12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337162283543200050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey y'all! Hope everyone's doing well. I shouldn't be online now, anyway. I don't really like talking online. Sometimes, I never have anything to say to people. Online conversations I can remember: Weight, music, chocolate chip cookies, checking up on how friends are doing, Grace, Talan, Mark M, school work....Zzzzzz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dire need of sleep, but there are people who have to be met and pleased. Take care everyone, bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Song for the day: Chris Daughtry - No surprise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-8472733544600392375?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8472733544600392375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-yall-hope-everyones-doing-well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8472733544600392375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8472733544600392375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-yall-hope-everyones-doing-well.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ShFo0cM0gTI/AAAAAAAAFUo/jX7fFueF-S8/s72-c/lucastill12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2001034806554722702</id><published>2009-05-15T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:04:29.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sg0WEkBV1SI/AAAAAAAAFUg/EafwSQjbQFw/s1600-h/iz0x9j.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sg0WEkBV1SI/AAAAAAAAFUg/EafwSQjbQFw/s320/iz0x9j.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335945401148495138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. its down to Adam Lambert and Kris Allen. This is going to be an interesting show next week. Don't forget to tune in! Who ya rooting for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a couple of examination papers this week, not satisfied even a tad bit. But during break today, Lenise and I, we talked about our future plan. On how we're going to sail through College and into Uni. A doctor she becomes, and me... well, we'll save it for another time. We're going to motivate each other and achieve that targeted points of ours. During free period, we even listed the Junior Colleges of our choice, accordingly. We're going to own that $13.48 million unit, The Sail @ Marina Bay. (If you can dream it, you can do it. -Walt Disney) Haha, we even talked about marriage! Marriage, is bullshit! (My point of view, for now. Sorry!) Being single isn't that bad actually. You'll be able to travel the world 365days, without worrying about.. kids, kids and more kids. Plus, we can start pampering our parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a teacher came up to me (won't mention who), saying, "You smell nice, no wonder the butterflies are attracted to you." For no rhyme or reason. Weird, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to the gym shortly. After which, probably doing a lil shopping and meet GL up. Keep it real! Bye! XX (Sugar rolls, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs for the day: The Best Day - Taylor Swift and Cannonball - Damien Rice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2001034806554722702?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2001034806554722702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2001034806554722702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2001034806554722702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/so.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sg0WEkBV1SI/AAAAAAAAFUg/EafwSQjbQFw/s72-c/iz0x9j.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-5448600038127572196</id><published>2009-05-12T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:58:42.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SglIJPQ65pI/AAAAAAAAFUY/2Nx_iG2tNcY/s1600-h/20090507012550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SglIJPQ65pI/AAAAAAAAFUY/2Nx_iG2tNcY/s320/20090507012550.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334874557150586514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have my hands on: Christian Lacroix, Corso Como, Jesscia Simpson, JLo, Marc Jacobs, and Marciano's Ankle Boots, D'Orsay, Gladiator, Mary Jane, Spectator and T Stap! Gorgeous heels. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs for the days: The Fray - You found me. Jordin Sparks - Battlefield. Check it out if you haven't! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Hey Talan! You better be ready to do some dvd piloxing! Hugs &amp; Kisses. XO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-5448600038127572196?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/5448600038127572196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-have-my-hands-on-christian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5448600038127572196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/5448600038127572196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-going-to-have-my-hands-on-christian.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SglIJPQ65pI/AAAAAAAAFUY/2Nx_iG2tNcY/s72-c/20090507012550.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6049182471093548888</id><published>2009-05-08T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:33:30.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SgQX4GvSt_I/AAAAAAAAFT4/oPsoM2h_GsQ/s1600-h/ejfallshoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SgQX4GvSt_I/AAAAAAAAFT4/oPsoM2h_GsQ/s320/ejfallshoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333414111362594802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter's addictive. Anyway, Debbie Gibson - Lost in your eyes is playing on full blast. Mum's in the kitchen preparing dinner, and she just shouted, "Repeat, PLEASE". (She's singing along as well) Oh mother. Now, she wants Paul Anka - I don't like to sleep alone. (Its one of her favourite songs, btw. Just because her EX lover sang it to her) Opps, secret exposed. Love you Mummy, you know that. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Subway for dinner, finally. After craving for it a very long while and not having the time to drop by a Subway outlet. Maybe, just plain lazy. Moving on, I had roasted CHICKEN breast. I capitalised chicken, because I'm not really a meat person, but Subway's an exception. Yum, yum. (Remember to add those lettuces, cucumbers and tomatoes!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made my day other than having Subway for dinner, I did some shopping. :) Shopping dwag! I dreamt of W last night, and I saw him today. Weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright folks, I'm going to head to the gym now. Keep it real, take care! XX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.p.s I don't like to sleep alone, replayed 5 times and Lost in your eyes, now's the  5th time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6049182471093548888?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6049182471093548888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6049182471093548888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6049182471093548888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SgQX4GvSt_I/AAAAAAAAFT4/oPsoM2h_GsQ/s72-c/ejfallshoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2795128489564927365</id><published>2009-05-07T13:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:03:02.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ak22bVWw5HM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ak22bVWw5HM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGWE3hwJ21U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BGWE3hwJ21U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theory Of a Deadman - Bad Bad girlfriend's a lil uncensored. Sorry about that. But the song's pretty good. Well, depending on one's preference. Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me, interesting video. Something new from her, at least. (The guy's hot, btw!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2795128489564927365?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2795128489564927365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2795128489564927365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2795128489564927365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_06.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2566437031053450810</id><published>2009-05-03T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:50:40.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sf1nPyfQ8TI/AAAAAAAAFTo/UlswUsAGLLU/s1600-h/D2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331531054825140530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sf1nPyfQ8TI/AAAAAAAAFTo/UlswUsAGLLU/s320/D2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sf1nPt3iQ-I/AAAAAAAAFTg/1L5EefiMKAw/s1600-h/David+archuleta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331531053584761826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sf1nPt3iQ-I/AAAAAAAAFTg/1L5EefiMKAw/s320/David+archuleta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;D's Space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2566437031053450810?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2566437031053450810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2566437031053450810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2566437031053450810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sf1nPyfQ8TI/AAAAAAAAFTo/UlswUsAGLLU/s72-c/D2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-59539273701149450</id><published>2009-04-30T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:26:22.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SflRi0Ccq5I/AAAAAAAAFTY/gmFQdWbXgtM/s1600-h/davidA1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330381292496006034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SflRi0Ccq5I/AAAAAAAAFTY/gmFQdWbXgtM/s320/davidA1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My interest is never short term, Mark. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that I'm all alone at home, I'm practicing my vocals. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's everyone? Anyway, I've created a T account a few days back, and its pretty interesting. Currently, 18 following, 7 followers, 3 updates. Check it out if you do have the time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going back to practicing my vocals. Sorry for the short update. Something good soon, I promise. I'll talk to y'all soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-59539273701149450?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/59539273701149450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-interest-is-never-short-term-mark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/59539273701149450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/59539273701149450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-interest-is-never-short-term-mark.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SflRi0Ccq5I/AAAAAAAAFTY/gmFQdWbXgtM/s72-c/davidA1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6449124183804305370</id><published>2009-04-25T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T17:39:49.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SfLaXY8t90I/AAAAAAAAFTI/iOSGMQUu5YM/s1600-h/youre-fat-dont-sugar-coat-it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328561404501686082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SfLaXY8t90I/AAAAAAAAFTI/iOSGMQUu5YM/s320/youre-fat-dont-sugar-coat-it.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just drank Pretty Sally, and now my stomach's having that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;burning &lt;/span&gt;sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine bread's pretty good, (Only if you know how to appreciate breads) try it. It has that different, unique taste compared to other bread. Anyway, hope y'all are enjoying the weekend. It's the time to let your hair down and paint the town red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm using the really old version of Messenger now, and it really suck. I can't see what I'm typing, and its extremely slow. What's worst, it shuts down pretty frequent. It comes down to this: I'm gonna call Microsoft, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy bumping into Gerald Lee just now at Eastpoint. He 'stood up' on me yesterday. Flaker! (I'm never gonna reply to his text/text him/answer his calls/hang out with him) I want nothing to do with him. So.. anyone interested? You can have him/make friends with him, if only your first name consist of at least 3 of these letters: a, l, d, v, i, c, o, r.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, after much consideration, I'm not a formidable person, neither am I mean. I can't possibly do that. In fact, I've no heart to do that. I'll never trade him for anything/anyone. :) (Still can't believe, I just replied to his text!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care! Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6449124183804305370?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6449124183804305370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-drank-pretty-sally-and-now-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6449124183804305370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6449124183804305370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-drank-pretty-sally-and-now-my.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SfLaXY8t90I/AAAAAAAAFTI/iOSGMQUu5YM/s72-c/youre-fat-dont-sugar-coat-it.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-7270558013827099083</id><published>2009-04-19T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T15:04:09.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SerMyVDfXkI/AAAAAAAAFTA/Esk3DAs5Sks/s1600-h/OLSEN20090211102036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326294674336341570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SerMyVDfXkI/AAAAAAAAFTA/Esk3DAs5Sks/s320/OLSEN20090211102036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must watch: Harper's Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-7270558013827099083?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7270558013827099083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/must-watch-harpers-island.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7270558013827099083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7270558013827099083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/must-watch-harpers-island.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SerMyVDfXkI/AAAAAAAAFTA/Esk3DAs5Sks/s72-c/OLSEN20090211102036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-7876598776199703217</id><published>2009-04-17T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:57:24.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sehfys8qANI/AAAAAAAAFS4/2LpscCezJf4/s1600-h/20090416023353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325611884029280466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sehfys8qANI/AAAAAAAAFS4/2LpscCezJf4/s320/20090416023353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi! Mum's giving me the cold shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch that. Anyway, I was surprised Ty called yesterday. Though we talked only for half an hour, it seemed pretty long. (Still funny as ever, love you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Orals in the afternoon. I waited 2 and a half hours till it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; my turn. I could have just rot there. The girls were practically grumbling/whining -Wei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt;, an exception- and the only male left, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jie&lt;/span&gt;. Chinese gives me the creeps. Whenever I try to speak, I'm always loss for words. No, actually the words never came out right. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lenise&lt;/span&gt; would be laughing her heads off) So.. y'all could predict how I fared. I screwed it all up. Basic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; (seemed difficult, like a completely new word to me), I couldn't read. Horrible. I myself, don't even know what in the world the words that were coming out from my mouth meant. I must communicate in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; more often now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L has a problem with me having David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Archuleta&lt;/span&gt; as my wallpaper. Insane, she claimed. The day I change the wallpaper, is when... the Jonas Brothers disband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet SM to do some catching up and studying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend! Bye! XX&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-7876598776199703217?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7876598776199703217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-mums-giving-me-cold-shoulder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7876598776199703217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7876598776199703217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-mums-giving-me-cold-shoulder.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sehfys8qANI/AAAAAAAAFS4/2LpscCezJf4/s72-c/20090416023353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-8836855554760395039</id><published>2009-04-14T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:26:25.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SeRHhvTJmgI/AAAAAAAAFSw/8iVFWJpP11Q/s1600-h/20090414035940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324459304416811522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SeRHhvTJmgI/AAAAAAAAFSw/8iVFWJpP11Q/s320/20090414035940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi, all you devoted readers and public. Windows Live Messenger and Blogger were in the way. Therefore, that explains updating, very inconsistent. I'm alive, btw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wrote Mummy a proposal. Regarding what, some may ask? That is, to start my own business, the year 2011/2012. Obviously, I don't have the cash, so she'll be my backer. If only she agrees. I presumed just having a heart-to-heart talk about starting my own business, she would have agreed. However, she insisted on a proposal. I've done it, and hopefully she'll be convinced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, sorry for all the late emails and texts. I've been up to my eyeballs lately. If it is not for these reasons why I use the computer, I guess I might not be using at all. Who knows till when. Reasons are: To check Talan's Email. His interesting videos and long lengthy emails, never fails to put a smile on my face. (Hope your enjoying yourself in California!), DArchie's space, online shopping, youtube, JJ, Jr and Cblogs. Yeah, that's basically it. To those who have been wondering why I don't go online, its because of -Troubleshooter. Now, stop probing. I will find the solution to the problem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have to go. Something good soon, hopefully! Much Love. 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yesterday, to catch&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; David &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;, and get my CD signed. That 3 hours of waiting, though I was starving, bored and really exhausted, in the end, it was definitely worth the wait. :) That feeling's intangible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sang 4 songs altogether: Touch My Hand, A little Too Not Over You, Thousand Miles (on the keyboard) and not forgetting, Crush. It was awesome. The crowd was crazy. Everyone was squeezing and pushing really hard. This girl even used my shoulder to rest on, to take her pictures. Freak! (Obivously, I had to do something, right?) Sadly, no picture taken with him (not allowed), but CD/poster signed and a hand shake, was good enough. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs were aching so badly. Basically, I was tip-toeing throughout the whole showcase. I felt so weak, I almost fainted. But hey, what could possibly happen when David's there? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Archuleta's songs are the new addiction. To those who have not gotten his CD yet, shame on you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run. Take Care! XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6184118111549985662?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6184118111549985662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/rushed-down-to-iluma-yesterday-to-catch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6184118111549985662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6184118111549985662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/rushed-down-to-iluma-yesterday-to-catch.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-1809459911115401830</id><published>2009-04-05T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:37:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sdhtos3E65I/AAAAAAAAFSQ/ZrvS2Ffz1Yg/s1600-h/DSC00407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SdSI1glDhlI/AAAAAAAAFR4/094J25zw504/s320/20090331224737.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320027512691197522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls laughing like some hyena at the bus stop, reminded me of those at Red light district. One plan of tomorrow's screwed, after much planning. That always happened to Lens and I. I feel wrecked and exhausted. Having so much to handle, aside from school, basically, its just too much of coffee. Digging further, the weather's adding fuel to fire and stupid computer's giving me problem again. I'm extremely vexed by all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Migraine's happening, yet again, due to sporadic diet. I might go berserk anytime soon, literally. Someone please ameliorate this situation of mine. Perhaps a zany TV comedy, or Barbiturate might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't freak out people, its zilch much. I'm just having one of my days. All this will soon banish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Happy 17th Birthday Nadine)&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-8073872619020796365?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/8073872619020796365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-laughing-like-some-hyena-at-bus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8073872619020796365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/8073872619020796365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/girls-laughing-like-some-hyena-at-bus.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SdSI1glDhlI/AAAAAAAAFR4/094J25zw504/s72-c/20090331224737.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-3728869400893948090</id><published>2009-04-01T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:03:02.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SdMqx6P14bI/AAAAAAAAFRw/tlNZqHTTrM0/s1600-h/vanessa-hudgens-bandslam-stills-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SdMqx6P14bI/AAAAAAAAFRw/tlNZqHTTrM0/s320/vanessa-hudgens-bandslam-stills-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319642621792346546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gerald: So.. your gonna accompany me on Sunday, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Geraldine: I don't know. Why not ask _____ first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gerald: Wah.. you uh. Also, I don't want to make use of you. See how nice I am. Okay, so I just ask her, like this, "Eh can you do me a favor? Can you accompany me the whole of Sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Geraldine: And if she ask why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gerald: Because my ___ ______'s turning up, and yeah I need to you like, you know? How? Can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Geraldine: Hmm.. okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gerald: Oh, then I tell her I pay her 4 bucks for accompanying me the whole five hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Geraldine: No! You make her sound so cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gerald: Never mind, I pay her $2.50, just enough to buy one plate of chicken rice.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Geraldine: (Hahaha) Heartless creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(April fool's day, today) Lenise, she just fooled me. I almost had a heart attack, literally. Good one, lens! :)  Plus, early in the morning, Nadine told me her mum was admitted to the hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Friday's gonna be a good day. I can visualize it. School + Mother Tongue consultation + Town + Godma's place + Collecting of markers, glitters, feathers + "Sleepover" with Lenise. (I don't know if I could make it to Woodlands with Gerald, to get his mum her juice mixer) Itchy/butterfly fingers of his, ruined it. I'll try to squeeezzzeee him in. :) (He's an exception, btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta bounce now. Bye! Happy mid-week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-3728869400893948090?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/3728869400893948090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/gerald-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/3728869400893948090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/3728869400893948090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/04/gerald-so.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SdMqx6P14bI/AAAAAAAAFRw/tlNZqHTTrM0/s72-c/vanessa-hudgens-bandslam-stills-04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-7063576021447635194</id><published>2009-03-29T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T16:32:23.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sc8xcr5INGI/AAAAAAAAFRY/mh2LIDG2-t8/s1600-h/20090322023927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sc8xcr5INGI/AAAAAAAAFRY/mh2LIDG2-t8/s320/20090322023927.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318524053836280930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Misel, never takes me seriously. Where's your cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been indulging myself in grapes. My throat's going to give me problems tomorrow. I've been up to my eyeballs lately. Anyway, the school timetable have changed, yet again. (After memorizing and getting used to the current one) How annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous, but I love car rides on Saturday nights, with the best mix of classical/oldies tunes, altogether. How random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get back to the assignments. Time's up. (I've limit myself to only an hour on the computer) But before that, I'm gonna make mummy and myself - Tuna sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More soon. Have a good week in school! I'll try to keep it fresh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-7063576021447635194?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7063576021447635194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/mark-misel-never-takes-me-seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7063576021447635194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7063576021447635194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/mark-misel-never-takes-me-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sc8xcr5INGI/AAAAAAAAFRY/mh2LIDG2-t8/s72-c/20090322023927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-1319113372574374228</id><published>2009-03-28T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:45:21.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LAO8jKMm8Wc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LAO8jKMm8Wc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motion City Soundtrack- This is for real, is the highest played song on my playlist at the moment. What an addictive song. Certainly is my "happy-pill".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm typing this in the dark, just because I'm trying to save our planet Earth. (Its bad for the eyesight, btw) I bet you guys have heard about "Earth Hour"? Is it Earth Hour? Or is it... I don't know. I think its Earth Hour. Turn off your lights and lets save our mother Earth together! It's just for an hour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After agonizing for days, no months, I've decided I'm gonna do the JC route, instead of the Polytechnic route. I guess my brother really do has a huge impact on me: The sister who's just a minute younger. He's like my motivational pill during his days in secondary school. I mean, until today, there's still no exception. Anyway, there's more to it than meets the eye. So.. I'm gonna think through again, listing down the pros and cons on both the JC and Polytechnic column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go shower now. We (the family) are going out for dinner, at 9pm. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-1319113372574374228?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/1319113372574374228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/motion-city-soundtrack-this-is-for-real.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/1319113372574374228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/1319113372574374228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/motion-city-soundtrack-this-is-for-real.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-7256259100205302152</id><published>2009-03-27T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:39:11.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SczwWAlg3BI/AAAAAAAAFRI/qp3i3X7miNE/s1600-h/2734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SczvNSeSnqI/AAAAAAAAFOY/K0LToVc4Fco/s320/2703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317888271593938594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SczvNbQdpxI/AAAAAAAAFOQ/jSaK24XdEcQ/s1600-h/2701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SczvNbQdpxI/AAAAAAAAFOQ/jSaK24XdEcQ/s320/2701.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317888273951860498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had an awesome time with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;favorite girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;I simply don't know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;I want more of this, again.&lt;br /&gt;Love you both! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-7256259100205302152?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/7256259100205302152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7256259100205302152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/7256259100205302152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SczwWAlg3BI/AAAAAAAAFRI/qp3i3X7miNE/s72-c/2734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-3438315795909519583</id><published>2009-03-24T15:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:46:49.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lenise and I, we tried to piggybag each other today. But unfortunately, it failed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a terrible migraine now, and I'm gonna take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry for the 'dull' post. Something interesting soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-3438315795909519583?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/3438315795909519583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/lenise-and-i-we-tried-to-piggybag-each.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/3438315795909519583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/3438315795909519583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/lenise-and-i-we-tried-to-piggybag-each.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-4309787416734879994</id><published>2009-03-20T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T10:09:45.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScOcvQ92KwI/AAAAAAAAFOI/yvkDkVCKDOQ/s1600-h/Mary%2BKate%2BAshley%2BOlsen%2BInstore%2BBook%2BSigning%2BLlQ3yvAXnHEl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScOcvQ92KwI/AAAAAAAAFOI/yvkDkVCKDOQ/s320/Mary%2BKate%2BAshley%2BOlsen%2BInstore%2BBook%2BSigning%2BLlQ3yvAXnHEl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315264321049471746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScOcvM6WQ8I/AAAAAAAAFOA/_lcXiTJb3hk/s1600-h/valerie-bertinelli-book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScOcvM6WQ8I/AAAAAAAAFOA/_lcXiTJb3hk/s320/valerie-bertinelli-book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315264319961056194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_-1" flashvars="id=-1&amp;amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen2?u=18SZulGbu9WLrl2c112LsR2ZzFGZhlXYyNXY2lGaj9SbvNmLzVWa0l2YvV2ZugXb/jimmy_eat_world_The_Middle.mp3&amp;amp;colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" width="180" height="23"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fella came up to me while I was waiting for Loretta and Gerald H, at Borders. At that point of time I was so engrossed in the book by Valerie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bertinelli&lt;/span&gt;. (Good book, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;) He interrupted me while reading, asking if I could find the movie: Lions for Lamb. I'm such a kind soul, but he took advantaged of it, literally. Instead of going back to the book, he started filling me in on his personal life: He just returned from Australia a few days back, waiting for his results for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NTU&lt;/span&gt;, and inviting me to his 21st birthday party tomorrow. Funny, but true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pastamania&lt;/span&gt; with L and G, for lunch. Gerald's gonna get diarrhoea, beacause of those chessy cheese. Too chessy. Our main reason for meeting today: Catch up and study. We couldn't find The perfect spot to settle in, to study. Macs was too crowded, too noisy, Starbucks was too.. wet? and basically everywhere else was packed. In the end, Gerald took us to his 'secret hiding place' (where he slacked with his mates after school) Good spot, extrememly quiet. Loretta and I were both loving the mirror. However, we were quite reluctant, because there weren't tables nor chairs. We had to sit on the floor. (I was having one of my episodes, btw) After a while, we started to settle down, took out our books and pen. Then.. the security guard came in and chased us away. What a meanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We couldn't study anymore. Weren't in the mood to study, they then decided to play a game of pool. (William's going to Laselle, the fee's $5000 a year, very reasonable) We saw weird people there. They seemed like ET (Extra Terrestrial), from space. Or maybe its just me. No, I don't think its me. Its them. Back to Parkway, saw Liyanna, she's working there. (She's going to Laselle too. School only starts in August!) Who knows, she might be classmates with William, small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I was reading the book Influence by MK &amp;amp; Ashley Olsen.(one of my fashion icons, btw) and the book cost... $70.50 (Hint! Hint! Hint!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm gonna make some calls. Have a good weekend! X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-4309787416734879994?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4309787416734879994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-fella-came-up-to-me-while-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4309787416734879994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4309787416734879994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-fella-came-up-to-me-while-i.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScOcvQ92KwI/AAAAAAAAFOI/yvkDkVCKDOQ/s72-c/Mary%2BKate%2BAshley%2BOlsen%2BInstore%2BBook%2BSigning%2BLlQ3yvAXnHEl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-4958953399549281660</id><published>2009-03-19T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:37:59.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScJRWsYKhQI/AAAAAAAAFNo/JYS0B4lmAEc/s1600-h/20090319095443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScJRWsYKhQI/AAAAAAAAFNo/JYS0B4lmAEc/s320/20090319095443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314899960562091266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way to S. Center today, what a wasted trip. The clothes there were... I can't bring myself to say it. It disgust me. On top of that, the scorching heat almost killed me, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised, my staple food is bread, not rice. I ate a lot of.. bread today. As in, really huge in proportion, added together. Mark will be of great company. He's a bread lover, who indulge a craving for all sorts of bread type. Feel free to drop him an email at breadkickass_markmisel@hotmail.com (He will create the account, after all that nagging) So.. all you guys out there, just email him if you need company. (Only if he's here in Singapore) He'll be glad to just have some bread, -bagel if you wish- and to top it off, with his all time favourite: Hot Chocolate, or Java Chip to go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a surprise, I changed the radio channel to 98.7fm in Daddy's car, and he didn't even attempt to change it back, to his favourite station: 90.5fm. Daddy's starting to rock it! and being The Coolest Dad on The Universe. What I enjoyed most was when it played Danger Zone, one of the songs from the movie Top Gun, and then we started partying like a rockstar! \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta bounce! More tomorrow! Keep it real. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-4958953399549281660?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/4958953399549281660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-way-to-s.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4958953399549281660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/4958953399549281660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-way-to-s.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScJRWsYKhQI/AAAAAAAAFNo/JYS0B4lmAEc/s72-c/20090319095443.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2689828512453569875</id><published>2009-03-18T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:20:11.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScDX9DOYScI/AAAAAAAAFNg/kydAcosmrrU/s1600-h/20090217220205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScDX9DOYScI/AAAAAAAAFNg/kydAcosmrrU/s400/20090217220205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314485004134795714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys! How is everyone doing? There is so much to tell on here. Time in school passed really slow. Lens and I were basically counting down till it strikes 12.30pm, and then we'll bolt out of school. The past three days, every small activity is a body blow, and I feel knocked out and somnambulent all the time, how sluggish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm home sweet home, resting on the arm chair, and I'm so drained as if I were working on an eighty-hour week when in reality I'm tired from doing nothing. No actually I just reached home, after the afternoon at Parkway with the family. I'm contemplating on that rings I had my eyes on. Should I get it? Or just.. leave it? Its too tempting. What a sin to get all four of them, and that would total up to a sum of $82. That is one thing I hate about shopping, I get pretty fickle. (Mummy and Lenise dislike shopping with me!) In turn, I'll make them enjoy every minute of it, with me. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching V for Vendetta yesterday on C.5. That was the first time I caught that movie. (Yeah yeah, laugh all you want) Good show. V, one of the main star of the show, somehow had me admiring him. Sadly! I didn't get to see his face. I was anticipating for so long, hopefully at the end he will revel himself, but he didn't! Good grief, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today! Take care. Bye. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-2689828512453569875?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/2689828512453569875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-guys-how-is-everyone-doing-there-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2689828512453569875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/2689828512453569875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-guys-how-is-everyone-doing-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/ScDX9DOYScI/AAAAAAAAFNg/kydAcosmrrU/s72-c/20090217220205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-724045237143815748</id><published>2009-03-14T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T17:30:39.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAloQYjWmFI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nAloQYjWmFI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CW9TkWY6Cng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CW9TkWY6Cng&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely won't miss this two movies. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-724045237143815748?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/724045237143815748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/definitely-wont-miss-this-two-movies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/724045237143815748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/724045237143815748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/definitely-wont-miss-this-two-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6996937515138671219</id><published>2009-03-13T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T18:24:41.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sborm2hHFZI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/Baduq4vU3FY/s1600-h/angry+lawyer+mad+lawyer+furious+lawyer+man+person-thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sborm2hHFZI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/Baduq4vU3FY/s320/angry+lawyer+mad+lawyer+furious+lawyer+man+person-thumb.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312606656906335634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S To all those who have been pestering/encouraging me to create a Facebook account since day one, I won't repeat myself again, but I will NOT, create an account regardless of what. Over my dead body. Its not that I don't want to create one, but firstly, I don't have the time, secondly, I find it boring. Sorry. Maybe one day I might, or not! (If I do create the account, the only reason is to play that one game with WeiShan) &amp;amp; if Talan does create it, I will. (Just because, I can bet my life, he won't) :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to complete the race. (Not surprisingly, J. How could you possibly think so lowly of me?) :) Anyway, that feeling of accomplishment is like what they say, money can't be bought with. Digging further, its the last day of term 1! Time to: Put in more effort, studying. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing a lot of people blasting the music of Poker Face and Just Dance by Lady Gaga on their cell phone. Though the songs are hippie-hippie-dancing sort, its starting to get on my nerve. Why not Circus by Britney Spears? Something new, at least. Wait, just as long as it's not Techno. Because it'll drive me to an early grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, it's TGIF. One week has passed. Time really flies? Recently, I've came up with my own time-table to keep me preoccupied during that one week break. How organized. :) (I'll prove to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some&lt;/span&gt; people wrong) I need to curtail using the computer. The word's: Perseverance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed of plans, I stayed home the whole of today. Today's such a bad day. Everything just seemed way out of proportion. I'm fiery up inside, until now. This was how our conversation went, when I told Gerald L about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: You won't believe how long I've waited. Its frustrating. Can't believe it! What a flaker!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Gerald: Haha too bad la. Haha you ah. Who asked you to be a clown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: I'm serious. I've waited for so long. You won't believe how long I've waited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Gerald: Haha so poor thing. Lucky you got me. I'm your angel la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Me: Damn it, B. I'm serious. Quit joking with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could strangle him at that moment. But him being uniquely &lt;span&gt;The Gerald&lt;/span&gt;, knows the right thing to do. &amp;amp; of course, &lt;span&gt;WeiShan&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks women!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Jackson's music's playing on replay. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need that strawberry yogurt to cool things down. Gonna have some now. Have a great weekend. Stay gold. X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6996937515138671219?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6996937515138671219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-managed-to-complete-race_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6996937515138671219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6996937515138671219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-managed-to-complete-race_13.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/Sborm2hHFZI/AAAAAAAAFNQ/Baduq4vU3FY/s72-c/angry+lawyer+mad+lawyer+furious+lawyer+man+person-thumb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6825421825490703602</id><published>2009-03-12T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T17:13:34.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SbjSK4uSX1I/AAAAAAAAFM4/qJrtUW2bEeI/s1600-h/20090308033309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SbjSK4uSX1I/AAAAAAAAFM4/qJrtUW2bEeI/s320/20090308033309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312226844950552402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross country run tomorrow. 4km, no 4.05 to be exact. Its such a dread, that I'm starting to have migraine now. On a lighter note, I will take that time off to burn those extra calories. The word run, is too exciting, too literary, too interesting in its connotation, to convey the boredom, the sweaty-ness, the dreariness, the dampness of having to run that 'extra mile'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can remember what happened this week: Lenise was kind enough to practice Mother Tongue Oral with me. She corrected me, and not surprisingly, laughing her head's off. I need serious help. Its takes me a while to get that whole pronouncecation right. However, I really tired undercutting saying the wrong words. Sadly, my conversation with her was totally way out of point. I even forgot the '5 steps'. How brilliant. But still, I must thank her for putting up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So, bye bye bye miss american pie, drove my chevy to the levy.....) Sorry, apparently that song's playing on fullblast now. After weeks of close oberservation, I'm starting to think that my eardrums are giving me problem. Its time to turn the volume down.  Or rather, I should cast my ipod aside, for the time being. (Nah, that ain't gonna work!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Term 1 is ending tomorrow. (Finally!) Next week's school break. But as we all know, it's a must to go back for some extra lessons. Yet again, what a dread. For the first three days  actually. Though it's only three days, it seems like confinement.  But me, being uniquely me, have promised Gerald, that I'll not think of all this as a chore, but instead, take it as something I enjoy. Heed his advice, and nothing will go wrong. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go, goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6825421825490703602?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6825421825490703602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/cross-country-run-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6825421825490703602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6825421825490703602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/cross-country-run-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SbjSK4uSX1I/AAAAAAAAFM4/qJrtUW2bEeI/s72-c/20090308033309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-6489942134384167739</id><published>2009-03-07T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:18:31.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SbJPeqDfG9I/AAAAAAAAFMw/t1rLErD2D-Y/s1600-h/DSC00361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SbJPeqDfG9I/AAAAAAAAFMw/t1rLErD2D-Y/s320/DSC00361.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310394298726816722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My dearest H's coming down this December. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I didn't expect this person to understand me so well, and the fact we barely even talk. After 2-3 months of not catching up, today I finally saw him online. He began the conversation with a simple, "Hey". I must admit, he's one of the very few affable guy friends I ever come across. I mean, yes, there are 'many' out there, but when you really get to know them, you'll tend to see their true colors. So I guess, he's one of the unique few. He really left me speechless, during our conversation. Because instead of, "why are you telling me all this?/enough don't tell me.", he not only encouraged me, but also listened to me spill about how life's treating me. He somehow was able to read the invisible Handle With Care sign stuck to my forehead. I couldn't thank him enough, because he was rushing off to somewhere. Alright, enough of keeping yall in suspense, that guy is: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keith S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chanced upon the TV guide of Life! yesterday, and under Channel U: 11.30pm was airing Shutter. That Thai horror flick. So instead of catching Survivor, my usual routine on Friday nights, yesterday was different. Daddy &amp;amp; I, had some father-daughter time. We spend that 2 hours watching Shutter together. The irony thing is that, I enjoy horror flicks. However, Shutter, never fails to get me all jittery and jumpy. I had my hands covering my eyes, whenever that 'dead lady' is on. So, to overcome my fear, I will catch it again. Any company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, which was 1.30am, Daddy and I were 'arguing' on who to turn off the television. He so did that on purpose! Just because my face was ashen and so he could hurry back to the room, leave me to turn off the lights and whatnot. Interestingly enough, he was the one to do it. I hurried back to my room. Muhahahaha. It all comes down to: Fast and furious, not lil Ms Daisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to run now. Have a good Saturday! Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/310597395795714009-6489942134384167739?l=buzzlane.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/feeds/6489942134384167739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-didnt-expect-this-person-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6489942134384167739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/310597395795714009/posts/default/6489942134384167739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://buzzlane.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-didnt-expect-this-person-to.html' title=''/><author><name>your absence is a torn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16280774406778291980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SbJPeqDfG9I/AAAAAAAAFMw/t1rLErD2D-Y/s72-c/DSC00361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-310597395795714009.post-2797893701518461624</id><published>2009-03-06T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T16:34:48.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SbEpb8QkuMI/AAAAAAAAFMo/hyIhtmD1vEA/s1600-h/20090225151127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EtuivvaEQOM/SbEpb8QkuMI/AAAAAAAAFMo/hyIhtmD1vEA/s400/20090225151127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310070995655375042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's kicking? (Benjamin's line) I'm starting to crave for: Mummy's fried rice and Blueberry Bagel, from Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe we all live in an intense, constant buzz. Therefore, this tells you about: buzzlane.blogspot.com. I'm sick of weranincirclesandwastedtime.blogspot.com. So much for the past few years, having to run around and wasting time. It is all leading to the Buzz now. - A 24/7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; souped up on caffeine and round the clock entertainment, buoyed up by attractions that keeps us constantly plugged into a never-ending stream of Twittered information. Speaking of Twittered, it just reminded me, it's time to sign up for Twitter account. Back to the Buzz. Hence, we jam the 'Door Close' button impatiently in lifts, pop pills to calm our hypertension, ransack the refrigerator for our food cravings and steal precious nanoseconds during free periods to dab quick cover concealer to hide our ever-growing eye bags. (Inspired by: BP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want no distractions, I'm going to watch American Idol in peace. Just something extra: My favourite idol at the moment,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Scott Maclntyre.&lt;/span&gt; (YEAH!) I'm in love with his voice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend! 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