<?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-3109044306479993393</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:32:45.747+08:00</updated><category term='make me if you can'/><category term='era bitching'/><category term='going into mood'/><category term='Davinci'/><category term='i am killing the TOOT bitch'/><category term='go fly'/><category term='broke free'/><category term='skipping'/><category term='you&apos;re blind idiot'/><category term='screw them'/><category term='walking on air'/><category term='Raindrop keeps falling on my head'/><category term='i dont want you tonight'/><category term='Didnt mean to hurt no one'/><category term='i know'/><category term='kill her'/><category term='Weird ever since its weird'/><category term='what'/><category term='scream out'/><category term='your parents lied'/><category term='HYPERR'/><category term='shitting [='/><category term='try so hard to be and never once got it'/><category term='when did i become so real'/><category term='Out of his mind'/><category term='slashing myself is GREAT'/><category term='tell me should i go straight to hell'/><category term='hate lame ass people'/><category term='anti'/><category term='when it comes to an end'/><category term='i hate you so much fuckers'/><category term='leave those bitches in the past'/><category term='i am gonna have a BF'/><category term='i love the &apos;kill the messenger&apos; 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Legong and Babi are together. Er? Awkward. Come on. Puppy love you mean. You guys don't love together. Even HE is embarassed to tell everyone that you are his girlfriend. Pity that daughter of a bitch. Anyone can remove 90% of your beauty with just one wipe. -.-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people. Don't tell me you hadn't watch Harry potter before. Come on the symbol around my neck doesn't mean I am a mother fucking illuminati, moron. Those pictures, dude, come on. You six? Don't lecture and post something you are unsure of. Get a fucking life and get the hell out of the house. Your polluting your house with bad odour. Do your parents a favour, will ya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can type anything that you want but you can never hurt the emotions out of me cause I'm a strong mother fucker. Bring it on suckers. I don't have to make peace with you cause your just a small fry. _|_ . _|_&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sf2-HgMvxcg/Tq1oh-W0E3I/AAAAAAAABQs/AoH0yckfqQc/s640/blogger-image-1901672702.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sf2-HgMvxcg/Tq1oh-W0E3I/AAAAAAAABQs/AoH0yckfqQc/s640/blogger-image-1901672702.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1894640586802796212?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1894640586802796212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1894640586802796212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1894640586802796212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1894640586802796212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/10/awkward.html' title='Awkward'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-sf2-HgMvxcg/Tq1oh-W0E3I/AAAAAAAABQs/AoH0yckfqQc/s72-c/blogger-image-1901672702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8066389505916499508</id><published>2011-10-30T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:24:07.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Haiz. Everyone change. I guess. Like Mr Lim Wei Kang. He had grown fierce or maybe he is just sick of my foolishness. I may not know. But if he can't accept who I am, then who will? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have no one to turn to. Wven my best friends. One, is too busy with school, the other in her own world and the last with new friends. Unless a good friend of mine that no one likes? He is the only person who understands me cause we're on the same path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Change is a good thing but too much of changes can harm oneself. ):  &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--j9DbONbqbs/Tqwopf0rw2I/AAAAAAAABQk/EhC_iTnFwmc/s640/blogger-image-909724204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--j9DbONbqbs/Tqwopf0rw2I/AAAAAAAABQk/EhC_iTnFwmc/s640/blogger-image-909724204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8066389505916499508?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8066389505916499508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8066389505916499508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8066389505916499508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8066389505916499508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/10/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--j9DbONbqbs/Tqwopf0rw2I/AAAAAAAABQk/EhC_iTnFwmc/s72-c/blogger-image-909724204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6914671460374177104</id><published>2011-10-13T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:20:49.880+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What nail color should I paint next'/><title type='text'>Upgraded</title><content type='html'>Hmm. I've been upgraded to team leader and currently the job is easy. But then, I can predict that it will turn nasty than anyone can ever imagine. I'll be like a slave to Valerie. Dear god, please help! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thought of buying iPhone 4s! The app and everything is kinda awesome only. (: i love! I can't wait for my contract to end in 2month times! Yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired now a days! I can even sleep while taking to my baby at home. Well, while I'm lying on bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to shower now! I'm so tired! After that, imm hit the hay. (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakae, you an a-hole girl! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dE4_S_3F4K8/TpcB0BpuWNI/AAAAAAAABQY/sSy9MN8XXd4/s640/blogger-image-185821738.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dE4_S_3F4K8/TpcB0BpuWNI/AAAAAAAABQY/sSy9MN8XXd4/s640/blogger-image-185821738.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6914671460374177104?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6914671460374177104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6914671460374177104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6914671460374177104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6914671460374177104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/10/upgraded.html' title='Upgraded'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dE4_S_3F4K8/TpcB0BpuWNI/AAAAAAAABQY/sSy9MN8XXd4/s72-c/blogger-image-185821738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1280580802822393930</id><published>2011-10-06T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T20:36:11.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking cb</title><content type='html'>Okay. Finally itouch has blog app. It's very troublesome using the one I always use 'blog writer' it suck like fuck. It's not at all useful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in the fucking morning, I had to do some visual merchandising thingy, changing of mannequin, and I had to do 2 vp tables which each has three mannequin, and it drained my energy away. Lucky, I slept early the previous day or I'll be like a zombie. Okay, moving on, I was carrying the one some where near the men middle and as I was so tired, I carried it and it fell on top of my head. Lucky, it didn't land 'plop' hard on my head. And I have 5 bruises on my shin! Can't wear shorts already, sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's been a long time since I went on to formspring and there's this bloody motherfucking nigga who wanna question me about illuminati. Bro, you still young, get yourself fuck and then you can ask me some stupid motherfucking question. Seriously. I do my own research. So just screw the fuck off and never return. Thanks. You're actually doing everyone a favour here. K bye.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wXKpj2dgSlY/To2gunqzzQI/AAAAAAAABQU/3hIYqATNVUY/s640/blogger-image--1560149352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wXKpj2dgSlY/To2gunqzzQI/AAAAAAAABQU/3hIYqATNVUY/s640/blogger-image--1560149352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1280580802822393930?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1280580802822393930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1280580802822393930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1280580802822393930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1280580802822393930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/10/fucking-cb.html' title='Fucking cb'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wXKpj2dgSlY/To2gunqzzQI/AAAAAAAABQU/3hIYqATNVUY/s72-c/blogger-image--1560149352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-168445480401067295</id><published>2011-08-20T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:16:18.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too depressed</title><content type='html'>I'm hurt and I've suffered alot. What I want, I assumed I won't get. But it's the only thing that I want. I want to go to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of an incident. They lost trust in me. But I seriously want to study. I don't want to work all my life. I hate work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've change but you can't see it. Im always the one in the wrong. When will I be right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You didn't care and you never saw. My past was a black one. No matter how hard I colour it with colours. At the end, it turns back to black. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-168445480401067295?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/168445480401067295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=168445480401067295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/168445480401067295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/168445480401067295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/08/too-depressed.html' title='Too depressed'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2188982208417904774</id><published>2011-08-04T11:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:28:31.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The feeling sucks</title><content type='html'>I really need to get rid of the feeling. Tell myself that I'm totally with a guy. And my heart should only be meant for one. But it's distracting when the second person keeps coming back. After he ended his relationship. I'm trying to make mine work. But with his appearance, it's hard. Cause frankily speaking, I love him more than I mine man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a total dick head for doing that. But if he would just stay out of my life, I might turn the love around. It's a dilemma he is putting me in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether it's called cheating. But my Doll doesn't really need to know right? I mean I also need a space for my secrets. But I don't call myself a cheater cause there wasn't any mush mushy going on. Well, I don't know. Judge me if you really want too. It's not me either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow change when he hooked up with a girl. But after he broke up with her. I don't know why, but I'm trying to win him back. Maybe we're twins in our past life. I don't know. I knew him for a whole three years already. We fought, joked, and everything together. I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should keep my life simple. Stay faithful with the one I'm with now. And just be friends with the one I'm not. I lead a happy life, let's not destroy it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2188982208417904774?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2188982208417904774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2188982208417904774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2188982208417904774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2188982208417904774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeling-sucks.html' title='The feeling sucks'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7020246801555991914</id><published>2011-07-10T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T00:37:46.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living the past</title><content type='html'>Hmm, I don't know. I still haven't gotten over him. This is the real case here. After he broke up with his girlfriend, I'm the one he looked for. Maybe we're twins in the past. I don't know. Just maybe. I still like him like how I do the last few months ago. It's still is the same. But the thing is I can't leave Wei kang just like that. Hais. Sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost and so very confused! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7020246801555991914?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7020246801555991914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7020246801555991914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7020246801555991914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7020246801555991914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/07/living-past.html' title='Living the past'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-993190905172464623</id><published>2011-04-07T03:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T03:39:24.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm. I have this feeling in me that I want him back. Im not supposed to think of him nor speak of. But I cant. I know he have a girlfriend and so do I have mine. But I just cant stop thinking of him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love him more than I love my baby.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-993190905172464623?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/993190905172464623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=993190905172464623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/993190905172464623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/993190905172464623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/04/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-5771405247748022028</id><published>2011-02-27T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T01:47:14.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch be tripping</title><content type='html'>What happen to your gf, dude? I know you couldnt resist me. Like how I couldnt resist you. The more I try to forget you. The more you came to mind. The more I try not to reply your texts, the more I want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're making it hard for me you know that. Haizz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to&lt;br /&gt;End my story here la. -..- &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-5771405247748022028?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/5771405247748022028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=5771405247748022028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5771405247748022028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5771405247748022028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/02/bitch-be-tripping.html' title='Bitch be tripping'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1038245906735934664</id><published>2011-02-22T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T12:29:09.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-chfNQvZYDAs/TWM62izwyyI/AAAAAAAABQI/1oIc0k_GtD4/s1600/tumblr_le34tkLkBc1qckjpyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-chfNQvZYDAs/TWM62izwyyI/AAAAAAAABQI/1oIc0k_GtD4/s320/tumblr_le34tkLkBc1qckjpyo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576365472346065698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it like to be in a relationship that spark no longer exist?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1038245906735934664?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1038245906735934664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1038245906735934664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1038245906735934664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1038245906735934664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/02/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-chfNQvZYDAs/TWM62izwyyI/AAAAAAAABQI/1oIc0k_GtD4/s72-c/tumblr_le34tkLkBc1qckjpyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-3156166888940215316</id><published>2011-02-08T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T14:50:44.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to rumble</title><content type='html'>Going to kelly services to fuck the shit out of Michelle Chiang. Like seriously, I do not provide free labour. And she is messing with the wrong Missy. So fucking pissed. Screw this year! And Kelly Services and people who tries to destroy me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some idiot just pretend that nothing actually took place. And still dare to fucking chat the hell with me. DO NOT RUB SALT TO MY WOUND! And the photo you took with your slut doesnt hurt me at all. Because I know that you and slut wont last long. I SWEAR! So run along. 6 Febuary is your first month and you have to tell everyone? Obviously, wont last long! Who agreeeeessss with meeee?! Yay, us! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-3156166888940215316?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/3156166888940215316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=3156166888940215316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3156166888940215316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3156166888940215316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/02/ready-to-rumble.html' title='Ready to rumble'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-3828555941064850169</id><published>2011-02-06T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:24:38.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're not going to ruin my night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TU5aqJ76j_I/AAAAAAAABQA/xAqHn6cN7UE/s1600/tumblr_l6llxhDOgC1qbnxrdo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TU5aqJ76j_I/AAAAAAAABQA/xAqHn6cN7UE/s320/tumblr_l6llxhDOgC1qbnxrdo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570489469372108786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy crap, PAINT BALL was awesome fun! I didn't got shot! Was still alive for 2 rounds. And being busy is awesome, now I missed being NOT busy~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 1st, everyone's footttt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-3828555941064850169?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/3828555941064850169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=3828555941064850169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3828555941064850169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3828555941064850169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/02/youre-not-going-to-ruin-my-night.html' title='You&apos;re not going to ruin my night'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TU5aqJ76j_I/AAAAAAAABQA/xAqHn6cN7UE/s72-c/tumblr_l6llxhDOgC1qbnxrdo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6893465611263951113</id><published>2011-01-30T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T22:50:07.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save regrets for the broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TUV5ymPMwzI/AAAAAAAABP0/WkpTtreyx1k/s1600/tumblr_lfu1kxxYqs1qbb2xuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TUV5ymPMwzI/AAAAAAAABP0/WkpTtreyx1k/s320/tumblr_lfu1kxxYqs1qbb2xuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567990424478204722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thighs hurts like FFFFFFF! Had to squat and shit and on my second day of work. I meant SHIT as in, I had to run, and fucking fold in 5 seconds and have to complete the whole shelf in less than 10 minutes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum kinda annoying now, she is playing NinJump via my iTouch and she couldn't stop mimicking the "ahhhhh" the stupid ninja made. So I had to tell her to STFU and she like FREAKING did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yesterday on the way home, while in the taxi and my colleague just alighted, I was stuck with this taxi driver and he is major scary to the max! He kept talking to me sarcasticly and kept saying like "where you stay?" when I told already told him to fucking alight me at the bus stop near by! Fucking sway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January really suck! Like really really really suck!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6893465611263951113?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6893465611263951113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6893465611263951113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6893465611263951113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6893465611263951113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/save-regrets-for-broken.html' title='Save regrets for the broken'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TUV5ymPMwzI/AAAAAAAABP0/WkpTtreyx1k/s72-c/tumblr_lfu1kxxYqs1qbb2xuo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1801963035891504064</id><published>2011-01-26T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T23:08:18.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it shine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TUA4YBu0YVI/AAAAAAAABPs/920Wxo6h5ec/s1600/tumblr_l9h8baQcv01qav6i1o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TUA4YBu0YVI/AAAAAAAABPs/920Wxo6h5ec/s320/tumblr_l9h8baQcv01qav6i1o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566511124862755154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck you people! I finally reached my 500 post after 4 years of blogging. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK!?! After 4 years! 4 FUCKING LONG YEARS! So another 500 more to a thousands! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what Victoria's Secret Fashion Show is on TV now! In your face Sakae. I thought somebody said it starts at 10pm? HUH HUH HUH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll blog tomorrow. I wanna go watch the show then go to bed. Whoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1801963035891504064?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1801963035891504064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1801963035891504064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1801963035891504064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1801963035891504064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-it-shine.html' title='Let it shine'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TUA4YBu0YVI/AAAAAAAABPs/920Wxo6h5ec/s72-c/tumblr_l9h8baQcv01qav6i1o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8278737390715340146</id><published>2011-01-25T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T13:36:53.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a safe bet like your life's staked on it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TT5cwPSHPwI/AAAAAAAABPc/RbTGzmQgHZs/s320/tumblr_lfizzoZIBR1qcio16o1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565988173282492162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Omg! I just remembered what was my dream yesterday! I had that dream again. The bad omen thingy! The one that I could actually see DEATH! I never like that dream since when I found out that it had something to do with death. Scary shit, but I hope none of my lovey's gonna dieeeee~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GUESS WHAT!? I FUCKING GOT A JOB NOW! Screw you, Animal and Ivic international! You assholes can actually suck dicks! Oh oh! And Kelly Services! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"HI! WELCOME TO UNIQLO!" My new phrase now~ I hope I won't die there and hope that some idiot won't ask me for money. Like 2 mother fucking idiots from my previous work place. I can be a fucking loan shark sia! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY YAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TT5cwvE40HI/AAAAAAAABPk/S3jZmfYdlZU/s320/stupid%2Bribbon%2Bbitch.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565988181816954994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! Now I fucking remember what I wanna blog about. I fucking dislike it when some people has some annoying accessories on their fugly head. Like HUGE RIBBONS! You know why they have them on? Because they're trying to hide their fucking huge heads under the huge ribbons. Fucking act cute! I fucking slap their faces then they fucking know. Okay maybe for some, its nice on them like those who is fair skinned but dark colored people; PLEASE LA! IT FUCKING DON'T LOOK NICE ON YOU! Trying hard to fit into society for what sia? No brains to think for yourselves or what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyho, I'll burn any shop that sells those shits. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna get ready now~ Its still fucking long but who cares, I wanna camwhore. Its been such a long time since I camwhored. BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8278737390715340146?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8278737390715340146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8278737390715340146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8278737390715340146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8278737390715340146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-safe-bet-like-your-lifes-staked-on.html' title='I&apos;m a safe bet like your life&apos;s staked on it'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TT5cwPSHPwI/AAAAAAAABPc/RbTGzmQgHZs/s72-c/tumblr_lfizzoZIBR1qcio16o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7904249898433564316</id><published>2011-01-24T23:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T00:02:04.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little part of me that would like to see you cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TT2iMyMpnZI/AAAAAAAABPU/-nBOITIIyDg/s1600/tumblr_ldo09is1oM1qbrqomo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TT2iMyMpnZI/AAAAAAAABPU/-nBOITIIyDg/s320/tumblr_ldo09is1oM1qbrqomo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565783055016762770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to bed in a few minutes time thought I'll blog first. I'm currently laughing my ass off to some videos which is at Nadine's and Mine Multiply. Fucking funny till I wanna pee in my pants! OMG! ONE WORD TO FUCKING DESCRIBE SECONDARY SCHOOL DAYS IS KENTAL which means "losers!" &lt;s&gt; I think &lt;/s&gt; HAHA!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I totally miss those days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK, K BYE! I really have to fucking go now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7904249898433564316?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7904249898433564316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7904249898433564316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7904249898433564316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7904249898433564316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-part-of-me-that-would-like-to.html' title='A little part of me that would like to see you cry'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TT2iMyMpnZI/AAAAAAAABPU/-nBOITIIyDg/s72-c/tumblr_ldo09is1oM1qbrqomo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1619087563023818600</id><published>2011-01-24T11:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T11:55:08.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing my songs is the way I cope with life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTz3hhL4FYI/AAAAAAAABPM/YufOh7Xh_Og/s1600/K.I.S.S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTz3hhL4FYI/AAAAAAAABPM/YufOh7Xh_Og/s320/K.I.S.S.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565595394739017090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now now, I freaking can't wait for my cousin's wedding because I'll be the odd one! I'll be wearing a cheong sam. While the rest is wearing some baju kurung. I know everyone is going to be like "Chinese New Year over already sia, you wear that for what?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My answer is "You're saying that because you're just fucking jealous that everyone is wearing the same and I'm different. *cross-eye*"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to be blogging about some shit but I totally fucking forgot what I wanted to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, yes! I remembered! [After 5 minutes of thinking] I had the weirdest dream this few days! Very weird.  First dream was about "World's End". Sakae and I, we were walking under some apartments then there was this tsunami. Sakae saved me but in the end she was washed away by the tsunami into a drain. But she survived. Then I called Kira, and she went like "COME FIND ME".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the weirdest thing was Kira was having a weird dream too. Hers was about driving in her dream car and her brakes won't working. And she said something like she saw everything from up above? Nevermind, I totally forgot what she told me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you see the connection in our dream? NO, right?! I know nobody is gonna understand but to me it feels like Kira told me to find her cause she is already dead or something. Grr, okay, STFU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, helping Sakae with her O Levels shit. So, I guess I'll be freaking busy this year! And most probably next year too? At least, something to do! And I too gain the knowledge from teaching and I teach for free!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1619087563023818600?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1619087563023818600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1619087563023818600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1619087563023818600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1619087563023818600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/playing-my-songs-is-way-i-cope-with.html' title='Playing my songs is the way I cope with life'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTz3hhL4FYI/AAAAAAAABPM/YufOh7Xh_Og/s72-c/K.I.S.S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6506517153207468503</id><published>2011-01-22T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T23:08:36.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just reaching for your necklace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTrxycmJGXI/AAAAAAAABPE/upkkIfCeWzg/s1600/tumblr_lfes570Ice1qag9w8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTrxycmJGXI/AAAAAAAABPE/upkkIfCeWzg/s320/tumblr_lfes570Ice1qag9w8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565026138541594994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes! It's like huge! Like got stung by a bee! Like seriously, I used a whole lots of ice to reduce the swollen. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday's work was terrible but easy money! HAH! Might be doing it the second time! Guess what its about? Count people at Chinatown! Like what the fuck right? Even Mum burst out laughing! I had to count people alighting the bus while Kira had to count people going in the bazaar. Tough job, I had to stand around OLD PEOPLE for four hours with no WATER and no SEAT! So lesson learnt. MUST BRING OWN WATER BOTTLE AND WEAR SHORTS! HAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, currently looking at some private diploma courses and I found what I wanna do! I'll talk to Mama and Dad tomorrow regarding it. Should I take full-time course or part-time course? Thought its gonna cost my parents a bomb but the price kinda reasonable. Full time, its $6000+ and part time, its $4000+. But thats only the fee. TEXTBOOKS NOT INCLUDED. Can pe! So I guess I rather go on there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I taking a whole lot of courses this year! I have my drivers license and I'm gonna take up sewing lessons! Talk to Mum and she allowed me la kan! CAN'T WAIT! YAY! I'll be a GOD DAMN PRO or what! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I change my mind about being a housewife! Later no money! Unless my husband is kinda ugly but rich so why not! HAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm crazy, agreed? BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6506517153207468503?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6506517153207468503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6506517153207468503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6506517153207468503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6506517153207468503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-just-reaching-for-your-necklace.html' title='I&apos;m just reaching for your necklace'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTrxycmJGXI/AAAAAAAABPE/upkkIfCeWzg/s72-c/tumblr_lfes570Ice1qag9w8o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-5441023984351937080</id><published>2011-01-21T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T11:40:14.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTkAEowkwNI/AAAAAAAABO8/nU7iSEUlOX8/s1600/tumblr_lf65pwSKg91qbn5nho1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTkAEowkwNI/AAAAAAAABO8/nU7iSEUlOX8/s320/tumblr_lf65pwSKg91qbn5nho1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564478894253588690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to wash my hair now! Yea, dying it. But I doubt its gonna turn blonde, so who cares. Imma dye it RED, remember? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My eye is like shit now. It's huge, swollen. I got no fucking idea why but this is the second time this MONTH! 2011 fucking sway or what! And the time is passing by slowly! GOD! I fucking can't wait for Christmas! (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teaching my little baby sister (baby sister = my cat) how to fucking pick her plate up! But to no avail, she just won't do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What to wear to work later?!?! OMG! Fucking hate this question like mad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-5441023984351937080?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/5441023984351937080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=5441023984351937080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5441023984351937080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5441023984351937080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTkAEowkwNI/AAAAAAAABO8/nU7iSEUlOX8/s72-c/tumblr_lf65pwSKg91qbn5nho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-3627585633574986247</id><published>2011-01-20T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T22:55:17.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll burn your name into my throat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TThMuwk_N8I/AAAAAAAABO0/L9SNmZfwMQ0/s1600/tumblr_lfax93DzKv1qd9yx4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TThMuwk_N8I/AAAAAAAABO0/L9SNmZfwMQ0/s320/tumblr_lfax93DzKv1qd9yx4o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564281705813981122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma went home already. =( Okay, stfu. And I think she wanted me to stay at home with her the whole day cause she washed all my jeans! Yes, including the ones that I've already washed. So, I had trouble looking for a pair of jeans to wear and in the end, found one. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went out with Mum. Went shopping with Mum, and bought HAIR DYE! Lol, I couldn't resist! Mum lectured, I listened but =). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I'm hungry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum: Later we go eat la~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Later*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum: What you wanna eat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Don't know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after eating we took the bus home and I whine. "I'M HUNGRY!" And Mum gave me the longest lamest face ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORKING TOMORROW! I wanna wait for CSI now! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3109044306479993393-3627585633574986247?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/3627585633574986247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=3627585633574986247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3627585633574986247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3627585633574986247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/ill-burn-your-name-into-my-throat.html' title='I&apos;ll burn your name into my throat'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TThMuwk_N8I/AAAAAAAABO0/L9SNmZfwMQ0/s72-c/tumblr_lfax93DzKv1qd9yx4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-3470069550987670049</id><published>2011-01-20T12:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:02:12.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got the whole world in front of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTfBx3tdvXI/AAAAAAAABOs/zs6iEpqMkKE/s1600/tumblr_lf7jalRKNC1qctom9o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTfBx3tdvXI/AAAAAAAABOs/zs6iEpqMkKE/s320/tumblr_lf7jalRKNC1qctom9o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564128927151930738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow my hair that long and, THAT COLOR! CAN CAN CAN?! And the first thing when I get my pay is, pay the bills and BUY HAIR DYES! Don't wanna use mummy's money to buy my hair dye, cause when she scold me for ruining my hair, I could just say "you don't have to worry, its my hair and my money" HAH! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOM! I want Iron Fist's tees, hoodies and wallet, can?! So pretteh, you know! If not buy me the whole of HOT TOPIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the bloody net is fucking slow today. Damn fucking pissing me off! AND WORK TOMORROW, EXCITED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! PLEASE, RAIN, PLEASE! I'm dying now! But no lightning please! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 more weeks to PAINT BALL! JYEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-3470069550987670049?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/3470069550987670049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=3470069550987670049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3470069550987670049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3470069550987670049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-got-whole-world-in-front-of-me.html' title='I got the whole world in front of me'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTfBx3tdvXI/AAAAAAAABOs/zs6iEpqMkKE/s72-c/tumblr_lf7jalRKNC1qctom9o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8550182720774596306</id><published>2011-01-19T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T21:42:24.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTbpzbNHPuI/AAAAAAAABOk/AHHSAFUcoqY/s1600/tumblr_lf6j4eUgXG1qzf7mro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTbpzbNHPuI/AAAAAAAABOk/AHHSAFUcoqY/s320/tumblr_lf6j4eUgXG1qzf7mro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563891459348184802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh no, Grandma is sleeping over. There goes my sleep. I hope tomorrow Dad is sending her home, so that, I don't have to wake up early to keep her company. Not that I am rude or selfish, but whenever she is here, there goes my room, SPARKLY CLEAN! That's a good thing, but when she cleans them, I CAN'T FIND MY SHITS! So how? So, I must visit her more often. Not that I don't visit her, but I was too BUSY with work and not FLIRTING around. I think she is just excited that my cousin is getting married this coming March. So kanchiong, and she wants me to help out with it. WHAT THE FUCK! I don't want. I'm not even close to them. -..-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21st is coming! YAY! Cause it's Kira's dad's pay day! LOL! I got nothing to do with it but during secondary school days, she gets excited for it, so why not join her, kan? And, I've got work on that day but its just from 7 pm till 11pm~ SO fucking short! I LIKE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 days no Facebook and MSN! Wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can anyone remember what you do before you knew the internet? The only thing, I could remember was TV and PLAYGROUNDS! Now, TVs are getting boring cause the shows damn fucking stupid! And playground, OMG, DESERT SIA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma's calling! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8550182720774596306?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8550182720774596306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8550182720774596306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8550182720774596306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8550182720774596306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/collide-invisible-lips-like-shadow-on.html' title='Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTbpzbNHPuI/AAAAAAAABOk/AHHSAFUcoqY/s72-c/tumblr_lf6j4eUgXG1qzf7mro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7665292774420809038</id><published>2011-01-18T11:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T11:21:49.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody prays for the heartless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTUHR5EQ54I/AAAAAAAABOU/cvps9lDrY4I/s1600/tumblr_lf54gwWEnp1qctom9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTUHR5EQ54I/AAAAAAAABOU/cvps9lDrY4I/s320/tumblr_lf54gwWEnp1qctom9o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563360918643992450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! 2 days with no Facebook and I'm still living! Should had placed a bet with Mother, man. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RETRIBUTION, baby! Now not only I hate you, but the whole nation do! That's for breaking my heart! NOW I DON'T HATE EVERYBODY! I LOVE THEM TILL THE BOTTOM OF MY SWEETEST HEART! Kena ownage pe, brother. HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm dancing around in circles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FEEL GOOD, ne ne ne ne, I know that I would now, ne ne ne ne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happiest day of my entire life! Bye, I'ma text all my friends about this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SKARBUSH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7665292774420809038?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7665292774420809038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7665292774420809038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7665292774420809038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7665292774420809038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/nobody-prays-for-heartless.html' title='Nobody prays for the heartless'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTUHR5EQ54I/AAAAAAAABOU/cvps9lDrY4I/s72-c/tumblr_lf54gwWEnp1qctom9o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6973883057333696711</id><published>2011-01-18T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T00:31:06.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't just throw me away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTRurhUufWI/AAAAAAAABOM/aIegHixycv8/s1600/tumblr_lemqqibjx31qbpwzeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTRurhUufWI/AAAAAAAABOM/aIegHixycv8/s320/tumblr_lemqqibjx31qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563193133668138338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, what ever the picture says, its fucking true. If, there is such thing as rewinding time, I would rewind time to two years ago where, I created Tagged and got to know you. But instead of that happening, I'll make sure I'll never create Tagged. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I told a friend, "When everyone is serious, at least I try to be. But when I'm serious, SHIT HAPPENS"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is what she replied me, "AWWW! MY BABY IS GROWING UP SO FAST! Feeling all this. Dah lah, forget him already."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other words, she made me feel laugh and made my day slightly better. I still feel stupid for crying over some idiot who played with feelings. I could feel my heart shatter. On the verge of forgetting everything anyway. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, enough of this shit. =) I can't wait for chinese new year, where I can avenge my angry by playing paint balls! BANG BANG! And on the 1st of May, Mother is gonna make either a BBQ or Chalet and I want my Aliens to come! Sleep over also la okay!? But we won't sleep, want want want?! I'll update you! Can't wait, right?! Slurps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna see the stars and ghosts. YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6973883057333696711?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6973883057333696711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6973883057333696711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6973883057333696711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6973883057333696711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/hi-what-ever-picture-says-its-fucking.html' title='You can&apos;t just throw me away'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTRurhUufWI/AAAAAAAABOM/aIegHixycv8/s72-c/tumblr_lemqqibjx31qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2923165824523018252</id><published>2011-01-17T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:53:19.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't catch a fucking grenade for you, duhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTRJa2hCr6I/AAAAAAAABOE/Ixy-MvDIifQ/s1600/tumblr_les01oXnYr1qdo62to1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTRJa2hCr6I/AAAAAAAABOE/Ixy-MvDIifQ/s320/tumblr_les01oXnYr1qdo62to1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563152165368934306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post, can? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I'm trying to do now "=)" Enough with crying. I'm a big girl and Mummy and Daddy will be always next to me, some goes for my SEXY best friends. I love you. I'm almost back to normal! HAPPY! IN YOUR FACES, losers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for school! NYEH NYEH NYEH! So jumppeh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HATE YOUUUUU! HAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pierce the Veil: WHAT IF I CAN'T FORGET YOU!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: That's your fucking problem! Kill that bitch already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DADDY is a gangster, babeh! He say I'm like him and he needs to "tame" me and I went "WTF!". I LOVE YOU! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I FUCKING HATE EVERYONE! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sober la! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2923165824523018252?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2923165824523018252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2923165824523018252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2923165824523018252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2923165824523018252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wont-catch-fucking-grenade-for-you.html' title='I won&apos;t catch a fucking grenade for you, duhh!'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTRJa2hCr6I/AAAAAAAABOE/Ixy-MvDIifQ/s72-c/tumblr_les01oXnYr1qdo62to1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8120293599767581997</id><published>2011-01-17T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:54:05.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep your hopes up high and your head down low</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTPLTocf9nI/AAAAAAAABN8/EJt-UOSRWOw/s1600/tumblr_lf52orDzeo1qaay1oo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTPLTocf9nI/AAAAAAAABN8/EJt-UOSRWOw/s320/tumblr_lf52orDzeo1qaay1oo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563013502867601010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;All I want is a place to call my own, to mend the&lt;br /&gt;hearts of everyone who feels alone whoa you know to&lt;br /&gt;keep your hopes up high and your head down low.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;- All I want by A Day To Remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8120293599767581997?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8120293599767581997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8120293599767581997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8120293599767581997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8120293599767581997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/keep-your-hopes-up-high-and-your-head.html' title='keep your hopes up high and your head down low'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTPLTocf9nI/AAAAAAAABN8/EJt-UOSRWOw/s72-c/tumblr_lf52orDzeo1qaay1oo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-5654743080884375180</id><published>2011-01-16T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T23:27:10.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want free</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTMOELjJoiI/AAAAAAAABN0/MtFwSPmr43E/s1600/3448338132_15feb212bd_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTMOELjJoiI/AAAAAAAABN0/MtFwSPmr43E/s320/3448338132_15feb212bd_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562805429715182114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kill myself now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-5654743080884375180?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/5654743080884375180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=5654743080884375180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5654743080884375180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5654743080884375180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-want-free.html' title='i want free'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTMOELjJoiI/AAAAAAAABN0/MtFwSPmr43E/s72-c/3448338132_15feb212bd_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-3120360883928415780</id><published>2011-01-16T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T00:30:07.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fook you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTHIZ5ilQRI/AAAAAAAABNs/4MrOOa5QK-w/s1600/P1080609.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTHIZ5ilQRI/AAAAAAAABNs/4MrOOa5QK-w/s320/P1080609.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562447362047426834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, basically today got ditched by some idiot [which I do not wanna name cause I'm trying to fucking forget him and what he did or said]. So went out with Mummy then met Sakae to do some meditating and talk? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really think I have the mood go out with WK tomorrow. But I just have too. Right? Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE TO GET BACK TO MY FUCKING SELF NOW! HELP ME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what to wear tomorrow?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T YOU JUST FUCKING LOVE "REAPER"? In love with the show, man! Whoops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-3120360883928415780?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/3120360883928415780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=3120360883928415780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3120360883928415780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3120360883928415780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/fook-you.html' title='Fook you'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTHIZ5ilQRI/AAAAAAAABNs/4MrOOa5QK-w/s72-c/P1080609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-4914263640426145185</id><published>2011-01-14T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T22:09:00.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTBY6XddHCI/AAAAAAAABNk/bevAcrNrGms/s1600/tumblr_l4icayhyxs1qa6w0to1_400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTBY6XddHCI/AAAAAAAABNk/bevAcrNrGms/s320/tumblr_l4icayhyxs1qa6w0to1_400.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562043299555777570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU! 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FUCK YOU!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so stress. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-4914263640426145185?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/4914263640426145185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=4914263640426145185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4914263640426145185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4914263640426145185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/fuck-you.html' title='fuck you'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TTBY6XddHCI/AAAAAAAABNk/bevAcrNrGms/s72-c/tumblr_l4icayhyxs1qa6w0to1_400.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1450891574873630497</id><published>2011-01-10T11:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:42:54.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSqLAppTuoI/AAAAAAAABNc/wOJJcSRJ6Pg/s1600/168494_10150118138794783_621819782_7762224_7501299_n.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSqLAppTuoI/AAAAAAAABNc/wOJJcSRJ6Pg/s320/168494_10150118138794783_621819782_7762224_7501299_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560409533237672578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday waking up, checking my phone, always chanting your name hoping that you will text. When I see there is ONE NEW MESSAGE, I got very jumpy, eager to touch it open. But when the name appeared to be "Mummy", I almost shred a tear, I was hoping very badly that you were the one that had text. I really miss your "Hey bb, good morning." That really brightens my day, making me wake up with a smile. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now it is never the same, I teared when going to bed, I teared when waking up from bed and teared for the whole day, that kept me thinking of you. Mostly everyday, I wake up from a nightmare, the nightmare which I hate the most, got chased by ROBOCOP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really sorry that I accidentally shouted at you. I wasn't really at fault, you didn't hear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please, at least just text me a "hi". I can't help it. I freaking need you now. I need you to stop me from crying. I need you to mend back the scars that you slashed. I just freaking need you now. You're a part from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1450891574873630497?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1450891574873630497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1450891574873630497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1450891574873630497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1450891574873630497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/everyday-waking-up-checking-my-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSqLAppTuoI/AAAAAAAABNc/wOJJcSRJ6Pg/s72-c/168494_10150118138794783_621819782_7762224_7501299_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7922562877692256629</id><published>2011-01-09T00:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T00:51:47.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold my heart, its beating for you anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSiWHPxja6I/AAAAAAAABNU/H7m-JKD-R9s/s1600/428420524_73fd27a480_z.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSiWHPxja6I/AAAAAAAABNU/H7m-JKD-R9s/s320/428420524_73fd27a480_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559858791226502050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU FUCKING TEXT ME ALREADY?! I can't wait any longer! Whatever I've done wrong, can you FUCKING FORGIVE ME, ALREADY?! I'm sorry that I'm annoying and sarcastic. And I thought you said "without it, I won't be me". So what happens to that? Seriously.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I never trusted anyone. But I finally trusted YOU and then you left? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said you're only text me, chatting with only me? I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU! But I doubt so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You fucking hurts me. And I thought you will never hurt me. SO WHY AM I CRYING NOW?! I've been wanting to text you, but when I did, you were never the same. Those one word replies? FUCKING HURT ME, OKAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want me to change and be a fucking typical bitch, I will. But I don't think I will do it for you, I will do it for the society who hates people like me. People who hates the weird, hates all sarcasm BUT they fucking trying to be one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even know why I wasted my tears for you for and this is the first time. Crying for a guy who won't ever care anymore. FUCK, I'M STUPID. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll give you till Saturday. If you don't text me, I'll leave you. Forget you. Delete you from Facebook, Skype, Msn, Tumblr, Phone. It's gonna be difficult, but I have to try. I do not want to disturb you anymore, pisses you off, stop you from playing cyber games. So, I'll hope you do the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never want this. I knew you for a very long time. You liked me then wants us to be good friends. But I think those were bullshit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you'll text me by next week! I'm looking forward for your message everyday. Please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm really really sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7922562877692256629?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7922562877692256629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7922562877692256629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7922562877692256629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7922562877692256629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/hold-my-heart-its-beating-for-you.html' title='hold my heart, its beating for you anyway'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSiWHPxja6I/AAAAAAAABNU/H7m-JKD-R9s/s72-c/428420524_73fd27a480_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-796224923904599583</id><published>2011-01-08T02:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T02:27:58.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="chatsequence chatsequence-contact" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.1em; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 1.1em; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; word-break: break-all; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;[u][b][c=55][i]"WeiKang 이민영 ™"[/i][/c][/b][/u] |&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(157, 0, 0); "&gt;i say k also u dont understand!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatsequence chatsequence-own" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.1em; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 1.1em; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;I say:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage-status-confirmed" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;i understand. K is an alphabet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatsequence chatsequence-contact" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.1em; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 1.1em; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; word-break: break-all; word-wrap: break-word; "&gt;[u][b][c=55][i]"WeiKang 이민영 ™"[/i][/c][/b][/u] |&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Segoe UI', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(157, 0, 0); "&gt;u dont talk cock la.. try to change subject..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatsequence chatsequence-own" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.1em; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-top: 2px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 2px; margin-left: 0px; font-size: 1.1em; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;I say:&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage-status-confirmed" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;I dont talk chicken okay! and im not changing subject&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;I like it when I piss WK OFF! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;AND JUSTIN BIEBER ON TV!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="chatmessage" style="font-family: Arial; margin-left: 10px; background-image: url(http://lcontent.ebuddy.com/web/va1.7.11/gfx/chat-messages-bg.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-position: 50% 100%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;Wtf? Someone just kill him already. BOBOKE BOBOKE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-796224923904599583?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/796224923904599583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=796224923904599583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/796224923904599583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/796224923904599583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/coming-home.html' title='Coming home!'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2320125227742957350</id><published>2011-01-08T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T00:49:05.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSdDV7zcktI/AAAAAAAABNM/ulzPF0PxxAs/s1600/tumblr_kz985kFHhV1qaz1gao1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSdDV7zcktI/AAAAAAAABNM/ulzPF0PxxAs/s320/tumblr_kz985kFHhV1qaz1gao1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559486309121954514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hold my heart. It's beating for you anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;MAMA'S FRIEND FROM FINLAND IS COMING TO SINGAPORE IN FEBUARY! I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED! I'M GONNA BE THEIR TOUR GUIDE! YIPPEE! SO EXCITED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2320125227742957350?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2320125227742957350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2320125227742957350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2320125227742957350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2320125227742957350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/hold-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSdDV7zcktI/AAAAAAAABNM/ulzPF0PxxAs/s72-c/tumblr_kz985kFHhV1qaz1gao1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1027466957110626058</id><published>2011-01-06T15:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T23:49:17.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yea, okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSXilQAEXWI/AAAAAAAABNE/Kzn6ggpSCI0/s1600/tumblr_l6jfnlduqQ1qbu4iro1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSXilQAEXWI/AAAAAAAABNE/Kzn6ggpSCI0/s320/tumblr_l6jfnlduqQ1qbu4iro1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559098444637035874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GONNA DYE MY HAIR REDDDD! AND CUT IT! WOOHOOO! And I'm not gonna upload any photo TILL CHINESE NEW YEAR! I'm so excited! Okay maybe not gonna cut my hair! I just want my hair to be super duper REDD!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I once read in my all time favourite book, that to forget your past, you should change your look. SO YEA, I'M CHANGING MY LOOK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Just give her back to me&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't afford the medicine that feeds what I need&lt;br /&gt;So baby what if I can't forget you? (What if I can't forget you?)&lt;br /&gt;Collide invisible lips like a shadow on the wall and just throw, oh no&lt;br /&gt;You can't just throw me away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;- Caraphernelia by Pierce the Veil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Watching HITCH! And that show is AMAZING! Boring but sweet! Bye gonna continue watching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1027466957110626058?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1027466957110626058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1027466957110626058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1027466957110626058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1027466957110626058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-gonna-dye-my-hair-redddd-and-cut-it.html' title='Yea, okay'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSXilQAEXWI/AAAAAAAABNE/Kzn6ggpSCI0/s72-c/tumblr_l6jfnlduqQ1qbu4iro1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-5832505745006218381</id><published>2011-01-06T00:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:08:09.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cough cough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSSk-_canUI/AAAAAAAABM8/8qVths9U7co/s1600/IMG_0540.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSSk-_canUI/AAAAAAAABM8/8qVths9U7co/s320/IMG_0540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558749242171497794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG! Its my 6th days of getting sick! MY GOD! And its not getting any better yet WORST! Mum told me by Sunday if I'm not well, she'll bring me to the hospital, like previously. I got nagged at cause I don't know how to take care of myself. _.._&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, the lightning just now really scared the shit out of me. I had to on my music out loud and hid under my blanket! YEA, I have Astraphobic. That's why when I see lightning, I squat and quickly run next to someone taller and my face will look all cramped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KBYE! I'M GOING TO BED WITH MUMMY! The only place where I feel comfortable sleeping when I'm sick. Yup, I've been sleeping next to Mum for all the 6 days [including today] I've been sick! MACAM SMALL KID! K BYEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-5832505745006218381?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/5832505745006218381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=5832505745006218381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5832505745006218381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5832505745006218381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/cough-cough.html' title='cough cough'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSSk-_canUI/AAAAAAAABM8/8qVths9U7co/s72-c/IMG_0540.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7794127633728081872</id><published>2011-01-05T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T17:49:29.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message for God</title><content type='html'>IM SORRY GOD! I totally believe in you! Now, please make the lightning go away! You're scaring me! I fear lightning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do believe in You! I know You could feel my heart and its beating very fast now, PLEASE STOP! Im all alone at home! I'm scareddd!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If You stop, I'll pray. I'll listen to mum. I'll say sorry to dad and listen to him. I promise.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7794127633728081872?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7794127633728081872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7794127633728081872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7794127633728081872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7794127633728081872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-sorry-god-i-totally-believe-in-you.html' title='Message for God'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2072524891324506221</id><published>2011-01-05T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:32:24.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caraphernelia on repeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSQeel4qSzI/AAAAAAAABM0/QjEPHXX_Chc/s1600/fs%2Bshit%2B2copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 89px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSQeel4qSzI/AAAAAAAABM0/QjEPHXX_Chc/s320/fs%2Bshit%2B2copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558601350996708146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just cried myself a river. I totally swear my eyes, they're totally red and puffy. And this few days, my tantrum suck. Sarcasm everyday to Mum [I'm sorry], siblings, cousins, ex-colleague and mostly strangers. I can't control my anger anymore. Usually, this happens when I'm pissed, sad and FEELING VERY INSECURE! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I think this is what I'm gonna do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Stay really away from the computer for countless days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Drown myself with BF's SPARK, or maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Lock myself in the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Watch Twilight, from The Saga to Eclipse over and over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Cancel number 2, drown myself with Mum's cough syrup and coke. [Better idea]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Chill by the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'M SO STRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;OMG! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I fucking wish I'll die now. I don't care. I don't believe in Illuminati and I don't know whether I should believe in God? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Quote from my beloved Minah cousin, "Kecil kecil tak nak mampus, da besar menyusahkan [I don't know whether this is the correct spelling] orang". So if I translate that, it would be "When you're younger, you don't wanna die, when you're older, you're troublesome?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I think I want an advance present from Mom and Dad. Even though my birthday is 3 months away. I just need to start a fresh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Send me to live with Auntie Emma in Australia and I don't want to come back here. Please. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2072524891324506221?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2072524891324506221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2072524891324506221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2072524891324506221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2072524891324506221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/caraphernelia-on-repeat.html' title='Caraphernelia on repeat'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSQeel4qSzI/AAAAAAAABM0/QjEPHXX_Chc/s72-c/fs%2Bshit%2B2copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2592297574593049463</id><published>2011-01-04T22:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T22:29:59.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry, god</title><content type='html'>I WANNA GET WELL NOW! I DON'T WANT TO BE SICK! I DON'T WANT TO BE SICK LIKE PREVIOUSLY FOR 11 DAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2592297574593049463?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2592297574593049463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2592297574593049463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2592297574593049463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2592297574593049463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-sorry-god.html' title='i&apos;m sorry, god'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-839962860909282653</id><published>2011-01-04T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T11:24:59.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>knnbnbcbmotherfatherfuckertan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;If I were blue, would you be there for me,&lt;br /&gt;And whisper in my ears that's ok.&lt;br /&gt;Would you stand by me, let me hold you tight,&lt;br /&gt;And say you love me one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel good, would you slow dance with me,&lt;br /&gt;And touch my lips with tender loving care,&lt;br /&gt;Would you die for me, would you run with me,&lt;br /&gt;And never look back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be there to love, to be with me?&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear that your love is always true?&lt;br /&gt;Would you say that you'll always be the one,&lt;br /&gt;to take my breath away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;- Would You Be There By Redwan Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Just go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Ignore me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Neglect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Forget me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;- Bam DZombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I swear I shall NEVER trust anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm a fucking problematic kid, you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I love life to be miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;GAH, JUST FUCK OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-839962860909282653?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/839962860909282653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=839962860909282653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/839962860909282653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/839962860909282653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/knnbnbcbmotherfatherfuckertan.html' title='knnbnbcbmotherfatherfuckertan'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-5633819429468504083</id><published>2011-01-04T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T00:49:24.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the hell is wrong with me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSH-DQIx1KI/AAAAAAAABMs/WcmWAuxLXp0/s1600/3778672998_af12754331_z.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSH-DQIx1KI/AAAAAAAABMs/WcmWAuxLXp0/s320/3778672998_af12754331_z.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558002746976752802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I wanna be alone for the rest of my life. I mean it. I need to go to the beach, my usual spot, the secret swing, the mini sea forest. Yea, no one knows about that place, not including my besties, but there's only one person who does. That person came all the way from Clementi just to make me feel all better. We did nothing but sit. Not even talk. Well, that person tried to make a joke but seriously, it wasn't funny. But really appreciate it a lot. I'm lucky to have that person as a friend. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this person isn't Apple. God, that idiot is USELESS. I rock, I didn't cry over him! But he hurts me lots. I swear I'm not gonna be with another skater who wants to skate till death. But I still wants his hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this person isn't Godmum's son. Elias's Bro? Irfan? I know I used to like him and everything but nehh, not the kinda person I wanna be with. HE TALKS TOO MUCH! HAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Adil? From germany? GOD! ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I LAST WEBCAM WITH HIM! I miss his curls! Even though he turned gay, I FUCKING LOVE HIM [in a friend kinda way]!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know all my girlfriends have been with me through thick and thin. I got no idea how you guys tolerate my nonsense for the past 6 to 10 years? WAIT I KNOW! LIKE, "Eh? Kau da makan?" Its annoying but who cares! I LOVE YOU! ALL THREE OF YOU MARRY ME, OKAY?! We'll have BABY FISHES AS CHILDREN! HAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-5633819429468504083?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/5633819429468504083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=5633819429468504083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5633819429468504083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5633819429468504083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-hell-is-wrong-with-me.html' title='what the hell is wrong with me?'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSH-DQIx1KI/AAAAAAAABMs/WcmWAuxLXp0/s72-c/3778672998_af12754331_z.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-3219854878737629968</id><published>2011-01-03T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:59:24.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tap tap REVENGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSHMEWFZ5sI/AAAAAAAABMk/_YE9aXQL1y4/s1600/03012011613copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSHMEWFZ5sI/AAAAAAAABMk/_YE9aXQL1y4/s320/03012011613copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557947790171694786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had got nothing to do today, really. Woke up early in the morning for nothing. Mum called to tell me that I don't have to send my cat to the Vet and that really pisses me off, like WTF! I WOKE UP SO EARLY! So I stoned on my bed the whole day? As I could remember, almost half of the day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I shouldn't have told people that when I grow up, and if my dreams of becoming a Photographer/ Fashion Designer/ Architect can't be achieve, I want to be a HOUSEWIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Response of people:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone: HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum: You? Bluffing right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second sis: Didn't she told Uncle that she will get married in another 7 more years. [CB! I was just joking!I hate it when people ask whether DAD already have an *in-law* WTF!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brother: Goodluck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma: *SHE LAUGHED LIKE HELL SIAAAAAA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened just now, while Bro was ironing his uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bro: Eh, you said you wanna be a Housewife, right? Help me IRON, OKAY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: AMAK! Stfu or I'm gonna take that iron and put it against your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bro: *Cross his eyes like how I always do to him*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum: Can you please fold that properly, its all out of shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Er? I'm doing it or you? *Show my fingers* Its never straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why but every single time when I'm sick, they always like disturbing me. So when I'm back to normal, THEY'RE ALL DOOMED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the photo above, Sister and I were bored and started cleaning the room and we found our nail thingy. And decided to randomly color nails!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't stop sneezing! LIKE ITS BEEN TWO DAYS ALREADY! MY NOSE AND THROAT ARE FUCKING SORE! And now Sister having cold too~ OPPS! Not my fault!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSHMEDjrgiI/AAAAAAAABMc/TwH3AOggKlc/s1600/tumblr_l9va7aOZcd1qbuik5o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSHMEDjrgiI/AAAAAAAABMc/TwH3AOggKlc/s320/tumblr_l9va7aOZcd1qbuik5o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557947785198404130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wanna do my room something like this! But I doubt Mother lets me~ Worst Dad~ But WHO CARES! I'm sleeping in it, not them. So I'll start tomorrow! And I can't wait to fucking move out from this house, I don't care if its not in the east already. I just want out! I WANT TO MOVE OUT BEFORE I START SCHOOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I wanna go draw right now. DRAW FOR THE FUTURE! YIPPE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KBYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-3219854878737629968?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/3219854878737629968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=3219854878737629968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3219854878737629968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3219854878737629968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/tap-tap-revenge.html' title='Tap tap REVENGE'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSHMEWFZ5sI/AAAAAAAABMk/_YE9aXQL1y4/s72-c/03012011613copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-4685437831405362672</id><published>2011-01-02T21:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:10:48.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSCG0O75_WI/AAAAAAAABMU/xj6uHz58q5M/s1600/reminds%2Bme%2Bof%2Bodza.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSCG0O75_WI/AAAAAAAABMU/xj6uHz58q5M/s320/reminds%2Bme%2Bof%2Bodza.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557590172095872354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her hair freaking reminds me of ODZA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel like I wanna shit! Tummy ache again! And this time not asking Mother for help. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow gotta wake up early, have to send my cat for injection. Talked to her, but she gave me the lame-est FACE EVER! And checked her appoinment card and the person spelled her NAME WRONGLY! She go put "CHOW"! Walau eh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I'M GONNA BLOG ABOUT HOW SHITTY TODAY WAS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Woke up at 8am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Had breakfast &amp;amp; medicine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Fall Asleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Woke up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Ate porridge &amp;amp; medicine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Watched Harry Potter [Chamber of secrets and Half blood Prince]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) NOW - Onlining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) LATER - Sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) NEXT DAY - Waking up early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SHITTYYYYY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-4685437831405362672?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/4685437831405362672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=4685437831405362672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4685437831405362672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4685437831405362672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/aa.html' title='AA'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TSCG0O75_WI/AAAAAAAABMU/xj6uHz58q5M/s72-c/reminds%2Bme%2Bof%2Bodza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-436418517835883764</id><published>2011-01-01T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T23:09:19.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So so so so</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TR9DeG9qeEI/AAAAAAAABMM/EDJVLi9age8/s1600/tumblr_lcv26cgIDc1qch30go1_400.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TR9DeG9qeEI/AAAAAAAABMM/EDJVLi9age8/s320/tumblr_lcv26cgIDc1qch30go1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557234649742866498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting of 2011, first thing I got was GASTRIC~ And then Mother gave me pills for it, and then same ALLERGY REACTION which cause my eyes to be swollen up till now! FUCKING PAINFUL, then decided to nap awhile and when I woke up, I could barely speak, my voice ran deeper into my throat. And FLU! AND FEVER! And not forgetting my eyes, STILL SWOLLEN AND RED! I'M AN ALIEN which is sooo A-O-SOME! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, I hate today? FML? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-436418517835883764?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/436418517835883764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=436418517835883764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/436418517835883764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/436418517835883764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-so-so-so.html' title='So so so so'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TR9DeG9qeEI/AAAAAAAABMM/EDJVLi9age8/s72-c/tumblr_lcv26cgIDc1qch30go1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-167849185603099341</id><published>2011-01-01T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T01:16:25.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELIAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TR4PsKRI6fI/AAAAAAAABL8/IYg027AxSV0/s320/164063_1454574895129_1556017028_30935573_7732456_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556896241566673394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss Elias [the one wearing yellow, with the doll and he is a small CUTIE!] so effing much! My baby godbro! I miss his WOOO [with large eyes and pouting lips] when he's looking at girls! I WANNA fly to MELBOURNE now! And snuggle him tight! OMG HE FUCKING CUTE RIGHT?! I'm so gonna put his photo as my wallpaper!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TR4PsVhxZoI/AAAAAAAABME/DaZApZhszPQ/s320/21859_1174352609747_1556017028_30388395_6573957_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556896244589225602" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-167849185603099341?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/167849185603099341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=167849185603099341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/167849185603099341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/167849185603099341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2011/01/elias.html' title='ELIAS!'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TR4PsKRI6fI/AAAAAAAABL8/IYg027AxSV0/s72-c/164063_1454574895129_1556017028_30935573_7732456_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6188913283340260095</id><published>2010-12-31T01:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T02:21:35.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A letter from Janelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRzLAas0lHI/AAAAAAAABL0/nI5brk_5R6s/s1600/63561_182031001808698_100000053973772_668719_6330396_n.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRzLAas0lHI/AAAAAAAABL0/nI5brk_5R6s/s320/63561_182031001808698_100000053973772_668719_6330396_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556539248296105074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God! I REALLY feel like cutting my hair off! Stress ar AND I'M NOT EVEN SCHOOLING YET! *Flicks a bug off* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, I got no idea why she just have to criticize him, LIKE COME ON! HE doesn't like you anymore yet he likes me okay, SO WHY the hell you freaking out for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: Why you let him do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: *Gives her the look*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: YOU DIDN'T FALL FOR HIM RIGHT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Actually..  I did.. Like quite a long time ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She: SERIIIII! WHY?! HE PERVERT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear he is not a fucking pervert. I know him better than you do, and you never gave him a chance. You said he's this and that but he is nothing at all like what you said. You don't know him at all! So seriously, just STFU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I totally don't like it when people say that they wish for a better year! And that this year SUCK! Seriously, I think you gotta get a fucking LIFE then! Every fucking year is the same, YOU GROW A FUCKING YEAR OLDER only! Heartbreaks, enemies? WHO THE FUCK CARES?! No one told you have have numerous break ups and enemies and all those bullshit right? So deal with it. _|_ (^..^) _|_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6188913283340260095?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6188913283340260095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6188913283340260095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6188913283340260095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6188913283340260095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/god-i-really-feel-like-cutting-my-hair.html' title='A letter from Janelle'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRzLAas0lHI/AAAAAAAABL0/nI5brk_5R6s/s72-c/63561_182031001808698_100000053973772_668719_6330396_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-470522007170198506</id><published>2010-12-30T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T01:08:44.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;To: Donkey Hasim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From: I, Babi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;*Anyway I just want a confirmation from you, that you know I liked you right? And I've waited for the answer for God knows how long. I act like I don't care but honestly deep in my heart I do really care. It doesn't matter if I'm able to make it or not. I just wants to know the answer. Anyway I'm still hanging by the cliff, I'm still waiting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Yea, I know you liked me, okay~. I haven't forget it yet, it's been ringing in my head. You know~, I never liked deciding. I do like you too~ BUT, I like WK as well. And its fucking tough for me, okay! You guys asked me on the same day, REALLY SHOCKED ME TO MY SHITS! I couldn't even feel my heart at that time. How? If I really could run down and sit on the road right now, I would. Might as well I get hit by a truck or get hit by two trucks rather than having to decide. Anyway, why are you hanging by the cliff? There's no cliffs in Singapore? =/ And I know, I still haven't answer you're question yet. I still need a whole fucking lot of time. Can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-470522007170198506?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/470522007170198506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=470522007170198506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/470522007170198506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/470522007170198506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-donkey-hasim-from-i-babi-anyway-i.html' title='HI'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-4149110655360086917</id><published>2010-12-30T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T00:54:12.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-..-</title><content type='html'>I hate living in suspens. Really. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-4149110655360086917?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/4149110655360086917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=4149110655360086917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4149110655360086917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4149110655360086917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='-..-'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-4808992759962223901</id><published>2010-12-29T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T23:57:47.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slurp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRtaE7xSo1I/AAAAAAAABLk/-6W9vjioIag/s1600/andy%2Bsixx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRtaE7xSo1I/AAAAAAAABLk/-6W9vjioIag/s320/andy%2Bsixx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556133606102049618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love ANDY SIXX! nyeh nyeh nyeh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;GULLIVER'S TRAVEL WAS AWESOMEEEEEE! "WAR, UH HAK YEA! WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR? UH HAK! ABSOLUTELY, NOTHING!" I wanna watch it again! Went to watch it with WK, and moments with him, GOD! AWKWARD! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I STEPPED ON MY BABY'S TAIL! *SOBS* That's for sitting behind me while I'm on the phone! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: Help me wash the fruits?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: APPLES?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom: YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: NO WAY! I hate "APPLE"[understand?]! *Roll eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, the music video Airplanes by BOB blabla and Hayley William? MY HAIR IS LIKE HER NOW except not colored. Cute And Mom had to ask stupid questions. *ROLL EYES*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M HAVING SORE EYES NOW! Pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-4808992759962223901?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/4808992759962223901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=4808992759962223901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4808992759962223901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4808992759962223901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/slurp.html' title='Slurp'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRtaE7xSo1I/AAAAAAAABLk/-6W9vjioIag/s72-c/andy%2Bsixx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6734511995911073737</id><published>2010-12-28T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:25:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want ice cream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4zKdcqI/AAAAAAAABLc/DIijQPTtCjY/s1600/P1070356.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4zKdcqI/AAAAAAAABLc/DIijQPTtCjY/s320/P1070356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555752966610055842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4jyepfI/AAAAAAAABLU/YqVoEdzYnxw/s1600/P1040419.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4jyepfI/AAAAAAAABLU/YqVoEdzYnxw/s320/P1040419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555752962482939378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4fJWY1I/AAAAAAAABLM/nhBSOW-5dek/s1600/Picture%2B115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4fJWY1I/AAAAAAAABLM/nhBSOW-5dek/s320/Picture%2B115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555752961236689746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4MEWIDI/AAAAAAAABLE/rLX0JQbgVhU/s1600/P1080447copy.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4MEWIDI/AAAAAAAABLE/rLX0JQbgVhU/s320/P1080447copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555752956115427378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6734511995911073737?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6734511995911073737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6734511995911073737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6734511995911073737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6734511995911073737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-ice-cream.html' title='I want ice cream!'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRn_4zKdcqI/AAAAAAAABLc/DIijQPTtCjY/s72-c/P1070356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-646836855288394780</id><published>2010-12-28T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:32:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats gotta hurt.</title><content type='html'>Damn funny and its one thing why i dont wanna have children, cause i hate the fact that i have to give birth to them and watching discovery home &amp; health about Amazing Babies doesnt help at all. It made me even more grossed out. I got no idea why the fuck they actually show someone giving birth just like that for! Omg! Fucking gross! Argh, i dont wanna be a mummy! Okay, im gonna get ill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis: (watched the same show and went) Ouch! That gotta hurt! *cross her legs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE'S ONLY EIGHT! Wtf! Ewwwwwww! Bye! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-646836855288394780?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/646836855288394780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=646836855288394780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/646836855288394780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/646836855288394780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/thats-gotta-hurt.html' title='Thats gotta hurt.'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8361337177055124284</id><published>2010-12-26T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T00:12:46.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRdfrw3epOI/AAAAAAAABK4/uip4yqy-pYI/s1600/tumblr_ldv8g3Wjvn1qzxubko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRdfrw3epOI/AAAAAAAABK4/uip4yqy-pYI/s320/tumblr_ldv8g3Wjvn1qzxubko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555013870841406690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoying! Don't you find that I'm annoying? I don't know why but I'm fucking pissed at myself for nothing or maybe it's just the song I'm listening toooooo?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis: Why do you kept on typing and then backspacing them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Because I didn't backspace them then type them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sis: -..-" I'm asking right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Wait, why do you care? Go and do your stuff. Go gaga over your Korean losers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(the post below is NOT about my sis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH OH! As much as she hates me, I hate her more since young. I mean come on, she fucking talk behind my back as if I didn't know. Every single time, I covered her fucking backside but what did she repay me? By putting shits into everyone's ears. Calling me immature? =.= Hello?! Who is the IMMATURE one? She or I? At least I admit what am I. Unlike somebody~ Fucking claim that she isn't a MINAH! What the hell? And when I teased her about her being a Minah, she fucking NUDGE MY HEAD HARD! Put some sense into her some one, I'm already dumb, don't make me anymore DUMBER~ I know I'm a threat to her cause I'm nicer and everyone like me for it. Or maybe its just because HER CRUSH USED TO LIKE ME! Thats why she hates me? Oh well, she should open her eyes fucking BIG, that that guy is a fucking player and who in the world wants that for a boyfriend? Oh yea, she's a low life minah.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't really mind people browsing what ever is on my phone except photos (its fucking embarrassing!) but she's my cousin so who gives a fuck. And then she's gonna go through my contacts like "Who is Adam? Which Zul is this? Got any that is handsome not?" ANNOYING MUCH, RIGHT? Then when she is using my  laptop, "EH! SO MANY PHOTOS? SO FREE AR YOU? Can help me edit my photos?" And then she uses my laptop like its her own. Panas la kan talk about her. I wanna stop and cry myself a bathtub. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.07 MOSQUITOES BITES ALL OVER MY LEGS! =( Pity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.10 Stop asking why I don't eat beef! Can or cannot?! I will hate myself if I eat, okay? Small kid thing~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.11 What the fuck is with numbers? I just find it COOLIO! Well, its the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11.12 I MISS MY GERMAN BOY FRIEND! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY! I think this is gonna be so weird, coming from me, but I kinda miss Choir. The "OMG! A LOTNYE PEOPLE *pulls each other hands*"; Instructor giving instructions to SMILE; Not turning up for practice just because we hate the instructor; And the instructor hating Kira, Nad and I. HAAAAAAAAAA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sakae, I know you're gonna go like "OMG!!!! I MISS CHOIR TOOOOOO!" but please when we go out together, DO NOT TALK ABOUT THIS! OR IN MSN! OR WHERE SO EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8361337177055124284?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8361337177055124284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8361337177055124284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8361337177055124284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8361337177055124284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/whot.html' title='whot'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRdfrw3epOI/AAAAAAAABK4/uip4yqy-pYI/s72-c/tumblr_ldv8g3Wjvn1qzxubko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-5057924205622876469</id><published>2010-12-23T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:15:22.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>160/200</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRIjt9j1p6I/AAAAAAAABKg/DwL9iV-o-gc/s1600/tumblr_lckyncvAE41qa4qbeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRIjt9j1p6I/AAAAAAAABKg/DwL9iV-o-gc/s320/tumblr_lckyncvAE41qa4qbeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553540563027208098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small; "&gt;I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: small; "&gt;That don't bother me&lt;br /&gt;I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Even though going on with you gone still upsets me&lt;br /&gt;There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok&lt;br /&gt;But that's not what gets me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRIjuGbKfoI/AAAAAAAABKo/iP3iIMJJWMY/s320/tumblr_ld3743GRCi1qczq12o1_500.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553540565406744194" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-5057924205622876469?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/5057924205622876469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=5057924205622876469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5057924205622876469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5057924205622876469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/160200.html' title='160/200'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRIjt9j1p6I/AAAAAAAABKg/DwL9iV-o-gc/s72-c/tumblr_lckyncvAE41qa4qbeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-4602382813825239356</id><published>2010-12-21T13:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T13:19:51.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsession with guitar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I FUCKING FIND PEOPLE WHO PLAYS THE GUITAR; HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRA4g0OXG7I/AAAAAAAABKY/JeGXI_jf1fU/s1600/Guitar_by_Odymind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRA4g0OXG7I/AAAAAAAABKY/JeGXI_jf1fU/s320/Guitar_by_Odymind.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553000476973669298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRA4gifS_II/AAAAAAAABKQ/rxJvf4JMlcY/s1600/Guitar_by_vandilism33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRA4gifS_II/AAAAAAAABKQ/rxJvf4JMlcY/s320/Guitar_by_vandilism33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553000472212864130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-4602382813825239356?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/4602382813825239356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=4602382813825239356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4602382813825239356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4602382813825239356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/obsession-with-guitar.html' title='Obsession with guitar'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TRA4g0OXG7I/AAAAAAAABKY/JeGXI_jf1fU/s72-c/Guitar_by_Odymind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7495592022750227424</id><published>2010-12-20T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:33:59.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm fired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ9n-q5PNwI/AAAAAAAABKI/_L11qT8fmr0/s1600/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ9n-q5PNwI/AAAAAAAABKI/_L11qT8fmr0/s320/photo2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552771191935022850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ9n-W4DJDI/AAAAAAAABKA/M0Vmum9qb8A/s1600/photography1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ9n-W4DJDI/AAAAAAAABKA/M0Vmum9qb8A/s1600/photography1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ9n-W4DJDI/AAAAAAAABKA/M0Vmum9qb8A/s320/photography1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552771186561328178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE PHOTOGRAPHY! I'm the best! And Mother was so jealous when I showed her the photos I took cause she kept nagging about her photographer who doesn't  know how to take AWESOME photos LIKE ME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IN THEIR FACES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ9n-MVk0XI/AAAAAAAABJ4/SImSq0sinxY/s1600/47601_1512332685109_1138141918_31153121_5751695_n.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ9n-MVk0XI/AAAAAAAABJ4/SImSq0sinxY/s320/47601_1512332685109_1138141918_31153121_5751695_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552771183732380018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7495592022750227424?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7495592022750227424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7495592022750227424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7495592022750227424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7495592022750227424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-fired.html' title='I&apos;m fired'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ9n-q5PNwI/AAAAAAAABKI/_L11qT8fmr0/s72-c/photo2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-3550659234945940144</id><published>2010-12-19T11:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T12:57:16.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kl and colmar tropical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZxv_bbI/AAAAAAAABJo/0bWMDuysXY4/s1600/IMG_0980.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZxv_bbI/AAAAAAAABJo/0bWMDuysXY4/s320/IMG_0980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552251588631817650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZpYFzJI/AAAAAAAABJg/RKw5XYs4VB0/s1600/IMG_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZpYFzJI/AAAAAAAABJg/RKw5XYs4VB0/s320/IMG_0983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552251586384088210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZTahw0I/AAAAAAAABJY/FhjvzsbfL1s/s1600/IMG_0993.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZTahw0I/AAAAAAAABJY/FhjvzsbfL1s/s320/IMG_0993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552251580488729410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZHWv8NI/AAAAAAAABJQ/s4nF5hWJ6RM/s1600/IMG_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZHWv8NI/AAAAAAAABJQ/s4nF5hWJ6RM/s320/IMG_1027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552251577251655890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2M1PL0UDI/AAAAAAAABJI/Ghntx_OMtr8/s1600/IMG_1070.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2M1PL0UDI/AAAAAAAABJI/Ghntx_OMtr8/s320/IMG_1070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552248761854742578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2M0w0C1UI/AAAAAAAABJA/NMqrDugpBw4/s1600/IMG_1083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2M0w0C1UI/AAAAAAAABJA/NMqrDugpBw4/s320/IMG_1083.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552248753701967170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colmar Tropical! I fucking love this place! Fairytale like looking~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2M0eLk2CI/AAAAAAAABI4/pQO0MyuTLgc/s1600/IMG_1091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2M0eLk2CI/AAAAAAAABI4/pQO0MyuTLgc/s320/IMG_1091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552248748700391458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2M0ICncXI/AAAAAAAABIw/FUKTtY_nobg/s1600/IMG_1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2M0ICncXI/AAAAAAAABIw/FUKTtY_nobg/s320/IMG_1105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552248742757233010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2Mz51plMI/AAAAAAAABIo/z62zlw-06ts/s1600/IMG_1124.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2Mz51plMI/AAAAAAAABIo/z62zlw-06ts/s320/IMG_1124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552248738944750786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LKwqOAvI/AAAAAAAABIg/2YMGj3N13QU/s1600/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LKwqOAvI/AAAAAAAABIg/2YMGj3N13QU/s320/IMG_1155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246932594623218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LKtbQDdI/AAAAAAAABIY/J8Nb-mkws4k/s1600/IMG_1189.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LKtbQDdI/AAAAAAAABIY/J8Nb-mkws4k/s320/IMG_1189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246931726536146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LKVHs_zI/AAAAAAAABIQ/bvw_f4OX1QY/s1600/IMG_1217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LKVHs_zI/AAAAAAAABIQ/bvw_f4OX1QY/s320/IMG_1217.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246925202095922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PHOTO BOMB! LOVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LKCQ8QhI/AAAAAAAABII/Jv4fcw8xcZA/s1600/IMG_1245.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LKCQ8QhI/AAAAAAAABII/Jv4fcw8xcZA/s320/IMG_1245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246920140571154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LJ5IPXaI/AAAAAAAABIA/ZWIMS2Q840E/s1600/IMG_1247.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2LJ5IPXaI/AAAAAAAABIA/ZWIMS2Q840E/s320/IMG_1247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246917688155554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KZA_GMoI/AAAAAAAABH4/suyovX-i1Eo/s1600/IMG_1257.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KZA_GMoI/AAAAAAAABH4/suyovX-i1Eo/s320/IMG_1257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246077983699586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KYxPow_I/AAAAAAAABHw/0Aj5sebYfsM/s1600/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KYxPow_I/AAAAAAAABHw/0Aj5sebYfsM/s320/IMG_1304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246073758106610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KYplvqRI/AAAAAAAABHo/oA6osGCZzx0/s1600/IMG_1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KYplvqRI/AAAAAAAABHo/oA6osGCZzx0/s320/IMG_1305.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246071703349522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KYZ6b5JI/AAAAAAAABHg/HFdb0k4KaWk/s1600/IMG_1324.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KYZ6b5JI/AAAAAAAABHg/HFdb0k4KaWk/s320/IMG_1324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246067495167122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KYCjBp3I/AAAAAAAABHY/lVNKl8nlDSg/s1600/13122010605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2KYCjBp3I/AAAAAAAABHY/lVNKl8nlDSg/s320/13122010605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552246061222963058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No shame! Caught having sex in public! I have the video~ LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/3109044306479993393-3550659234945940144?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/3550659234945940144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=3550659234945940144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3550659234945940144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/3550659234945940144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/kl-and-colmar-tropical.html' title='kl and colmar tropical'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQ2PZxv_bbI/AAAAAAAABJo/0bWMDuysXY4/s72-c/IMG_0980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-5309212614446637345</id><published>2010-12-14T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:38:44.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just aint right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQd9APArRgI/AAAAAAAABGo/koQ8zUfEMSg/s1600/mine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQd9APArRgI/AAAAAAAABGo/koQ8zUfEMSg/s320/mine.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550542508740265474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from KL! Okay, I didn't even mention anything about it on the previous post. SO WHO CARES! And I have got this fucking hilarious photo. Idea given by my SUPER DUPER CLEVER BRO! I can't help but laugh over and over again looking at the picture. I'll uploading it on the next post cause I'm not using my laptop; using the bloody annoying desktop. No wait, all photos on the next post!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At KL, I fooled a Chinese guy. He asked "Malay ke Chinese?" I replied "Ar? Indian." And walks off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He went "Huh? What? Indian?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at Colmar Tropical, I saw rabbits FUCKING! Like serious shit, I even video it. They are so gonna be FAMOUS! And lastly SAW DONKEY! LOL~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna end here. I'm too lazy to type. And the weather is fucking warm! KSHUTTUP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-5309212614446637345?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/5309212614446637345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=5309212614446637345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5309212614446637345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5309212614446637345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-aint-right.html' title='just aint right'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TQd9APArRgI/AAAAAAAABGo/koQ8zUfEMSg/s72-c/mine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7866346565681035157</id><published>2010-12-08T23:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T23:51:18.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TP-pYNG7tsI/AAAAAAAABGg/ZYSlqWnfmL8/s1600/news_1_by_toyib-d34gk17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TP-pYNG7tsI/AAAAAAAABGg/ZYSlqWnfmL8/s320/news_1_by_toyib-d34gk17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548339499244435138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a tough life. DO NOT MAKE IT ANY TOUGHER, PLEASE. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate deciding. I hate choosing. I hate it if it's for my future. I might as well DIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7866346565681035157?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7866346565681035157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7866346565681035157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7866346565681035157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7866346565681035157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TP-pYNG7tsI/AAAAAAAABGg/ZYSlqWnfmL8/s72-c/news_1_by_toyib-d34gk17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-568580979169395686</id><published>2010-12-08T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T17:40:50.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess you're it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TP9SnOTYqyI/AAAAAAAABGY/5HB88rtpOis/s1600/Picture%2B309.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TP9SnOTYqyI/AAAAAAAABGY/5HB88rtpOis/s320/Picture%2B309.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548244099751521058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking lots lately, well, not really lately but today, er, about the message Donkey sent? I don't really know what to say and my date line is up, he needs an answer by tonight. what if I said yes? How would he react? What if I say no? Would he kill himself? It was supposed to be a private message but who cares, it's my message from him so its my property.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donkey: Hmm.. I had this thought, have been thinking for very long already.. About you and me getting into a relationship. I know this may sound weird. But would you like to be my Gf? I'm tired of playing around. It's fine with me if you wanna think through this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My responds was "WOW. You really really do like me don't you?" And sent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Donkey: Yes I really like you. I like how you are. I like your silliness. I like everything bout you. You can answer me now or later. Take your time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I sent it two of my IDIOTS which is Kira and Nadine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kira's respond was "Oh em gee! SO SWEET! TAKE HIM YOU BITCH! TAKE! TAKE! Then you reply him what? Sorry late reply, I just woke up. Hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea! I just typed the whole text down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nadine respond " OMG SERI!!! How how? You nak consider tak? He sound very serious sia. You tak nak give him a chance ah?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just need a respond from Sakae now. Haiz! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still thinking. I don't know. I'm having doubts. Cause I just can't let him skip the queue, right? And how about my plan of being single till I'm 21? Too many question to answer by myself. Help? Anyone? Help me please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what? I'm silently gonna get out of the company and I don't care whether I'm blacklisted or not. I hate it so much why would I want to come back to that place, true? So? Now? Any vacancies? Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-568580979169395686?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/568580979169395686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=568580979169395686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/568580979169395686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/568580979169395686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-guess-youre-it.html' title='I guess you&apos;re it?'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TP9SnOTYqyI/AAAAAAAABGY/5HB88rtpOis/s72-c/Picture%2B309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2377468716214721405</id><published>2010-12-06T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T22:17:20.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part time, wtf?</title><content type='html'>I'm not having much rest now a days! Sleep late? Waking up early? Dealing with notorious customers. Which i do not prefer chinese customers at all and indians too. I prefer malays and some cacausian. They are the most patient one ! Chinese, they just like to make people confuse and when im confuse, they are too. And for the indians they are just naggy and i think its in their blood. Not trying to be racist or anything but im just stating the FACT. If you agree, say WTF! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And vitamib water is in Singapore! I love it so very much but way expensive for normal day drink. Might as well go and buy Mogu Mogu and get high but still, i do love its taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Donkey is getting on my nerve? Er? Just maybe right, i might have fallen for him. Okay, do not freak out. I repeat, DO NOT FREAK OUT. But i just dont trust him much just yet. Arghhhhh. I cant speak my mind right. Im tooooooo stress abd burnt out! I'll update next time! Bye.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2377468716214721405?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2377468716214721405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2377468716214721405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2377468716214721405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2377468716214721405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/part-time-wtf.html' title='Part time, wtf?'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-786006804610018662</id><published>2010-12-02T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:38:03.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what we gonna be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPehB0kin3I/AAAAAAAABGQ/3gKKA3-_A7o/s1600/02122010545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPehB0kin3I/AAAAAAAABGQ/3gKKA3-_A7o/s320/02122010545.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546078518793903986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Photoshoot" tomorrow! YAY! It's been such a long time! OH MY HELL, FINALLY! Going to Keppel by the bay! Wee~! Hmm, what to wear? I was think corset! Wee! But corset with what? Haiyo, nevermind! Punk-ish Emo, can?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been drawing! Yay me! And I'm gonna read now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-786006804610018662?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/786006804610018662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=786006804610018662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/786006804610018662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/786006804610018662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-we-gonna-be.html' title='what we gonna be'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPehB0kin3I/AAAAAAAABGQ/3gKKA3-_A7o/s72-c/02122010545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-4782942669326541038</id><published>2010-12-01T21:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T21:57:18.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lover my life, my baby my wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPZUK4xiQzI/AAAAAAAABGI/g1sKLq3OiWw/s1600/01122010544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPZUK4xiQzI/AAAAAAAABGI/g1sKLq3OiWw/s320/01122010544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545712537168921394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently addicted to Sam Tsui and Christina duet. Song entitled, "Just A Dream". LOVEEEEE~ So I guess its lyrics time?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking 'bout you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking 'bout me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking 'bout us, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What we gonna be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open my eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was only just a dream,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blabla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;blabla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go check it out yourself. Search Sam Tsui on Youtube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lover,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Progress on Sakae's birthday drawing. I redo-ed and redo-ed. And now, I'm stopping cause I don't really give a shit already. Its tough and its my first attempt on drawing Human's faces. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I want to dye my hair like Hayley Williams from Paramore! Should I? OH HELL, yes, I should. Here I come reddish orange color! Mother is so screwing me upside down! But who cares!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And super duper excited for VITAMIN WATER! Eyeing on that since last year! Its the SEX, honeyyy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I can't get Bryan, I'll take Marcus! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! Warning, this post is random. Was supposed to write this at the top, but oh well, you can read it from bottom to top!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-4782942669326541038?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/4782942669326541038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=4782942669326541038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4782942669326541038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4782942669326541038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-lover-my-life-my-baby-my-wife.html' title='my lover my life, my baby my wife'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPZUK4xiQzI/AAAAAAAABGI/g1sKLq3OiWw/s72-c/01122010544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7526496403299660407</id><published>2010-12-01T01:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T21:37:36.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wa uh fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPU2fqFdNyI/AAAAAAAABGA/9Fo91ffl0Zw/s1600/tumblr_l5u70gSqLc1qa02uso1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPU2fqFdNyI/AAAAAAAABGA/9Fo91ffl0Zw/s320/tumblr_l5u70gSqLc1qa02uso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545398433677653794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is getting me pissed out. I just wrote a whole bunch of shits down and guess what? WHAT?! I accidentally pressed the refresh buttons and MY WHOLE ESSAY VANISHED! Screw refresh buttons! Now, I have to write them whole thing again. Curse myself. What was I blogging about anyway? Err, I totally forgot! OHMYGosh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, anyway. I look down on guys who looks ONLY on the lady's bodies, from neck down. They really disgust me. They may look innocent but their head, oh my hell, full of sick thoughts. But the only thing I could not accept is that they are actually sexually harassing my dear friend. I know she has huge boodies but DON'T really have to stare at them! She has her reputation to keep. And, by gossiping about it is making it worst. I only thought that Bitch's gossip was worst, but Dog's gossip was even worst. If, my friend were to let in interrupt the conversation, I'll surely, no, DEFINITELY, BRING THEM SHITS DOWN! This kind of shit really brings in my bad memories (you know, about Dandel and I), not that it have anything to do with my boobies or anything. But still, same shit different smell. Urgh, making my hair stand. Anyway, life still have to move on, knowing that Dogs have this kind of sick thoughts. Good luck, dearest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movin' on, was in the train with Sakae and we were talking about Chinese kind of funeral and free ice cream? I think I was the one who started the talk about this human who ordered Mac when he was at some funeral, weird but cute. I have one question which we were confused, well actually she asked but I want to know as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q: Why is it when there is Chinese funeral, there will be a refrigerator beside the coffin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our answer was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sakae: Free ice cream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mine: Yea, maybe ice cream, they want to burn it as well?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No offence, but, we seriously just want to know. We mean no harm, we came in pieces (cute dialog ever! From Aliens in the Attic).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that is about all that I want to blog about. I can't really recall what my essay was actually about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And to Donkey! Love you! Don't go MIA on me! Yea, cause you forced me to say "love you" so you can't! Why? Because I said so, or I'm not going to talk to you ever again and I meant I said! KTHNXBYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off now, gonna read my book and fall asleep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Mother and to your Husband, Happy 20th Anniversary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to pork Brother, Happy 13th (??) Birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7526496403299660407?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7526496403299660407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7526496403299660407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7526496403299660407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7526496403299660407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/12/wa-uh-fuck.html' title='Wa uh fuck'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPU2fqFdNyI/AAAAAAAABGA/9Fo91ffl0Zw/s72-c/tumblr_l5u70gSqLc1qa02uso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-4568751325921933665</id><published>2010-11-29T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:02:31.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPOx8N9x7rI/AAAAAAAABF4/KkGz-qu7Qvc/s1600/636x460shirt_guys_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPOx8N9x7rI/AAAAAAAABF4/KkGz-qu7Qvc/s320/636x460shirt_guys_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544971214322265778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"DON'T CARE BEAR" tee! Cute, right? I want it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I don't know whether I should trust my cousin anymore or not. Oh wait, I don't even trust anyone. Well, I'm going to kill my cousin and demand my money back. CCB! The story goes like this, I bought a Knitted top at her friend blogshop and waited for more than 4 months and still no sign. So I decided to email her friend regarding my top since, I texted my cousin, she didn't reply and to my "surprised" this is what her friend replied.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "&gt;I asked her in sch today, she say she havnet transfer you.&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;I'll keep reminding her to get back to you kay:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Yea! do stay tuned, tyvm! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ecxgmail_quote" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;2010/11/29 Nonononono Mofo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="ecxgmail_quote" style="line-height: 17px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; padding-left: 1ex; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Thanks for replying. She didn't inform me anything, neither did she reply my sms when I asked. Anyway, thank you for the info. And awaiting for interesting updates.&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;hr style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2010 23:17:06 +0800&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Is my item here yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="h5" style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i tried ordering but there's no stock ady.&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;I ady transfer her $19 some times ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;she didn't inform you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Regards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;2010/11/28 Nonononono Mofo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="line-height: 17px; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; padding-left: 1ex; "&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Hi, I'm Seri, Yasmeen's cousin. Can I check with you whether my item have arrived? The knitted top that I bought the same as Yasmeen's one. I've waited for almost four months but no news about it. I've asked Yasmeen but she didn't reply me that is why I'm emailing you. &lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Could you get back as soon as possible? Thank you so much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;____________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Well anyway, I have got no idea how to remove the blockquote butI'll just continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;Guess what? I passed my ROLE PLAY! YAY ME! But not thanks to my recent trainer. She suck, super arrogant. The first time she opened her mouth, I feel like giving her a bitch slap. CCB! Anyone who see her also would want to slap her. MALAY BITCH STEP WHITE BITCH! Anyway, she is so black that when she wore the black hoody, I can't see her at all. CCB! SHANAZ asshole! KANINABUNABEHCHIBYEMOTHERFATHERFUCKERTAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 17px; "&gt;K bye, spiderman gonna start liao. K BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-4568751325921933665?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/4568751325921933665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=4568751325921933665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4568751325921933665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4568751325921933665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/11/hate-you.html' title='hate you'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPOx8N9x7rI/AAAAAAAABF4/KkGz-qu7Qvc/s72-c/636x460shirt_guys_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6640062651269459032</id><published>2010-11-27T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:03:54.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how about you you you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPEr4Ujv1VI/AAAAAAAABFw/stawuIyufk8/s1600/16112010535copy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPEr4Ujv1VI/AAAAAAAABFw/stawuIyufk8/s320/16112010535copy3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544260862861104466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wearing it already Sakae, how about you? And guess what sia Sakae, my necklace no more stock! Lucky I grabbed it first! I am so HAPPY! Be jealous people. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching Ju-on Japanese version all on my own. CB, my sister wanted to watch but in the end left me all alone in the living room. And I swear to hell, I don't understand a single shit cause the story damn slow and its like old, which is making me soooo uninterested to watch it. BTH (buay TaHan) SIA THE WAY THEY TALK! Making me laugh, remembering Jeremy telling me that I told some story like a Japanese Game Show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I should sleep early. Cause MIGHT be meeting Donkey tomorrow~ Siannnn~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH HELL BITCH! YOU TALK TOO MUCH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6640062651269459032?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6640062651269459032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6640062651269459032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6640062651269459032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6640062651269459032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-about-you-you-you.html' title='how about you you you'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TPEr4Ujv1VI/AAAAAAAABFw/stawuIyufk8/s72-c/16112010535copy3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2646398512826509333</id><published>2010-11-27T02:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T02:48:57.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Role play</title><content type='html'>Worked just now. Role play postponed to Monday. And answered Mac calls. And customers suck big time. Some. Some super funny and can even joke around with me. As cute as hell and i still&lt;br /&gt;Remember his name Kelvin. I took his order down and everything and when i asked "Sir, can i repeat your order now?" and he went like "NO! Hahaha! I was just joking. Carry on." Okay i totally bursted out laughing but its okay. My mentor was also laughing. And i totally hate one of the supervisor, azahar. He totally suck. Knnbnbcbmfftan. He thinks he is some higher rank than me can tell me what to do? Wtf. Go and die. And then want to joke around with me after that. Fuck off. I totally replied him sarcastically. Son of a dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indra wasnt there today. Awwwed. Sad. And guess what. I just realised that one of my colleague was actually my ex-neighbour from the seven floor. And also my ex-schoolmate which he is one or two years older. His name is Aaron! Told GG about him and she went like 'ceh, no wonder he and his gang look at you.' And what a way to start a conversation with me. "eh wait! Can lent me your newspaper?" Never mind. One of my hot neighbour then he will become ONE OF MY HOT NEIGHBOUR! Woooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay im going to sleep. Typing this while lying on bed; using the iTouch. Hand pain already. Gooooodnights monsters! I &lt;3 hot topic siaaaaa! K shuttup. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2646398512826509333?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2646398512826509333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2646398512826509333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2646398512826509333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2646398512826509333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/11/role-play.html' title='Role play'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8954000445905891579</id><published>2010-11-25T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T21:52:47.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unborn</title><content type='html'>Currently watching The Unborn(2009). Okay, yesterday was my last day at Animal. And it really made me pissed off cause of some idiot who blamed me while it was all his fault. Kaninabunabehchibyemotherfathertan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i've jusy started my new job today which .... have got minahs in them ..... and cute guyssss! And one even look like  BRYAN LAW! Hahahaha! Meltsssss! I loveee! Role play tomorrow! Scary! Weeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8954000445905891579?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8954000445905891579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8954000445905891579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8954000445905891579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8954000445905891579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/11/unborn.html' title='Unborn'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8743739646557061989</id><published>2010-11-13T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T23:14:26.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piece of shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TN6o9GMRrZI/AAAAAAAABFo/p2vy-_a8HBg/s1600/Harry%2B%2Bpotter%2Bdeathly%2Bhallows%2Bsymbol%2Bnecklace.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TN6o9GMRrZI/AAAAAAAABFo/p2vy-_a8HBg/s320/Harry%2B%2Bpotter%2Bdeathly%2Bhallows%2Bsymbol%2Bnecklace.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539050359299878290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TN6o8ug6vXI/AAAAAAAABFg/iwWKi2CS2F4/s1600/THE%2BDEVIL%2BWEARS%2BPRADA%2BHANDS%2BTEE.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TN6o8ug6vXI/AAAAAAAABFg/iwWKi2CS2F4/s320/THE%2BDEVIL%2BWEARS%2BPRADA%2BHANDS%2BTEE.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539050352944004466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought shits from Hot Topic and I am soooooo excited. And it all cost USD $97.75 (which is SGD $126.84 here) plus shipping. Lucky mother didn't nag. Lost my VISA and my PAYPAL couldn't use cause my iBanking device isn't here yet. Bloody bitch. So I used Mum's. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I swear I super hate Norsah. Annoying bitch. How do I put it? She's a loner. I really hate it when someone ask me to do shits with her. She keeps asking me to go break with her when I swear I don't want too. And when I say, I don't wanna go with her, she'll say "BABE, please ar babe. Boleh ar. You kan MY BESTFRIEND. " Wa Uh FUCK! Who is her best friend!? I don't even want her to be my best friend. URGH! Annoying piece of shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3109044306479993393-8743739646557061989?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8743739646557061989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8743739646557061989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8743739646557061989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8743739646557061989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/11/piece-of-shit.html' title='piece of shit'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TN6o9GMRrZI/AAAAAAAABFo/p2vy-_a8HBg/s72-c/Harry%2B%2Bpotter%2Bdeathly%2Bhallows%2Bsymbol%2Bnecklace.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1143557981985534276</id><published>2010-11-08T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T23:42:13.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what?</title><content type='html'>Issues issues. I hate my manager. Anyone who easily falls for her trap is a whimp. Stupid retarded snake tongue. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fucking hate her, and her family and thats awesome that she a divorcee. And I pity her daughter, how could she because of a guy let her daughter felt so left out? Annoying kan! What kind of a mother is she. I hope you and that asshole whom you married with won't even last long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;** Gonna try and work at Mac Delivery Call Center. Well, easy job and since they are hiring, so why not la kan? I just want to get the fuck out of bloody Animal. Lame Lame, aku jadi binatang juga, become like the Babi manager. Yea, everything must relate to the mother fucker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ve vill ve vill ...................... Rock you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1143557981985534276?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1143557981985534276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1143557981985534276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1143557981985534276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1143557981985534276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/11/what.html' title='what?'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1073000210346067018</id><published>2010-10-19T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T22:44:03.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love The Way You Lie - MASHUP (free mp3!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkHJ2-zoSB4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkHJ2-zoSB4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1073000210346067018?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1073000210346067018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1073000210346067018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1073000210346067018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1073000210346067018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-way-you-lie-mashup-free-mp3.html' title='Love The Way You Lie - MASHUP (free mp3!)'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6473959552806700808</id><published>2010-10-19T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T22:47:22.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont stop believing</title><content type='html'>Give me two minutes. Yea, that's what I always tell WK. LOL! Well, I'm going to studying mode soon. So give me two minutes to blog. Okay, I love Sam Tsui! Must go watch his videos. He is like so cute. I'll try and upload his video here on the next post. And Sam Tsui looks like Dan but SAM TSUI IS WAYYYYYYY CUTER!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay now, I'm gonna go study! TOODS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6473959552806700808?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6473959552806700808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6473959552806700808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6473959552806700808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6473959552806700808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-stop-believing.html' title='Dont stop believing'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2483814377272121381</id><published>2010-10-19T02:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T02:33:16.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week left</title><content type='html'>MY EXAMS IS DRAWING NEAR! I could already see the lines! Oh god, help. I haven't start anything yet.  S.H.I.T&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And bye Jeremy! Gonna miss you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3109044306479993393-2483814377272121381?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2483814377272121381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2483814377272121381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2483814377272121381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2483814377272121381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/10/week-left.html' title='A week left'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6500345573831653796</id><published>2010-10-11T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T23:36:23.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Pains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TLMuoMLmaqI/AAAAAAAABFY/yKU5RhamVkQ/s1600/10102010482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TLMuoMLmaqI/AAAAAAAABFY/yKU5RhamVkQ/s320/10102010482.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526812435713256098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TLMun_Wj3GI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SP3HNXvac1o/s1600/10102010481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TLMun_Wj3GI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SP3HNXvac1o/s320/10102010481.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526812432269565026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like sick again. Sobs, cause I've been sneezing like nobody's business. Anyways, yesterday was the happiest day of the week! I bought my book! AND BEST BUY EVER ED HARDY PERFUME! Which is at 78 bucks instead of 110! Yay!!! PICTURES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6500345573831653796?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6500345573831653796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6500345573831653796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6500345573831653796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6500345573831653796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/10/growing-pains.html' title='Growing Pains'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TLMuoMLmaqI/AAAAAAAABFY/yKU5RhamVkQ/s72-c/10102010482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8143866232563579113</id><published>2010-10-01T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T17:08:50.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TKWk8Tc4n7I/AAAAAAAABFI/7XM8Ss4ir68/s1600/tumblr_l9ks54r3wE1qbh5poo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TKWk8Tc4n7I/AAAAAAAABFI/7XM8Ss4ir68/s320/tumblr_l9ks54r3wE1qbh5poo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523001873960312754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what to do? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Bryan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;          I got no idea what in the world did I do that makes you mad at me. Since last week, I smiled at you and talked to you but you, erm, ignored me? I was so miserable. And on Wednesday, I smiled at you, you turned away just like that? And I went there to talk to you and walked out on me. Wa uh Fuck. And I had to talk to Stephen instead. And you didn't even said goodbye on my last day at Taka. Oh my gosh. I think it's time for me to stop thinking of you. And plan failed. Gosh. But you wouldn't see the last of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Norsah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Get the fuck out of my life. You ruined everything and your words are sick! Very sick. How could you say that "Maybe Bryan has a girlfriend?" GTFO. I so hate you and I never did like you. The day before Animal closes at Taka, you said you'll help me pack all my stuff. OH WELL! THANKS A LOT! And I finished everything at 11pm. Wa uh Fuck. Stop being my "CLOSE" friend cause I not even and never will. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To Liars, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Oh well. You guys just suck and your lies are so last year. I'm dumb and it's easy for you to fool me but I can tell if you're lying or not. Sigh. Can't say much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;SCREW THE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8143866232563579113?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8143866232563579113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8143866232563579113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8143866232563579113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8143866232563579113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/10/oh-well-what-to-do-to-bryan-i-got-no.html' title='NOTED'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TKWk8Tc4n7I/AAAAAAAABFI/7XM8Ss4ir68/s72-c/tumblr_l9ks54r3wE1qbh5poo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8944419838747015364</id><published>2010-09-27T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T00:17:55.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STFU WITH GRAMMARS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TKDDgVHvhDI/AAAAAAAABFA/Uapwd0_97ac/s1600/tumblr_l999yaUiny1qcdfzio1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TKDDgVHvhDI/AAAAAAAABFA/Uapwd0_97ac/s320/tumblr_l999yaUiny1qcdfzio1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521628103349077042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots happened. From the beating to nonsense. Few days ago while I was out with a friend on my off day. Well, actually she told me to take off to go "Jalan Raya" with her colleagues, I rejected lots of time, but her nagging really irritates my ear and its even worst than my mom's nagging. So I requested off. And then shit happens. The "Jalan Raya" failed to happen or it was her scam to call it off and bring me out. And I shouldn't have gone out that day, I would know the truth of what happened at home. Yes, I blamed it on that bitch who asked me out. Oh, and one more thing before I proceed to my personal matters. I hate her since schooling days. She's making me look like I'm gay! I mean the way I dress is super slack &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[which makes me look like a guy]&lt;/span&gt; and she, thick make up, skimpy clothes &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[which makes her look fat and makes her look like a girl]&lt;/span&gt;. And then she likes to hold my hand, like those arm around arm kinda hold. I FUCKING HATE IT SIA! I mean please, first its annoying and second ITS MAKING BRYAN THINK I'M GAY! And I fucking told her so many times to stop doing that or Bryan might see it one FINE day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, moving on. During the day I went out with her, Mom called. Thinking "THANK GOD MOM'S SAVING ME!" so I answered the phone, in the back ground, I heard Mom's husband &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[definitely not my Dad]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; screaming at the back ground. I thought HE was mad at me cause I went out without telling HIM &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[well, actually I never did tell him anything]&lt;/span&gt;. So I told her that HE was mad at me and want me to come home right away. Dot dot dot. I reached home, as usual, put my shoe at the shoe cabinet, wash legs and go straight to my room. But this time when I enter, I hear HIM saying something like "don't test my patience". I thought he was talking to somebody else so I totally ignored it. Then as I was at the living room, I heard cries, I thought it was my baby sister, crying, but when I saw she wasn't, I knew my second sister was cause she hardly cries. So I went in and asked her why, she wouldn't reply. Then she removed her hand and I saw red patches on her face then Mom walked in. And we had our conversation which I am gonna type it all down even if my arm is starting to ache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mom: Sha just got punched by Daddy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[I, seriously paused to the max. She continued,]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Don't until your Dad do this to you. Cause he is also angry at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Shup up. I don't care. And tell him, one more time he does that, I'm calling the police.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[In silence]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; Sha, can you stop crying already? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[Talking to my sis]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: EH MUMMY! Don't disturb her. LEAVE HER ALONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;Tomorrow you working? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[I didn't answer her]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt; Tomorrow you working?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: I told you what just now. Why never listen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mom: I asked you nicely why you answer me like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Same like you what. When I asked you nicely the first time, you never answer. When I ask you again, you scold me. Same what. I'm your mirror image. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she walks off. Yup, I hate my family. And fucking hate it when people keep saying that I'm a happy go lucky girl. COME ON! That's call acting. I don't show my problems to people, like some idiot, when they have problem, they'll be bad mood than they started scolding people at work or show attitude and don't even want to be at Taka. Only, some people has seen how pissed I can get. Limited people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, and then there was Taka people, and I'm so glad that Animal last day at Taka is this Thursday &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;[30/09/2010]&lt;/span&gt; cause I never want to stay there any longer with pervertic people. First there was Dan, then the Security Guard, then Gordon but Gordon is harmless and I can get 50% off for Brikenstock. HEHE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thats all FOLKS! Can't help it.  My arm is totally aching! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8944419838747015364?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8944419838747015364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8944419838747015364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8944419838747015364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8944419838747015364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/09/lots-happened.html' title='STFU WITH GRAMMARS!'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TKDDgVHvhDI/AAAAAAAABFA/Uapwd0_97ac/s72-c/tumblr_l999yaUiny1qcdfzio1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8557590512298504630</id><published>2010-09-22T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T00:52:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survive alone</title><content type='html'>FUCK YOU CRAMPS!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WHO KNOCKED ON MY DOOR?! AND ITS LIKE 12.46 FRINGGING IN THE MORNING! MOFO~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8557590512298504630?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8557590512298504630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8557590512298504630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8557590512298504630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8557590512298504630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/09/fuck-you-cramps-and-who-knocked-on-my.html' title='survive alone'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6667556357741841671</id><published>2010-09-20T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:52:20.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TJY93RK1eUI/AAAAAAAABE4/f5tCBkuoSGc/s1600/TORMENT-679x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TJY93RK1eUI/AAAAAAAABE4/f5tCBkuoSGc/s320/TORMENT-679x1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518666413100071234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Yesterday, morning shift. Then got a text from Kira. I was like "eh?" LOL! Then she told me she wanna come my house for hari raya [oh BTW! SELAMAT RAYA!]. Then excited but sad. CAUSE she never ajak me! wakkkkkkkkkkkkk! HAHHA! Then was walking home, they were all sitting under the block in front of mine. First I thought mat and minah sia~ OPPS!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was Kira, Bam, Farrazing, Api, Moosey, Hazmi and Elfi. Kecoh sia one house! HAHHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I CANT WAIT FOR TORMENT!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6667556357741841671?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6667556357741841671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6667556357741841671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6667556357741841671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6667556357741841671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-yesterday-morning-shift.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TJY93RK1eUI/AAAAAAAABE4/f5tCBkuoSGc/s72-c/TORMENT-679x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2749007543571638724</id><published>2010-09-17T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T19:13:32.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have anyone heard of the "International Burn A Quran Day"? Like what the fuck. I just got to know by a friend of the guy who started this bullshit day. His name is Terry Jones. Oh well, FUCK TERRY JONES! I fucking anti that asshole! Why in the world he wants to burn Quran since that September 11 was FUCKING LONG TIME AGO! Seriously, this dude don't even know move on. I mean if the September 11 victim's family moved on, why the fuck can't he? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And burning the Quran, EX-SQUEEZE ME, even though I'm a SINNED muslim, I still know what's right and wrong and don't go around burning people holy shits. Screw you unholy maniac born in the jungle of the Amazon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2749007543571638724?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2749007543571638724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2749007543571638724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2749007543571638724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2749007543571638724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/09/have-anyone-heard-of-international-burn.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8167354895963194319</id><published>2010-09-02T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T00:45:09.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TH_TpHZ7KxI/AAAAAAAABEw/gLh6_wOe54A/s1600/tumblr_l5mehgBQeT1qzxegjo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TH_TpHZ7KxI/AAAAAAAABEw/gLh6_wOe54A/s320/tumblr_l5mehgBQeT1qzxegjo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512357172240657170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots have been happening lately, but I was too shag to blog it down. Basically, I have my stalkers.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stalker number 1:&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Dandel Volmario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Age: 28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From: Philippines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think, I've gotten rid of him, personally. With the help of my dear friend called Courage. But I don't think its over yet. I could tell that he is eye-ing me from far cause I saw it. Okay, on how I gotten rid of him. Conversation with him went like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan: Hey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Um.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan: I just had break. I left with a few more minutes. I wanna come here and chat with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Um.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan: Are you okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan: Do you want me to leave?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he went back to his counter and texted me. Just a sad face. And didn't  reply. And when I left Taka, he was looking at me, but I pretended not to notice. Damn scary. But phew I finally made my point to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stalker number 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name: Austen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Age: 33 [WTF!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From: Singapore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This fellow, he is the most scary! One fine day, when down to Norsah's counter since Norsah told me too cause we're gonna have our dinner together. But the best part was, she didn't tell me her EX boyfriend would be joining us. So we went ahead anyway, with him around. When we were on the way back, in the train, he stood up, went towards me, touched my face! But lucky I go whack his hand hard! Then at night was chatting with Norsah and she told me the whole conversation she had with Austen. It went like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Austen: She got a really nice ass. Make me wanna doggy her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shasha: Hello! How dare you say this to her? She is my best friend [WTF].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and another conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Austen: Does she know that we had sex before?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shasha: Yea, she my bestfriend what, I told her everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Austen: BEST! Now I wanna fuck her hard! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scary right! Fuck, I wanna go sleep. Everyone that I've ask help from gave me no good advise. They're like tell him to "fuck off". Well, its easier said then done! Haizzz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8167354895963194319?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8167354895963194319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8167354895963194319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8167354895963194319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8167354895963194319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/09/lots-have-been-happening-lately-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TH_TpHZ7KxI/AAAAAAAABEw/gLh6_wOe54A/s72-c/tumblr_l5mehgBQeT1qzxegjo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2174040066831609477</id><published>2010-08-26T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T00:53:35.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>without you i'll be miserable at best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/THVKEbCVtmI/AAAAAAAABEo/ZuLyWWMEUmM/s1600/tumblr_l4icayhyxs1qa6w0to1_400.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/THVKEbCVtmI/AAAAAAAABEo/ZuLyWWMEUmM/s320/tumblr_l4icayhyxs1qa6w0to1_400.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509391158995170914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days have been rough. It all started with this Filipino guy, went out with him on the day I gave my mobile number. Chilled at Starbucks. Then we started talking and he can't keep his eyes off me.  Then he took my hands. LIKE WTF! Then while we were in the train, he hugged me and send me till Paris MRT. Then he said this to me, "You have to wait for my train alrights?" then I waited, thinking, when the hell the MRT is moving off. Then the train wanted to go off, he came up to me and wanted to kiss my lips. BUT I dodge on time so he only kissed my cheeks. WALAU EH! I so want the story Fallen to happen to me but not in this way~ I STILL WANT MY BRYAN!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then today, SLY IS SO FUCKING ASS! I'm not gonna say it cause it makes my heart boil. But I went to him and ask "you got problemwith us is it?" then he lied, "no.. no ar.. why?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAME! BYE! SHEESH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2174040066831609477?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2174040066831609477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2174040066831609477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2174040066831609477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2174040066831609477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-few-days-have-been-rough.html' title='without you i&apos;ll be miserable at best'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/THVKEbCVtmI/AAAAAAAABEo/ZuLyWWMEUmM/s72-c/tumblr_l4icayhyxs1qa6w0to1_400.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2309006999555185246</id><published>2010-08-22T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T22:51:04.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Lord</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, the best thing ever. Farted like there's no tomorrow. I know, I should keep this personal but who cares. You, I, monkey and piggies all fart. Anyway, I MISS BL SO MUCH LA KAN! Only today out of the whole week I had, I managed to sneak a peek of him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, worked with Jeremy today, and the funniest thing was, we were gossiping about China ladies, the way they dressed and all. One was wearing a bare back and guess what? SHE WASN'T WEARING ANY BRA! I told Jeremy and he went like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OH MY GOD! HELP ME GOD! THAT IS SO GROSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ended work, went out with WK. And the embarrassing part was we both wore almost the same! We wore a brown top and red shoe. I was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"EH! Why you wear the same as me?! Embarrassing you know!"&lt;/span&gt; Then every shop we went too, people we like staring at us! WTF! Cannot where the same meh?! *BLUSH*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2309006999555185246?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2309006999555185246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2309006999555185246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2309006999555185246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2309006999555185246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/good-lord.html' title='Good Lord'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1961007776745022732</id><published>2010-08-21T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T16:49:43.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad like F</title><content type='html'>I am mad angry at this fucking moment. I wasn't at first but I thought of it when I wanted to go seven eleven and buy myself a drink, made me fuss. I just borrowed my cousin ten bucks so that she can buy something from this auntie selling food outside of the house. Since she and I wasn't fasting, we bought it to snack ourselves since we hadn't had any breakfast. Then went back to the computer feeling "angry" cause that was my last ten bucks and I got no money liao. Then remembered that some asshole haven't returned me back my money. Like Tini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She borrowed 40 bucks from me and it's super easy for me to give her. And she said she had no money so I willingly gave her for her food and transport. But when I texted her telling her that I got no money right now and if she could return me back my money, she NEVER even reply me back. But at least if she have no money, she can always tell me that she will pay me back later. But her attitude of not replying stinks! I waited and waited since monday, NO REPLY! So don't tell me your mobile is down cause definitely, I saw you have an extra mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from that I have learn my lesson. DO NOT BORROW PEOPLE MONEY! Because if I do, I definitely won't see my money again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if 40 bucks wasn't enough. I even treat her an expensive ICE CREAM FROM TAKA! And she said she will returned me back the money for the ice cream but ABOK PUN TAKDE. Well, actually I didn't treat her at all. She said this to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tini: B, you got money now a not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Got, why eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tini: You want to eat ice cream a not? Cause at B2 got this ice cream, nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh? Got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tini: Okay, never mind. I belanja you but you pay first can? Later I get my money I pay you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That ice cream cost me more than 6 bucks for a single  scoop in a SMALL CUP! What the FUCK! But that also I put it as I treat you cause I know you won't PAY me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLFUCK, I wanna go off now~ This irritates me. BYE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1961007776745022732?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1961007776745022732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1961007776745022732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1961007776745022732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1961007776745022732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-mad-angry-at-this-fucking-moment.html' title='mad like F'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7488284723402973021</id><published>2010-08-21T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:44:47.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bibidibabediboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TG6w5lPX3QI/AAAAAAAABEY/gY0DJ-yV10s/s1600/tumblr_l3rbk438ff1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TG6w5lPX3QI/AAAAAAAABEY/gY0DJ-yV10s/s320/tumblr_l3rbk438ff1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507533897616317698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to have my off day today but it was shifted till tomorrow cause Yaz switched mine and hers off day since she had to settle some bills with her fiancée. Well, she owe me big time. Anyway, for the first time in my "ever since I work at Taka" life, the time actually moved very very fast! And Nadine came to visit me. Well, actually she wanna go Art Friend to buy shits for her art, then since she came, told her to bring along "roti alon" cause I didn't bring mine and didn't even know Big Auntie was coming. So chatted with Nadine about stuff and we CRIED?! OKAY! Lucky no one was looking!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Filipino guy talked to me just now! REWIND! The Filipino guy is someone who admired me? His name is Dan. From Royal Sporting House. Last two day, when I was working with Steph, I had a conversation with her. It went like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Steph: *Looking at Dan* That Filipino guy want to get to know you, is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Er? You notice also is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Steph: It's so obvious lor. He keep looking only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Okay, shut up. Paiseh much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Steph went to the toilent then Dan came to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dan: Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Huh? Oh, hi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Dan: What's your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Seri?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dan: Serene? CHERRY?[wtf]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then today he came up to me AGAIN and talked to me. It went like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dan: Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: *Smile* HI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dan: You live in the eastern area?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dan: Where is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Pasir ris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dan: Nice. Mine at Aljunied. I saw you the other day when I passed by you in the train. But you didn't notice me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Opps. I got cock eye. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dan: Anyway, it's a good thing you live in the east, can go home together. Okay, I got customer, chat with you soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Alrights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. The End. I'm too tired to continue. Wanna continue my story book! ITS DAMN AWESOME! I want a boyfriend from Heaven and one who have wings! LIKE DANIEL GRIGORI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7488284723402973021?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7488284723402973021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7488284723402973021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7488284723402973021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7488284723402973021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/was-supposed-to-have-my-off-day-today.html' title='bibidibabediboo'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TG6w5lPX3QI/AAAAAAAABEY/gY0DJ-yV10s/s72-c/tumblr_l3rbk438ff1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6598641589530369772</id><published>2010-08-16T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T00:41:04.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a thrash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGgYiYR0VnI/AAAAAAAABEQ/NhEXX6a3O3U/s1600/tumblr_kz985kFHhV1qaz1gao1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGgYiYR0VnI/AAAAAAAABEQ/NhEXX6a3O3U/s320/tumblr_kz985kFHhV1qaz1gao1_500.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505677523372234354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently based at Yasmeen's house. While rented house, Mother's friend haven't clear her things yet and her house reeks of cats which is damn smelly. She have a total of 15 cats! Oh wow! She's a cat lover. Since young, well, to me, I think she is just plain stupid. If, I'm not wrong, when I was younger, she used to date a caucasian man but now ended up with a malay man who has three children. Well, I think it's okay for her since she just got married at the age of 40. Can't give birth so other people's children will do for her. Anyway, I couldn't believe that I'm gonna be in that house till we found out own house and WORST, new house might be at Punggol area. WADDAFAK. I don't want, it's like way too far for me. I'm so used being in Paris that I don't want to move house! Unless, the place is near a MRT station, that will do for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, working with Jeremy Ng Hao Jie was awesome, especially the part where we criticize people, well, we have got nothing to do so, we gossiped about Sly, Thomas and people working at Taka. Then Jeremy made Donald Duck voice which its super tough to do till my saliva was about to drip all over the shirts. We even chatted about RUBBISH BIN girl, he went like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"Where did all her fats went too? To her butt and boobs?"&lt;/span&gt; I laughed till my ass almost drop. Then I was being labelled as crazy and WEIRD! Cause I saw a pregnant lady and went like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"don't you find pregnant lady disgusting?"&lt;/span&gt; and he gave me a look and continue chatting. Then he was trying to calm me down by saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"Ala~ She pregnant what, not you pregnant also."&lt;/span&gt; Then we debated a little while. HAHA! Mad cute lor~ Then I had to leave him alone since he is in the afternoon shift. Kesian, he confirm bored to the F.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, yes! When Jeremy went for his break, Yun Xiang came to look for me. Actually I was the one who disturbed him first then he wanted to scare me but FAILED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I disturbed him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: BOOO! Scary right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;YX: Yea, I almost pee-ed in my pants. Woo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: What's your height?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;YX: Oh my god, you are so weird. So random. 178?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Nice. Okay, you can go toilet already. BYE! See you later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When he wanted to disturb me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was walking to throw the rubbish then I saw his reflection then his face damn funny! HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: What are you trying to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;YX: Eh! How you know I behind you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Erm? Mirror?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;YX: Aiya, come here to disturb you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Why today never wear contact lens? You look better without specs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;YX: My contacts something wrong ar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Oh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;YX: Eh, I wanna tell you something, actually I forgot your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: WHAT THE! Uh, you hurt me sia! Don't talk to you already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;YX: You can remember my name meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Yea, Yun Xiang. See chicken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;YX: Fine, you win. Okay, I go back to work. BYEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny ar him. So next random question of height would be to ask BRYAN! Asked YX and Jeremy already. YX = 178, Jeremy = 180. TALL SIA! But tallest is Hazwan! 192! WADDAFARK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, got to go now~ Tired, slept 2 hours only last night. Going to sleep now~ NIGHTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6598641589530369772?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6598641589530369772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6598641589530369772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6598641589530369772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6598641589530369772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-thrash.html' title='what a thrash'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGgYiYR0VnI/AAAAAAAABEQ/NhEXX6a3O3U/s72-c/tumblr_kz985kFHhV1qaz1gao1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-808697587120484069</id><published>2010-08-14T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:28:47.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGVygb15vXI/AAAAAAAABEI/L0InQmijwbE/s1600/tumblr_ku0gcvsbNr1qa0skzo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGVygb15vXI/AAAAAAAABEI/L0InQmijwbE/s320/tumblr_ku0gcvsbNr1qa0skzo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504932021085519218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving in a day or two and I haven't finish packing my shits up? Oh my gosh! Maybe when everyone else is asleep~ I'll pack everything but the thing is I GOT NO IDEA HOW TO PACK! And I need immediate HELP!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway! YUN XIANG super cute today, he was like "BOO!" but didn't even shock me at all. But we didn't get to talk cause Thomas wanted need to explain to me about 'making passes' shit. And if I don't know sure kena hell from him. The thing is I can't work with him, seriously. But I'm super patience with him but I'm gonna blow my top anytime soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND MR LAW GOT GOATY! HAHAHAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I hate matrix, I mean I don't fucking understand what shit is it about. But whatever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-808697587120484069?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/808697587120484069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=808697587120484069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/808697587120484069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/808697587120484069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/wtf.html' title='wtf'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGVygb15vXI/AAAAAAAABEI/L0InQmijwbE/s72-c/tumblr_ku0gcvsbNr1qa0skzo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-5900470768770785321</id><published>2010-08-11T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:39:23.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGLDyWcsFaI/AAAAAAAABEA/X-6O0R4TpqY/s1600/P1060783copy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGLDyWcsFaI/AAAAAAAABEA/X-6O0R4TpqY/s320/P1060783copy2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504176964386952610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-5900470768770785321?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/5900470768770785321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=5900470768770785321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5900470768770785321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/5900470768770785321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGLDyWcsFaI/AAAAAAAABEA/X-6O0R4TpqY/s72-c/P1060783copy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-9113247498915958882</id><published>2010-08-11T12:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:09:51.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rocket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGIihNkd_DI/AAAAAAAABD4/YlFV833771Q/s1600/tumblr_l5h8tf7ZGH1qamy67o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGIihNkd_DI/AAAAAAAABD4/YlFV833771Q/s320/tumblr_l5h8tf7ZGH1qamy67o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503999648573815858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;"It's a beautiful day,&lt;br /&gt;now I'll be ok now that you're not away.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was a terrible day,&lt;br /&gt;and now that you're here I'm ok,&lt;br /&gt;cause you don't know,&lt;br /&gt;how much I, I need you&lt;br /&gt;please don't go,&lt;br /&gt;you're so wonderful,&lt;br /&gt;this I swear, this I know,&lt;br /&gt;you, oh you,&lt;br /&gt;every single thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of you,&lt;br /&gt;what you do,&lt;br /&gt;when you do the things you do,&lt;br /&gt;they're so you.&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for your help,&lt;br /&gt;you shine so bright,&lt;br /&gt;you are the star that's in my sky.&lt;br /&gt;And I am yours,and you are mine,&lt;br /&gt;whoa you, whoa you,every single thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of you, what you do,&lt;br /&gt;when you do, the things you do.&lt;br /&gt;They're so you,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so proud of you, that's so you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;- That's so you by The Rocket Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-9113247498915958882?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/9113247498915958882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=9113247498915958882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/9113247498915958882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/9113247498915958882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-beautiful-day-now-ill-be-ok-now.html' title='rocket'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGIihNkd_DI/AAAAAAAABD4/YlFV833771Q/s72-c/tumblr_l5h8tf7ZGH1qamy67o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7272430849624000789</id><published>2010-08-10T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T00:00:00.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGF29QZ_QoI/AAAAAAAABDw/3t8TtkIquqc/s1600/tumblr_kwpejpcjIA1qzj7nto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGF29QZ_QoI/AAAAAAAABDw/3t8TtkIquqc/s320/tumblr_kwpejpcjIA1qzj7nto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503811014371525250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh. What actually happened to my pay? I got no idea! FUCK NIGGA! Tini keep on asking me for loan! Walau, I know she needed help, and I try my best to help, but if she doesn't return me my money? Then from who am I supposed to borrow money from? No need to say my friend la, they also need money to do their own shits right? Well, anyway, lucky fasting month is near, meaning to say I will mostly spent my money on my shits, bill and transport.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should I but iTouch next month? HMMMMM! And no lending people of my money~ Must be selfish, if not I won't get my things, tio bo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANYWAY, everyone stare at me like no one business! I don't know why! SERIOUSLY! Taka cashier keep saying I look different, hmm much. And when I went to Scape, the next door neighbour was like enter the shop, wanted to talk to me but instead they look at ladies apparels? EPIC FAILED LA GUYS! WAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, tomorrow FASTING! WOOOOHOOOOOOO! So looking forward to fasting month, but so not looking forward to Hari Raya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7272430849624000789?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7272430849624000789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7272430849624000789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7272430849624000789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7272430849624000789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-gosh.html' title='Crazy'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGF29QZ_QoI/AAAAAAAABDw/3t8TtkIquqc/s72-c/tumblr_kwpejpcjIA1qzj7nto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6823511390254864365</id><published>2010-08-09T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T00:25:25.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 bucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGAr5hacNSI/AAAAAAAABDo/yiuaWYFKxPY/s1600/tumblr_l4ogoffbCf1qzcmcno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGAr5hacNSI/AAAAAAAABDo/yiuaWYFKxPY/s320/tumblr_l4ogoffbCf1qzcmcno1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503447011868554530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Ipanema guy [I call him tattoo guy] was arrested just now. Why are you doing this to my Bryan? Well, actually I didn't think you stole Fred Perry shoe. Because I saw you wore that away before today, haiz, complicated. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on, Bryan, SMILED AT ME! HAHAHA! The story went like this. I went to the toilet to wash my hands cause I touched dust then when I was walking back, I saw him looking at my counter, then I walked passed him and he turned quickly and smiled at me! What his smile, OH MY GOSH! Making me drool. Then it was Thomas break and he had another 20 minutes left, so he went to Fred Perry to talk to Bryan and Shorty. Then I saw Bryan and shorty pointing at me. Then shorty pointing at Bryan then they all laughed then Bryan blushed then he ran round his counter. HMM! I want to know what they were talking about! PRONTO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I wanna read book and the story book FALLEN is awesome!!! And I found 10 bucks on the floor! WAHAHAs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/3109044306479993393-6823511390254864365?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6823511390254864365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6823511390254864365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6823511390254864365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6823511390254864365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-bucks.html' title='10 bucks'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TGAr5hacNSI/AAAAAAAABDo/yiuaWYFKxPY/s72-c/tumblr_l4ogoffbCf1qzcmcno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-4183081363648186171</id><published>2010-08-09T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T01:05:45.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taka friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TF7jjc9R5cI/AAAAAAAABDg/UpPwKXDnPcY/s1600/Caroline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TF7jjc9R5cI/AAAAAAAABDg/UpPwKXDnPcY/s320/Caroline.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503085992901469634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back home from work, which work, there is only one word to describe it, especially when its at Taka, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"BORED"&lt;/span&gt;. Even though there is Mr Law around, we only kept waving at each other till my hand is super sore now, from all the swimming and the waving. And, Malaysian guy, Gordon, DAMN GROSS LA KAN! He came up to me and shout &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"LING"&lt;/span&gt;. I was like all &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"HUH? What did you say? I think I'm deaf or WTF you say?"&lt;/span&gt; then he went like I calling you darling la. THEN I WENT SCREAMO! He was like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"Joking la, I call all the girls here ling."&lt;/span&gt; But I said &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"EH! Don't lie. I heard just now you chat with the Ipanema girl, you never call her darling pon. NAK TIPU AJE!"&lt;/span&gt; Then he went off.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I think cashier guy, Yun Xiang told everyone that he liked me or something. Cause every single time when I went to the cashier everyone was like. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"Eh, go to Yun Xiang la."&lt;/span&gt; I just gave them the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"HUH"&lt;/span&gt; face. Then he waved at me. So I waved back la. But today, he was like TERCUTE la. Wear until so smart. Well, anyway, continuing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made friends with the Ipanema guy which UNTIL NOW we don't know each other name. It started when he swit at me for sweet, which I thought he was calling someone else. So I looked at him, then looked at the lift, then look at him again and mind my own business. Then he swit again, so i repeated the action again. Then he went like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;"I talking to you la. You got sweet a not?"&lt;/span&gt; Haiya, the convo went like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Guy: You got sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Don't have. Don't swit at me can a not? I got name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Guy: Oh, sorry. But nevermind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he went off to somewhere and I was busy drawing and writing shits down. Then he scare me to the max!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Guy: [From far] Animal, got staple bullet? ANIMALLLLLLL~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Fuck la! Say till so loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Guy: Opps sorry. [Whispering] Got staple bullet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Got. NAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Guy: EH! SWEEEEET! Put till so obvious. Say just now don't have. Give me two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: There is this thing call "break time can go and buy right?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Guy: Okay la. BYEEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working with him was funny! Especially when it come to the STUPID BANGLA who wanted to withdraw money at the POSB atm, he went to SAM and put his card in! Me, him and this security guard laughed like MAD! Fucking funny siaaa~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I'll continue everything tomorrow, I wanna sleep. Damn tired from all the chalet and work. Tell you about the bus ride home just now, tomorrow~ WEEE~ Nights~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-4183081363648186171?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/4183081363648186171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=4183081363648186171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4183081363648186171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/4183081363648186171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/taka-friends.html' title='Taka friends'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TF7jjc9R5cI/AAAAAAAABDg/UpPwKXDnPcY/s72-c/Caroline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8799589222341065044</id><published>2010-08-04T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:43:25.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Triplets my foot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFl8hegqJ9I/AAAAAAAABDY/78-bKRXBxPM/s1600/tumblr_l5tvt1y5Zw1qbq8wfo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFl8hegqJ9I/AAAAAAAABDY/78-bKRXBxPM/s320/tumblr_l5tvt1y5Zw1qbq8wfo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501565334377342930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a bad migraine, right now. I don't think its because of "not enough sleep" I think its because of the canvas shoes I bought online, the smell macam babi, not that I know how pigs smell like. But its a phrase I like to use. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically today was my off day, woke up late. Woke up at one cause Geng Geng hair tickled my face and she said she was late for work and I don't know why I was panicking also. Then showered, changed and got ready to go white sands to update my passbook. Then texted Kira to see what she was doing. Then she said she was going to Mac at Elias Mall so I decided to tag in. Then ate Mac with Kira and Alon. Then walk walk then surveyed all saloon. And was at this spectacle shop and his apek asked us whether we were sisters and I told him we were and we're triplets and he BELIEVED IT! AWESOME! I love fooling people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Skipped class. WEE~ Shut up, lucky parents never questioned me. WEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanna go sleep now! BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8799589222341065044?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8799589222341065044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8799589222341065044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8799589222341065044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8799589222341065044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/triplets-my-foot.html' title='Triplets my foot'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFl8hegqJ9I/AAAAAAAABDY/78-bKRXBxPM/s72-c/tumblr_l5tvt1y5Zw1qbq8wfo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-838179157940792166</id><published>2010-08-03T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T23:56:20.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Glow like the stars above</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFg7wTbRE1I/AAAAAAAABDQ/qGVadWREW5E/s1600/tumblr_l58x50hxE21qb9tmoo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFg7wTbRE1I/AAAAAAAABDQ/qGVadWREW5E/s320/tumblr_l58x50hxE21qb9tmoo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501212645867459410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place downtown where the street have come around. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay's IN! WEE~ Things to buy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Ed Hardy Perfume&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) 3/4 Jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Daddy's and Mine bermuda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) And All the things that I want. WEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my Slip On Canvas Shoe which I bought online is here! YAY! So happy! And I really need to pee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geng-geng is at my house now, sleeping over! Wee. It's been a long time! Can fuck, contact lens is giving me problem. Be right back, need to remove that piece of shit~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back. No wait, I think I better go cause I really have to pee. I'll update soon. This are random shits cause I have got no idea what to blog. WEE~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-838179157940792166?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/838179157940792166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=838179157940792166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/838179157940792166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/838179157940792166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/theres-place-downtown-where-street-have.html' title='Glow like the stars above'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFg7wTbRE1I/AAAAAAAABDQ/qGVadWREW5E/s72-c/tumblr_l58x50hxE21qb9tmoo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6976407975402191368</id><published>2010-08-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T23:22:46.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFbinM-zS9I/AAAAAAAABDI/yMVTi6ajMnU/s1600/tumblr_l6derjfCvs1qb13qpo1_400.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/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFbinM-zS9I/AAAAAAAABDI/yMVTi6ajMnU/s320/tumblr_l6derjfCvs1qb13qpo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500833158007049170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFbimiwSGlI/AAAAAAAABDA/Q1efhn7Aw8w/s1600/tumblr_l6fumcLWca1qd185ao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFbimiwSGlI/AAAAAAAABDA/Q1efhn7Aw8w/s320/tumblr_l6fumcLWca1qd185ao1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500833146671864402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6976407975402191368?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6976407975402191368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6976407975402191368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6976407975402191368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6976407975402191368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/something.html' title='Something'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFbinM-zS9I/AAAAAAAABDI/yMVTi6ajMnU/s72-c/tumblr_l6derjfCvs1qb13qpo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1712101141454617529</id><published>2010-08-02T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T23:11:58.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont be such a big fuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFbgEaSXbNI/AAAAAAAABC4/iqL1AYHNldk/s1600/tumblr_l1cuqvGPoI1qzdfzko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFbgEaSXbNI/AAAAAAAABC4/iqL1AYHNldk/s320/tumblr_l1cuqvGPoI1qzdfzko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500830361260092626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from class. And I have one hour to blog and do what ever I need to do like remove make up, remove contact, short shower and everything that is supposed to do. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that you have new friends, the old ones, you can throw away, right? Well, you never think. What we've done for you and all. We help when you're in need but this is how you repay us. WHAT SHIT. Well, anyway, thanks so much for being a VERY good friend. VERY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And another one, just one day of school/work, you're already tired? WTF. When I was, you said weak, blablabla. Look who is the weak one? Me or you? I've been standing for one whole day and everything and you, probably, sit for the whole time that I was standing. -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And company is so cock up. Every single time, you said that my pay will be settle like everyone else, but what the fuck, why is it late again? HUH? WHY? YOU FUCKED UP MANAGER! If next month, it's still like this, I swear, I will throw an egg at all of you office people's faces. And the manager's as well. SO FUCKING BEWARE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, right now, I am mad at friends, co-workers and even my bolster. No, it's not PMS. It's cause ANIMAL TAKA COUNTER will be closed at the end of next month, or at the end of this month! I am sad right now, that I wouldn't be able to see my dearest Mr Law. )': Oh my gosh, I'm going to shower and do other shits and head to bed. Nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1712101141454617529?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1712101141454617529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1712101141454617529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1712101141454617529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1712101141454617529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-got-back-from-class.html' title='Dont be such a big fuck'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFbgEaSXbNI/AAAAAAAABC4/iqL1AYHNldk/s72-c/tumblr_l1cuqvGPoI1qzdfzko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7299264322995559740</id><published>2010-08-01T18:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:02:58.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy powers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm back cause I'm bored. The weather today is sooooo cold and today's picture wont be picture's from Monster's Tumblr. It will be pictures of my very own. Enjoy? And some description will be shown. (; And I think I know where am I moving too. Half happy and half sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVSG9c5H7I/AAAAAAAABCw/GZOQ3hQx-8k/s1600/01082010367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVSG9c5H7I/AAAAAAAABCw/GZOQ3hQx-8k/s320/01082010367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500392799431368626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bought the shoe liao. Chio right? Cost me $39.90 and people were like "did you do this yourself?" and standard ar, I say yes. HAHAHAHA! Fools~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRkpjRANI/AAAAAAAABCo/Jn2IBkYEdSA/s1600/01082010369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRkpjRANI/AAAAAAAABCo/Jn2IBkYEdSA/s320/01082010369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500392209973838034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nadine bought for me this back in Philis. And its PINK! PINK! But scary to wear, the "paint" no good. It'll tarnish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRkAy7VVI/AAAAAAAABCg/KeHGSCI9PDo/s1600/29072010357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRkAy7VVI/AAAAAAAABCg/KeHGSCI9PDo/s320/29072010357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500392199033673042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yaz and I. As usual,when there is work at scape, there is surely boredom. CAMWHOREEEEEEE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRj-mmdqI/AAAAAAAABCY/ohjxTN9JSJE/s1600/29072010358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRj-mmdqI/AAAAAAAABCY/ohjxTN9JSJE/s320/29072010358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500392198445102754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRjeqyxYI/AAAAAAAABCQ/QXHGernK-7Y/s1600/29072010362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRjeqyxYI/AAAAAAAABCQ/QXHGernK-7Y/s320/29072010362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500392189872752002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRjCpwTgI/AAAAAAAABCI/iEK-UVutzGw/s1600/30072010366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVRjCpwTgI/AAAAAAAABCI/iEK-UVutzGw/s320/30072010366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500392182352203266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Was cleaning the room and found this in my drawer, I totally forgot that I had this! WOOOO!~ Hot stuff much. Robert is gay! (: Bella? Err, KANINA, JIT call me BELLA cause he say my hair is like hers. And I was like "EX-SQUEEZE ME, her hair is like mine or my hair is like hers?" and gave him some retarded look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVPvalkHDI/AAAAAAAABBQ/Po3asQasgq4/s1600/29072010362.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7299264322995559740?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7299264322995559740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7299264322995559740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7299264322995559740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7299264322995559740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-back-cause-im-bored.html' title='Puppy powers'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFVSG9c5H7I/AAAAAAAABCw/GZOQ3hQx-8k/s72-c/01082010367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-8356111093425252832</id><published>2010-08-01T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T11:08:59.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Agent to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFTlQUg2rlI/AAAAAAAABBI/OhCeXsKlTOg/s1600/tumblr_l641qn7ZnI1qbvcf3o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFTlQUg2rlI/AAAAAAAABBI/OhCeXsKlTOg/s320/tumblr_l641qn7ZnI1qbvcf3o1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500273113473396306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assholes are here. And I laughed my ass off, the Father's friend which I call her Agent since she call me Mini Agent, came in my room and asked "Eh, mini agent, never go out today ar? [Come towards me] Eh, see handsome guy only know." Then I was like WTF? LOL! Because I was at Kira's blog. Fucking funny sia! I need to pee once I heard that. And I really pee-d.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, yesterday's story, I'm not done yet. Taka counter is gonna close down which is equal to I CAN'T see Mr Law. WALAU EH! So suay or what? Lucky, he stay Simei, can stalk liao. =0 That is so me! And I know I wanna quit my job since everyone is doing it. I am so sad! No work = Bored at home = SHIT NO MONEY. HAHA! Okay, nonsense. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I don't even know where am I moving too, seriously, no one is telling me. Big fuck la. Kira, Kira, Kira, if I no house I stay you're house, okay? Let the rest tidur bawah jambatan [ I think bridge is spelled like this. I think.]. Can lah hor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And shit, I think insomnia is back! KNNBNBCBMFFTAN! How nie? I'm working sia! If this continue, I will be sleeping standing up at work. And Malaysian guy, Gordon, is sooooo laughing at me. Fucking funny la he, and yesterday damn disgusting, he blow kissed me! Then I was like CRAZYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! How could you? Don't you know I'm Mrs Law? WTF! Okay, shut up, can't day dream awhile meh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna tell you people something, I haven't showered yet! AND I need to shit! HAHAHAHA! Okay, I go shower and shit now~ Bye, asses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-8356111093425252832?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/8356111093425252832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=8356111093425252832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8356111093425252832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/8356111093425252832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/agent-to-be.html' title='Agent to be'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFTlQUg2rlI/AAAAAAAABBI/OhCeXsKlTOg/s72-c/tumblr_l641qn7ZnI1qbvcf3o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-7761287029359922419</id><published>2010-08-01T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:20:43.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>airplanes are like shooting stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFRa_u2g65I/AAAAAAAABBA/E49DSZetUwU/s1600/tumblr_kztjwisgXU1qa5gvyo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFRa_u2g65I/AAAAAAAABBA/E49DSZetUwU/s320/tumblr_kztjwisgXU1qa5gvyo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500121095881157522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFRa_ad63kI/AAAAAAAABA4/6uSKgE6ltCQ/s1600/tumblr_l4ut4xNIum1qb13xjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFRa_ad63kI/AAAAAAAABA4/6uSKgE6ltCQ/s320/tumblr_l4ut4xNIum1qb13xjo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500121090409291330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-7761287029359922419?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/7761287029359922419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=7761287029359922419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7761287029359922419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/7761287029359922419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/08/airplanes-are-like-shooting-stars.html' title='airplanes are like shooting stars'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFRa_u2g65I/AAAAAAAABBA/E49DSZetUwU/s72-c/tumblr_kztjwisgXU1qa5gvyo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-1805662482288477878</id><published>2010-07-31T23:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T01:05:25.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I solemnly swear I am up to no good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFRUhwyiQeI/AAAAAAAABAw/u7lNSMzBwuE/s1600/tumblr_l5stphKOCV1qcn2zmo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFRUhwyiQeI/AAAAAAAABAw/u7lNSMzBwuE/s320/tumblr_l5stphKOCV1qcn2zmo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500113983935496674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot had happen. Ever since I didn't update. From company to everyday life. Okay, sounds like I'm a writer. What the fuck. HAHAHA! Let's see from where I should start.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The company I'm working for is so FUCKED UP. Like seriously. One by one is leaving. But if people in my company is clever enough, leave the company after you get your pay so they can't take back the money. Well, anyway, went to Scape to see that new full timer, but CB, fucking rude. Yaz was on break and I went in to look for her. Then when she looked for us, she said Sly [that idiot name] said this to her "eh, your fat friend looking for you" then I totally lose my top. I wanted to go screamo but I didn't. But when I wanted to leave the shop and go visit my guitar friend. I went "BIG FUCK LOR [and showed middle finger]. Big deal ar. Your god father is the boss what not you. And your god father got money what, you have meh? If you do, you won't be in retail. You'll be sitting in an office, shaking leg. So, Sly, SHUT THE FUCK UP. You want to show sarcasm towards me, PLEASE, I can be even more than you are right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after that everything went AWESOMELY WELL! After break, was talking to Hazwan then suddenly we turned at the same time and there Mr Law was. My jaw merely dropped like hell and Hazwan saw it. Okay, paiseh much. Then suddenly, Wan and I started to talk about Mr Law. Then, as usual, I stare at him, he stare at me, we both blush. Then suddenly, there was this customer who wanted to pay at the another cashier and I had to pass by Mr Law la. Then making my way back SLOWLY, Mr Law turned to my side and I was shocked. THEN HE GAVE ME A BIG SMILE! I smiled back la! And said Hi and started having small chats! HEHE! *blush* Happiest day of my life I presumed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know the cashier guy's [who like me] name and his name is YUN XIANG. At first I was having problem pronouncing his name then I was like, "how do you actually pronounce that?" then he told me and I know already. And can tell liao that he like me. Because he helped me take out the TAKA paper bag, then pass me my sales chit then he said hello and asked my name then gave me this weird look. But he is harmless. Can't get Law then take Eow la hor. Hehe. Awesome much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, anyway, the part which destroy my mood when PEOPLE actually bastard you. Instead of kindness begets kindness, mine was KINDNESS BEGETS SHIT! Yes, how much as a friend I cared, your big headedness sucks. I'm your close friend for so many years, you can't help a single thing and yet you spoke to me like  you didn't care. Thanks for being a true friend. Lucky there was Hazwan to help, he passed me the bag, I barely even know him but he is at great help unlike you. So that's why, never believe in the word "what goes around comes around" or "karma" cause that's just superstitious. And what happened to me, you can see that it doesn't work. My kindness was repaid by shit. So yea, stop saying that Karma will hit on the person who did shit to you, cause it won't as you did shit yourself. Okayyyyy~ Bye, thanks so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, got to go now, I wanna concentrate on my Harry Potter show then read my book and then sleep and wake up early in the morning to clean my room as mum say some idiot is coming for don't know what shits. Nights y'all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-1805662482288477878?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/1805662482288477878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=1805662482288477878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1805662482288477878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/1805662482288477878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-solemnly-swear-i-am-up-to-no-good.html' title='I solemnly swear I am up to no good'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TFRUhwyiQeI/AAAAAAAABAw/u7lNSMzBwuE/s72-c/tumblr_l5stphKOCV1qcn2zmo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6154285762701075590</id><published>2010-07-26T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T22:00:04.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TE2UvFKuTjI/AAAAAAAABAo/S8I3NZDTvk0/s1600/tumblr_l63yvxxeDO1qa81pao1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TE2UvFKuTjI/AAAAAAAABAo/S8I3NZDTvk0/s320/tumblr_l63yvxxeDO1qa81pao1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498214256651161138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot in mind, about my colleague. Haiz, I couldn't understand sia. I finally managed to get a hold of her. Lucky, I added her up on msn. I could't believe my eyes when I read the message she sent me. I really pity her. I know how she felt and everything. Even though mine was a small matter, I could still feel the pain she going through. Anyone who was beaten/ slapped by their father would know how it felt. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, can't keep my eyes off Bryan. Help? Anyone? Sobs~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And cashier guy wasn't working~ Lagi sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6154285762701075590?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6154285762701075590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6154285762701075590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6154285762701075590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6154285762701075590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/07/lot-in-mind-about-my-colleague.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TE2UvFKuTjI/AAAAAAAABAo/S8I3NZDTvk0/s72-c/tumblr_l63yvxxeDO1qa81pao1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-2012717599756617938</id><published>2010-07-24T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T15:43:05.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad&amp;ignorance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEqZT2kLJgI/AAAAAAAABAg/AdrHA4XIAUI/s1600/tumblr_l5rvhh6lKT1qcyi9fo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEqZT2kLJgI/AAAAAAAABAg/AdrHA4XIAUI/s320/tumblr_l5rvhh6lKT1qcyi9fo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497374861502916098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEqZTa2fFwI/AAAAAAAABAY/cIgQSdxMuQU/s1600/tumblr_l5z97bUPUW1qbh2gvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEqZTa2fFwI/AAAAAAAABAY/cIgQSdxMuQU/s320/tumblr_l5z97bUPUW1qbh2gvo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497374854063527682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEqZS6XtRUI/AAAAAAAABAQ/egqGH_zNCCQ/s1600/tumblr_l5y5zg1I4C1qbl59fo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEqZS6XtRUI/AAAAAAAABAQ/egqGH_zNCCQ/s320/tumblr_l5y5zg1I4C1qbl59fo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497374845344499010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-2012717599756617938?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/2012717599756617938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=2012717599756617938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2012717599756617938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/2012717599756617938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/07/sad.html' title='sad&amp;ignorance'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEqZT2kLJgI/AAAAAAAABAg/AdrHA4XIAUI/s72-c/tumblr_l5rvhh6lKT1qcyi9fo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109044306479993393.post-6520428639142865840</id><published>2010-07-23T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T23:54:07.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babi you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEm6mcDWxQI/AAAAAAAABAI/RnS4FLzTs0c/s1600/tumblr_l5a6g1H2y11qc95azo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEm6mcDWxQI/AAAAAAAABAI/RnS4FLzTs0c/s320/tumblr_l5a6g1H2y11qc95azo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497129989710464258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether to feel angry, sad or what so ever. But I definitely know that I am mad at that girl who was you. I might be dumb to have fallen for you. Seriously. Compare you with other guys, results is that you and the other guys are all the same. JERKS. You've hurt me bad! Oh my gosh, I feel like crying. Oh hell, I'm already crying. How now? I hate you ttm [for now].&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No mood to tell you about the cashier guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3109044306479993393-6520428639142865840?l=iloveflatiron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/feeds/6520428639142865840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109044306479993393&amp;postID=6520428639142865840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6520428639142865840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109044306479993393/posts/default/6520428639142865840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveflatiron.blogspot.com/2010/07/babi-you.html' title='Babi you'/><author><name>Ayano</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04445276256757742909</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/Szexbf4yKxI/AAAAAAAAAwI/JAPLA_RpDAk/S220/DSC02665copy1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AbFlS_kS3vs/TEm6mcDWxQI/AAAAAAAABAI/RnS4FLzTs0c/s72-c/tumblr_l5a6g1H2y11qc95azo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
