<?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-15288144</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:29:03.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farkology</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>264</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114122943957342161</id><published>2006-03-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T00:10:39.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114122943957342161?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114122943957342161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114122943957342161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114122943957342161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114122943957342161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-moved-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114117233356901981</id><published>2006-03-01T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T08:18:53.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. One day I might just not be able to just sit at one side and take all this abuse. One day, I suppose. Till that day, I will just observe. Just a note... If you want to scold someone, get your facts right first? The very insinuations implied by your misquotes deviate so far from the original topic that one has to stretch the imagination to consider it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not ask you to come see the post I posted long ago. Which, by the way, I posted before I sent a message to you on MSN. Therefore you first basis for argument has already fallen through, based on... Well, nothing at all. Also, I did not invite you to come see my blog, neither did I send an email to you asking you to do so. You did, on the other hand, inviting me to come see what new vulgarities you had to fling at me like a monkey does with dung. Lastly, because I really don't have time to pick out any more of your mistakes, my exact words were "after reading your blog" and not like you quoted to be my exact words "thanks to your blog". Please be advised of the following information. Might do you some good the next time you bad mouth someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting up a new blog. This one's gonna go. My blog is prolly going to sit with my portfolio site anyway. Haven't decided on a name for it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go to school now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114117233356901981?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114117233356901981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114117233356901981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114117233356901981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114117233356901981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114114289148939719</id><published>2006-03-01T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T00:08:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope you're happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114114289148939719?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114114289148939719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114114289148939719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114114289148939719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114114289148939719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-hope-youre-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114114176857629353</id><published>2006-02-28T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T23:49:28.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. I'll go fuck off. Whatever you choose. What I told you was what we both decided on. It's not a decision I made by myself. Think what you want. Say what you want. I give up already. All I am is a mother fucker. Whatever lah okay. I really don't have the time or emotional strength to go argue like a 5 year old with a foul mouth. Basically, just read what you wrote. Read it. See if it makes any cow sense to you. Cause it really doesn't serve to clarify anything except your language and choice of vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had seen what I had seen, been through what I had been through, you would not say what you just said. You would not feel what you feel. I know how you feel. I've been on both sides of this distorted perspex. Don't throw me your vulgarities. I don't need them. Neither do I react to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright bah... I suppose... Perhaps I am a mother fucker. Perhaps I should go fuck off. Perhaps all I am is an asshole who really minds getting cheated on. Perhaps trying not to be hurt again is the greatest sin in the world. Perhaps all I should get is hurt. And get told to fuck off and assailed with "fuck yous" and such. Perhaps 5 years of loving someone without boundaries and with all sacrifice is nothing compared to 8 months, nearly the average gestation period of a human being. Perhaps I really am nothing. Perhaps you are the whole idea. Perhaps all I needed was someone to tell me to go fuck myself and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help that all the films today were sad and suicidal does it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114114176857629353?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114114176857629353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114114176857629353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114114176857629353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114114176857629353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114089590535334803</id><published>2006-02-26T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T03:31:45.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay... Finally put something in my deviantART...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://icefire86.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;My deviantART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's stuff I made today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/056/8/e/I_Love_My_Bunny_Version_2_0_by_icefire86.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://tn3-2.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/056/8/e/I_Love_My_Bunny_Version_2_0_by_icefire86.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "I Love My Bunny V2.0" is a B&amp;W version of the one I did earlier. I prefer things in B&amp;amp;W so I'm starting a series of B&amp;amp;W portraits of the people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/056/f/d/Back_To_Hell_Version_1_0_by_icefire86.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://tn3-1.deviantart.com/fs9/300W/i/2006/056/f/d/Back_To_Hell_Version_1_0_by_icefire86.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda tired now. it's 3am... Today's picnic was awesome... Condensed milk from a shampoo bottle clone!!! Lol... The weather was nice and cooling too... Haven't seen you guys in ages... It's really been a long long while... The mat was expensive... 13 dollars for this tiny scrap of thingy. It was cool anyway. Learnt to skateboard a bit... Almost snapped Sara's board when dear tried to climb on with me... Went to Sara's house for dinner... Played with Happy... Sung songs on the guitars... Ate lots of vege... And one chili padi... T.T PJ's dog is huge for a Jack Russell... Really... Huge... Dog... Watched magic tricks online... Very cool stuff... He turned a live bird into an egg... Got a lemon... Made the egg vanish... Got an orange... Made the lemon vanish... Cut open the orange and POOF! The lemon was IN the orange. Cut open the lemon and POOF! The egg was IN the lemon. Crack the egg and POOF! The bird reappeared out of his hands. SICK SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of hype has been going on regarding that NYP girl whose phone got stolen and the lewd videos she took of her boyfriend and her were posted up on the world wide web by the phone thief. Tarnishes the name of Singapore. Really. The entire world now view our country through tainted glass... Fucking ugly tainted glass at that... The video itself is 8 minutes long... Crazy... In my opinion (not that anyone gives a shit anyway), is that all parties are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) The girl herself who stupidly lets her boyfriend video tape the entire event&lt;br /&gt;b) The stupid boyfriend who tapes the process&lt;br /&gt;c) The fucking phone thief (I hate phone nabbers), and his/her insolence in posting the videos&lt;br /&gt;d) All the idiots who keep posting the videos up&lt;br /&gt;e) That bastard selling the video on ebay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me where to find the videos. I know where they are (virus free, etc etc) but I'm not about to propagate what I strongly condemn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, children, when engaging in sexual activity, always use a condem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evil of evils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next topic. Today, the nation mourned the passing of Mr S. Rajaratnam (heaven knows if I spelt that right), one of our country's pioneering leaders and our first ever foreign minister guy. It's sad really... Even I felt sad... Then came the Power 98 announcement that "in respect for the passing of Mr Raja(insert rest of name), Power 98 will not be having any commercials or DJ programmes. Just music and the news reports." What is the damn point... A few minutes of silence would be much better in my opinion rather than letting your staff off on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been updating my friendster like crazy recently. Not sure why. I think it was the lull in activity that's been hanging around like old sock aroma for nearly 3 months. I don't even listen to some of the artists I previously had on my profile anymore. Sigh... How time flies... Soon, my dear is going to graduate and start working and all that jazz... She said she'll be my sugar daddy while I sit around and drink tea like a taitai... =.= I was considering taking architecture in NUS as a second degree after ADM... Not sure though... Sighhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is borrowing my car on Monday and Tuesday next week... =.= His car is in the workshop so he has to borrow mine... Ah well... I drove it to school recently... Took me about 7 minutes... I wasn't speeding though... I love my radio... Pump up the volume loud enough and the sound system just bounces the car along the road... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... This post is getting too long... Shall stop around here now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114089590535334803?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114089590535334803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114089590535334803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114089590535334803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114089590535334803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114079635511482920</id><published>2006-02-24T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:52:35.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>See what my dear made for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 277px;" alt="The image “http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/untitled.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) Love you loads, my Sharon bear. Made this for her in exchange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 205px; height: 259px;" alt="The image “http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/sharonbear.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/sharonbear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying Bear out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114079635511482920?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114079635511482920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114079635511482920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114079635511482920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114079635511482920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/see-what-my-dear-made-for-me-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114075740936683495</id><published>2006-02-24T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T13:03:29.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's some photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 281px;" alt="The image “http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8515.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8515.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl playing at the water fountain at Bugis with her mommy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 283px;" alt="The image “http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8516.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8516.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 280px;" alt="The image “http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8517.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8517.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 271px; height: 179px;" alt="The image “http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8566.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy Jr... Sharon bought him/her for me yesterday... We haven't figured if it's a boy or a girl yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 271px; height: 179px;" alt="The image “http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8570.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/DSC_8570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 271px; height: 181px;" alt="The image “http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/doggywoggy.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c91/icefire86/doggywoggy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=3 One of the last two pink doggies at Cine's More Than Words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114075740936683495?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114075740936683495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114075740936683495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114075740936683495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114075740936683495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/heres-some-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114075703908989413</id><published>2006-02-24T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T12:57:19.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;My shattered dreams and broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Are mending on the shelf&lt;br /&gt;I saw you holding hands&lt;br /&gt;Standing close to someone else&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit all alone&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all my feeling was gone&lt;br /&gt;I gave my best to you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing for me to do&lt;br /&gt;But have one last cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last cry&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta put you out of my mind this time&lt;br /&gt;Stop living a lie&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm down to my last cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here, you were there&lt;br /&gt;Guess we never could agree&lt;br /&gt;While the sun shines on you&lt;br /&gt;I need some love to rain on me&lt;br /&gt;Still I sit all alone&lt;br /&gt;Wishing all my feeling was gone&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get over you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing for me to do&lt;br /&gt;But have one last cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last cry&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta put you out of my mind this time&lt;br /&gt;Stop living a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;Cause round me life goes on and on and on and on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna dry my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Right after I end my one last cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last cry&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta put you out of my mind for the very last  time&lt;br /&gt;Been living a lie&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm down&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm down&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm down...&lt;br /&gt;to my last cry&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114075703908989413?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114075703908989413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114075703908989413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114075703908989413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114075703908989413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-shattered-dreams-and-broken-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114074436988383793</id><published>2006-02-24T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T09:26:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here we go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haix... I've had alot of bullshit thrown in my face before, but yours is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by far&lt;/span&gt; the most hurting... I don't know when you'll give up like you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt; you would. I don't know when you'll stop like you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt; you would. I don't know when you'll delete the pictures like you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt; you would. Walk away like you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt;. Leave us alone like you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;promised&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your promises are worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet you make those worthless promises to her. Your point being? Your unrelenting care and concern? Built on lies and promises that crumble even before being tested?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We&lt;/span&gt; really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want you in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; lives. I hope one day you can come to see that. And stop pestering us once and for all. You don't have to promise us anything because your promises are simply ephemeral slivers of bullshit that you toss nonchalantly in the faces of others with such sick glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day&lt;/span&gt; you might understand how I feel about this matter. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day&lt;/span&gt; you might grow up. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day&lt;/span&gt; you might become more mature and cultivate some morals. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day&lt;/span&gt; you might even make promises you stick to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But till then, in our eyes, you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm politely asking you to leave right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or I'll make you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114074436988383793?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114074436988383793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114074436988383793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114074436988383793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114074436988383793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/here-we-go-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114070959509377092</id><published>2006-02-23T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:46:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh... -kneads temples- okay okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not even begin to explain how you misunderstood my post as well... I thought by putting as many explanations in lil brackets and bolds and italics would somehow make things clearer to you, but they didn't. So, I shall just sit aside for now. Words are simply doing me no good for I seem to be utterly unable to express myself in the way I wish to. I once thought I could convey my feelings and thoughts quite well through my words, but apparently, I have lost this touch. Perhaps I never had it. Perhaps we're all just allergic to reading. Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... One thing I need to clarify bah... So this argument doesn't escalate into one of those which happened oh-so-long ago... Sharon is not a freeloader... She seems to have turned over a new leaf and buys me stuff and all. It's pretty much equal now... I don't think I even paid for anything today, come to think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did come to conclusion some time ago that Roy coming was not your fault and beyond your control. Neither did we blame you for it, and neither was my tag explicitly referring to you. It was to prevent another awkward situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like me to take it anyway I like, I shall. Thank you for the invitation to do so. And thank you also, for being so blunt with me about the picnic. But if I do recall, it was you who first asked me to post about the picnic. Please refrain from asking me to do so again if you wish for me to post in order to break my invitation down to something it was not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a pleasant weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114070959509377092?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114070959509377092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114070959509377092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114070959509377092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114070959509377092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114065884790759171</id><published>2006-02-23T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T09:40:48.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Response To The Tags and Others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... Let's settle this okay? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Firstly&lt;/span&gt;, I mentioned that alot of us, as I am unsure if all of us have found ourselves an other half. So I said alot. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Secondly&lt;/span&gt;, Sharon was part of the Gongs before she became my girlfriend. So she is firstly a gong, and secondly my gf. So she is not applicable to the statement about bringing bfs and gfs. In the situation that she was, she would be under the umbrella of "Gongs", and thus would come anyway. True? Therefore, my statement &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [Quote " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh... and bfs/gfs if u want. But no friend of a friend of a friend like my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;"]&lt;/span&gt;  was not intended to apply to me, as I did not consider Sharon as my gf, but as a Gong when concerning matters about the Gongs. I hope you can understand my view on these matters. We have been through this before, same conversation, different people, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two years ago&lt;/span&gt;. Please check and revert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please note&lt;/span&gt;, this clarification of Sharon's role when it comes to matters involving all of the Gongs has been done before several years ago. My bolding of the duration is to remind the reader of its repetition, and not done in any angry undertones.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; like to come, due to whatever reason you have for excusing yourself, please do not try to spark any conflicts before, during or after the event. I personally feel that it is because we don't meet up much that we are drifting apart. It is perfectly normal for people to drift apart, but if we're going to fight this natural order of things and stick together as pals, we really need to try to meet up as often as our schedules can allow us. I organized this Saturday as a replacement meeting for Valentines Day as alot of people did not show up on V Day. Therefore, if you do not wish to participate in this Saturday, or future events, I will take it into consideration and duly understand your stand in the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please note&lt;/span&gt;, the "you" referred to in this post is a general "you" to identify the viewer as a second character in order to reference to. Please do not take it as a personal attack as the "you" is neither subjectifying nor derogatory.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, in conclusion, should you wish to rebutt to this post, please read carefully before doing so. I do not cast my words out without careful consideration and mulling thought. This is to prevent any misconceptions about what I say. Unfortunately, misunderstandings still occur as we do not read what we truly intend to say, instead, deriving a meaning far from what we orginally set out to imply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please note&lt;/span&gt;, I use the word "we" here as someone would use the word "one" in a sentence describing a general public or mass. In substitution, the sentence would be "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Unfortunately, misunderstandings still occur as one does not read what one truly intends to say, instead, deriving a meaning far from what one orginally sets out to imply&lt;/span&gt;."]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial, helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Telling the truth to people who misunderstand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you is really promoting falsehood&lt;/span&gt;" - Hope, Anthony (1863-1933)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We don't see things as they are. We see them as we are.&lt;/span&gt;" - Anais Nin&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nihil est in intellectu quod non fuit prius in sensu&lt;/i&gt;:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing is in the understanding, which was not first perceived by some of the senses.&lt;/span&gt;" - John Locke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="5"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114065884790759171?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114065884790759171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114065884790759171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114065884790759171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114065884790759171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/in-response-to-tags-and-others.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114062278643880833</id><published>2006-02-22T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T23:39:46.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHOTOGRAPHS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay... More photos... Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 207px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0222/TZ200222073022191.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0222/TZ200222073022191.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses! Old pic... On the way to Zouk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 164px; height: 247px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0222/TZ200222072212816.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0222/TZ200222072212816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my bunny... =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 236px; height: 176px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0222/TZ200222073023379.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0222/TZ200222073023379.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ying bear! New bear I bought for dear today for no reason whatsoever... Cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 175px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0222/TZ200222073030675.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0222/TZ200222073030675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear posing with her new bear... Million thanks and kisses to dear who came down to support me in the film fest today! -muacks!- You're the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114062278643880833?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114062278643880833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114062278643880833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114062278643880833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114062278643880833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/photographs-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114049541849743819</id><published>2006-02-21T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T12:34:00.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grrr... Tired. And a tad angry at someone. Okay. Maybe not just a tad. It's my duty to protect my girlfriend and I shall. So I shall beat your brains out the next time you insult her. I can promise you that. And I don't go back on promises like you do. I wish you could simply respect her wishes and go away. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to a new band this morning. An odd quiz online suggested i might like it. It's alright I guess. I like the bits when its more mellow with more lyrics. Funeral For a Friend. Hmm... Long name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xuany introduced a new game to me. It launches today in the US. Rising Force online. Freaking cool graphics. I hope it comes out on mac or universal... We're both going to join the Bellato Union and pound the shit out of Accretia. The game basically has 3 clans, Accretia, Bellato and Cora. The Accretia Empire is a clan of cyborgs bent on destroying the universe and all. They have in their arsenal a huge gun which blows everything up in a hellfire of destruction. Bellato Union is a clan of shortish people who have exceptional skills with mechs. Their speciality are these damn cool mechs and other such gadgets of doom. Cora is a clan which draws on magic and spirit summoning to aid them in their fights. Like mages and such lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting Xuan to buy a copy for me in Canada and send it over for me. The graphics are way cool. Check out this site for some of the videos. The actual game play is like this. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.pc.ign.com/media/767/767065/vids_1.html"&gt;RF ONLINE VIDS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the launch of Focal2006. Everything seems to be unprepared... ARGGHHH!!! Either that or there is nothing to prepare and I'm just getting frantic over nothing. Literally. Meep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114049541849743819?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114049541849743819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114049541849743819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114049541849743819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114049541849743819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/grrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114044456766033027</id><published>2006-02-20T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:09:29.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regarding the Gong Picnic this Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Alright... Here's the plan... On Saturday, we'll meet at around 330 at City Hall MRT and depart for one of the following places:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Labrador Park&lt;br /&gt;b) Changi&lt;br /&gt;c) The Red House (wtf...)&lt;br /&gt;d) Someone's house&lt;br /&gt;e) Botanical Gardens&lt;br /&gt;f) Pulau Ubin&lt;br /&gt;g) Old Changi Hospital&lt;br /&gt;h) Marina South (Fly kite and if all else fails, steamboat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has to bring one food item (someone remember drinks hor) then we'll go have a picnic of sorts. I'm going to be bringing a set of mini speakers rather than a cd player so we can listen to everyone's cd player/mp3 player/music player. We could talk like a bunch of old people, or I could bring some games and stuff. More importantly is our reunion bah... All Gongs have to (preferably) appear hor... Here is a list of the Gongs. In alphabetical order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Charmaine&lt;br /&gt;- Geraldine&lt;br /&gt;- Grace&lt;br /&gt;- Marilyn&lt;br /&gt;- PJ&lt;br /&gt;- Rachel&lt;br /&gt;- Sara&lt;br /&gt;- Sharon&lt;br /&gt;- Simmie&lt;br /&gt;- Victoria&lt;br /&gt;- Yingying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! Well, I kinda hope everyone can make it... It's been ages since we last got together and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the agenda... Tomorrow is the launch of Focal2006... Starting with the workshop by Yuni Hadi from Substation. Sigh... I'm kinda worried we can't pull this off really... I'm scared to some extent. We're involving the University's name here... Kinda like representatives of NTU's newest faculty. Hope we don't mess it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I feel very proud to be part of the Focal2006 team... I think we've done a fantastic job so far. I'm really proud of you guys... You guys are amazing... Really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to tomorrow and a great month of films ahead of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114044456766033027?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114044456766033027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114044456766033027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114044456766033027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114044456766033027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/regarding-gong-picnic-this-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114034560817244957</id><published>2006-02-19T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T18:40:08.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Starting on my portfolio site now. Was going to call it Drunk Fish... But Sharon said it resembled Bassfish, her friends' band. So I shall think of something else. Diseased sheep maybe. She bought me a new toy yesterday. A diseased looking sheep. Been carrying it around everywhere. Yes. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diseasedsheep.net&lt;br /&gt;D-Sheep.net&lt;br /&gt;D-Mehmeh.net&lt;br /&gt;Mehmeh.net&lt;br /&gt;Baaa.net&lt;br /&gt;Crosseyedsheep.net&lt;br /&gt;Error404.net&lt;br /&gt;Yingsportfolio.net&lt;br /&gt;Fuckyou.net&lt;br /&gt;Takenoprisoners.net&lt;br /&gt;Dotnet.net&lt;br /&gt;Frozenfish.net&lt;br /&gt;Youbastard.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114034560817244957?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114034560817244957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114034560817244957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114034560817244957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114034560817244957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/starting-on-my-portfolio-site-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114034372559646132</id><published>2006-02-19T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T18:08:45.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the fuck is wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the fuck would you feel if you were in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was what you said to me all just a pile of fucking bullshits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you lying to me or just everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just &lt;/span&gt;everyone? Yes. Just. Cause in your little world, there's just you. You, you and, oh yes. You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You with the lies. The lies of giving up. The lies of deleting the pictures. The lies of not msging her. The FUCKING LIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly arh, sometimes I can't decide if I would be happier if you or I disappeared. All the damn time you say you disappear, 2 seconds later you change your fucking mind. What's the fucking point if you can't keep your fucking word, can't make up your fucking mind, can't even learn some fucking morals. Is it that difficult? Having SOME morals? Must be right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Have it your fucking way. Do what you fucking want. I give up on you. Honestly. Dealing with a civilized human is much easier than the likes of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114034372559646132?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114034372559646132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114034372559646132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114034372559646132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114034372559646132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-fuck-is-wrong-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114022286614681147</id><published>2006-02-18T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T08:34:26.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet to me de... -cries-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually cried in my bathroom. (don't ask me what was I doing with my computer in the bathroom. =.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in response to the responses on my tag board...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have the picnic next weekend. If the beach idea isn't going to go, we could always picnic at the botanical gardens or the middle of a street or in a golf course or something or rather. We would prolly start the picnic later in the day when it's not so hot. So prolly evening. Maybe 4pm. Would be awesome. Everyone bring one food/edible object and i'll bring a cd player and all that. =3 Once I find a cd player anyway. After that we could always go walk walk around the nearby area and do one of those outing things (ie, movies, talking, coffee, shopping, etc).Would be a nice relaxing day. Next week would prolly be better I suppose. This week would be too rush to plan. I'll send out sms to you guys once we decide on a place and all to confirm who can make it. So &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY 4PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. or sunday. Pls tag my board or sms me if you're interested in coming lo... This invitation is to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GONG FAMILY PEOPLE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114022286614681147?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114022286614681147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114022286614681147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114022286614681147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114022286614681147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/t.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114017821079051775</id><published>2006-02-17T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:10:10.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all! Go to this site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://focal2006.ibics.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOCAL2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am part of a group of students from NTU's Art Design and Media faculty bringing to you NTU's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first ever&lt;/span&gt; film festival. The theme for this year? Local films. We'll be having workshops next week as well as film screenings of local short films. In addition, the directors themselves will be coming down to give a short discussion session about their lives and their work. Awesome stuff that may very well be a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;once in a lifetime opportunity&lt;/span&gt;. Must come down. If you're interested, pls let me know or contact us through our website as shown above. This event is open to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;all educational institutions&lt;/span&gt; throughout Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST COME!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114017821079051775?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114017821079051775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114017821079051775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114017821079051775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114017821079051775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-all-go-to-this-site-focal2006-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-114000119396283281</id><published>2006-02-15T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T18:59:54.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one of the... Oddest Valentines Days ever... Woke up early to get the flowers ready then headed off to school. Gave all the girls nice roses, even Prof Eileen Reynolds. She looked kinda down... Meep... Anyway, my dear came to pick me up after school and we took a long cab ride down to Suntec to meet Sara for the annual v day thing... Not sure what has been going for the past couple of years I wasn't around, but I don't think its like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone pulled out just before the dinner. GAH! Sigh... Why liddat arh people... Anyway, we might be having a picnic thing sometime this or next weekend... Hope you can all make it as a make-up session or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with my dear and Sara at Marche... Yummy stuff... Even saw Sharon's friend from TP with his girlfriend. Lol... Walked over to Esplanade for chocolate as dessert... Presents? I got my dear a huge bunch of sunflowers... But she said she doesn't like flowers so I gave them to my mommy... Ran over to Canteen A in the afternoon (cross-campus mind you!) to get a cute lil balloon and drew lil cartoons all over it as my v day present to her instead. =3 tiring work but her smile was worth it. In return, she got me this cute lil cow... soooo cute... =3 sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing 4D work and Sharon's apel thingy concurrently... Tiring... Got a throbbing headache... Dunno what Wenshing means by photos of time and space... Garh! Her classes are very trying recently... She seems to be rather against my images... So I put double the effort of my DOUBLED efforts from the last time... =.= Back ache already... Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-114000119396283281?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/114000119396283281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=114000119396283281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114000119396283281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/114000119396283281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/yesterday-was-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113999941767316264</id><published>2006-02-15T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T18:30:17.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A song for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are very many things&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say to you,&lt;br /&gt;but I've lost my way&lt;br /&gt;and I've lost my words.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;There are very many places&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go&lt;br /&gt;but I can't find the key&lt;br /&gt;to open my door.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;The weight of my words&lt;br /&gt;you can't feel it anymore.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;There are very many ways&lt;br /&gt;I would like to break the spell&lt;br /&gt;you've cast upon me.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;'Cause all the time&lt;br /&gt;I sacrificed myself&lt;br /&gt;to make you want me,&lt;br /&gt;has made you hant me.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;The weight of my words&lt;br /&gt;you can't feel it anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113999941767316264?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113999941767316264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113999941767316264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113999941767316264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113999941767316264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/song-for-you-there-are-very-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113962124524920919</id><published>2006-02-11T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T09:27:27.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zzz... Damn I'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday, we had 3D class... The stupid satay sticks were a let down. Shall redo it later this semester. Probably during the semester break. Use nicer sticks and all. Took a cab from JP down to TP to pick Sharon up and we went to meet Sara at PS to drum for a bit. Funny... I couldn't finish any game yesterday... Like how Sharon forgot where all the colors were... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hey... Congratulations to my sister BAABBOOOOO.... Who got &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12 points&lt;/span&gt; for O Levels man!!! SUT SUT!!!! Wah... Second person in my family to take O levels. We're on a roll here. Next person sure to get damn awesome results too. She got 3As!!! Woot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We started comparing results (Sharon, Sara and I) over popiah, coconut and soursop. I can't even remember what I go anymore... Meh... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Geography, science, combined humanities, english, emath... 5 arh... I think so... &lt;/span&gt;Okok. So now my family has a grand total of 8 As already!!! Whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okok... Enough with the results. After the food, we went to play and then went to buy presents for Deon! Argh, that stupid ah beng guy was there. He pierced his lip sia... =.= Retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, we bought her this cute cup and put it in a cute box with a giant card which I drew monkeys on. =3 &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MONKEY!!!&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, we took a cab down to T2 @ Changi Airport, talking utter rubbish along the way... Well, Sharon was napping on my lap so Sara and I were talking rubbish, and making weird comments about her thing which is normally short but gets very long when she plays with it.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shudder.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We had dinner at the Fish and Co there. Sharon and I shared a seafood platter for 2 and so did Deon and Wendy. Sara had fish and chips. i was really quite hungry at first... Till I started eating. Anyway, the food was very filling and the cake was so cute. Haha... Looks like the cake the Quad @ NTU sells... That chocolate cake... Yum... =3 Sharon didn't really like the cake so she fed me most of it... After mushing it with her fork. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We took a nice train ride and cab home after that... Tired... Later I'm going drawing with Sara before meeting Sharon who will be going out with some guy later tonight... -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mutter mutter&lt;/span&gt;- Bah... Give up already la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tomorrow is the last day of Chinese New Year... My family is coming over and all... Fun stuff... Saw Ruey Juan the other day at art friend... Art friend is attracting the weirdest people now... The other day, I was paying for mid tone paper, and a bunch of guys were standing behind me, practically announcing to the world which school they came from like their going there was the greatest thing since sliced bread. Bunch of losers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Whats so good about&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sliced bread&lt;/span&gt; anyway. Anyone can slice a fucking bread loaf. What's the big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt; My mood is getting quite sour... Need to go update PIOD later... We went to Yuki no Yaki the other day before watching the long weekend. Weird show. Stupid fucking SMS. Realized that you're a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fucking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Liar&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU FUCKING LIAR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ruin my whole bloody day. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fun right? &lt;/span&gt;Must be damn fun. Hey! Let's all go ruin Ying's day cause she doesn't deserve &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one fucking day&lt;/span&gt; without crying! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;私達によってが出かけたり、そこにちょうどあらゆるいまいましい時間はであるなる 。性交がである何私は考えるために仮定した。すべての後の、事は同じまだである。私は常にそれにもかかわらず の傷を得る。そして 私は、事が異なっていることを約束する。それらはいかに別得たか。私達が の事の後で一緒に戻ったときに事が異なっていることを約束した。私が単のためのシンガポールにとどまることにしたときに事が異なっていることを約束した。 あなたの第2 年始まったときに事が異なっていることを約束した。(少数の月があるために外見上かなるどれ) 事が懸命にのあなたの数週後に異なっていることを約束した。事が異なっている今ことを約束する。それらはいかに別得たか。実際に変わったか。またはそれら はあなたの他の約束のようであるか。空及び壊れものか。私はそんなに傷ついた従って幸せであることができる。私はそんなに叫んだ従ってほしいと思うものが 有することができる。豊かな生活を過すかどうか私に尋ねるか。私ははい言う。私はあきらめた従って豊かな生活を過すことができる。私は出血した従って別の もののために微笑する、保持する誰か他の人をの接吻誰か他の人別の会社を楽しむことができる。私に今接吻すると私がいかに実際に感じるか知っているか。私 は感じたり従って弱めた。原因従って多くの他の人は接吻した。静かな鉱山の間。私は中傷つくことであり、言うことができない。私によっては内部が死んでい る私はそれを示すことができない。私は常に悲しい。私は常に叫んでいる。私の部分は既に死んでしまった。私は私が与えることを試みた従って私ととどまるか どの位見ることを望む。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113962124524920919?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113962124524920919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113962124524920919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113962124524920919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113962124524920919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113923696803720632</id><published>2006-02-06T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:42:48.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please don't find another guy... Even if he's another cover... Please don't... We'll figure something out... I'll figure something out... I promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113923696803720632?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113923696803720632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113923696803720632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113923696803720632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113923696803720632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/please-dont-find-another-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113923497920573915</id><published>2006-02-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:09:39.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please don't...&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to survive...&lt;br /&gt;You tell me the other guys were excuses...&lt;br /&gt;You tell me you won't leave me...&lt;br /&gt;You tell me you love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're leaving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't...&lt;br /&gt;I won't be able to take this heart ache...&lt;br /&gt;The sitting alone on valentines day...&lt;br /&gt;The tears that simply won't stop...&lt;br /&gt;I wish she hadn't found out...&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had stopped you from leaving the elevator...&lt;br /&gt;I wish you had come down with me again so I could see you for that one minute more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the world was on our side...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113923497920573915?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113923497920573915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113923497920573915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113923497920573915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113923497920573915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/please-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113912389348894320</id><published>2006-02-05T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:18:13.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you do this... Why do you say these things... Why do you think this way... Why why why... They hurt me, you know. How would you feel if you were in my shoes, reading these things. What do you want... Leave us the hell alone... Okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113912389348894320?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113912389348894320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113912389348894320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113912389348894320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113912389348894320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/why.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113907272403527966</id><published>2006-02-05T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T01:08:45.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The series of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 118px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0204/TZ200204084051732.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0204/TZ200204084051732.jpg" /&gt;   &lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 118px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0204/TZ200204084050857.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0204/TZ200204084050857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 159px; height: 119px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0204/TZ200204084048295.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0204/TZ200204084048295.jpg" /&gt;   &lt;img style="width: 158px; height: 118px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061722664.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061722664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 158px; 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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 162px; height: 122px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021932490.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021932490.jpg" /&gt;   &lt;img style="width: 162px; height: 121px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ20122902192722.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ20122902192722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 163px; height: 122px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229015228850.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229015228850.jpg" /&gt;   &lt;img style="width: 163px; height: 121px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229014638950.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229014638950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 163px; height: 121px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ20121908492583.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ20121908492583.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="width: 159px; height: 119px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1102/TZ201102085127511.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1102/TZ201102085127511.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113907272403527966?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113907272403527966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113907272403527966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113907272403527966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113907272403527966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/series-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113907085150893290</id><published>2006-02-05T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T00:34:11.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... Went to East Coast today to roller blade... Kept raining... Wanted to have SEX ON THE BEACH. But it was raining. So we went to Marina Square instead. Bought new clothes cause the ones we were wearing were all wet. Sharon got a new jeans and a new... Lol. Looked nice anyway. Went to Dian Xiao Er to eat... Waited more than an hour... Meh... Came up with a new idea... A blog about the different awesome foods in Singapore. Starting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIOD @ &lt;a href="http://piod.wordpress.com"&gt;http://piod.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIOD stands for Puny Island of Doom... Coined by Sharon... One day, if this takes off, we might get free meals to blog about the place... Lol... I wish...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113907085150893290?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113907085150893290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113907085150893290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113907085150893290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113907085150893290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/boo-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113897684083382340</id><published>2006-02-03T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:27:20.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! Photographs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uploaded these from my handphone cam. I have a few hundred in my D70 I shall refrain from touching till after the photoshoot. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 172px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061541675.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061541675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3D proportions project... From this day on, known as... Orbit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 173px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061721696.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061721696.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 174px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061722664.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061722664.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my shuai ge... Pouting at her bread and butter pudding... Lol... Her hair so nice and short now... More shuai than me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 171px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061723352.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0203/TZ200203061723352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! My new tattoo... Check it out... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meep! Picnic call! Two weeks from now saturday (17th Feb 06) we'll have a picnic at Sentosa!!! Yay!!! Anyway, shall msg you all about the time and details and stuff... =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113897684083382340?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113897684083382340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113897684083382340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113897684083382340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113897684083382340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-photographs-uploaded-these-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113880842265577243</id><published>2006-02-01T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:40:22.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm... Alright... I have this sinking feeling I will either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. Not post this post.&lt;br /&gt;b. Post then take it down a while later.&lt;br /&gt;c. Post it and leave it for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each decision would more or less affect my life in one way or another I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... Response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I did not say that I had left her. Never did, come to think about it. I'm not too sure how you derived it but I did not leave her.&lt;br /&gt;2. Be where? I assume it meant last night. I did kinda ask who wanted to go msg me. So those who msged me came.&lt;br /&gt;3. I tried making it as clear as I possibly could. Even telling you I would not choose you (in a metaphorical sense). I'm not sure how much clearer I can get on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this, don't read this. Interpret it whatever way you wish. Goodbye then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Oh well... This isn't the first time people have misinterpreted what I said. Therefore, from now on, I shall be as blunt as I possibly can. Perhaps this would solve this once and for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113880842265577243?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113880842265577243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113880842265577243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113880842265577243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113880842265577243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113880517501816077</id><published>2006-02-01T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T22:46:21.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will never know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;You will never know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words that I can't say to you.&lt;br /&gt;These feelings that my heart can't show you.&lt;br /&gt;The insane dum dum dum my heart makes when you're around.&lt;br /&gt;The constant dull ache in my heart when you're not near.&lt;br /&gt;The lackluster color my world fades into when I don't hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;The sharp pang of lonliness when you leave my sight.&lt;br /&gt;The coldness of my world without you.&lt;br /&gt;The true emptiness of my life before I met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How much I really love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will never know... How much this one girl can truly love you... You will always be so close, yet untouchable... So distant yet always on my mind... I can never have all of you. I can never give all I want to give. I can never truly call you mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yet in this time and space. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;But you will never know.&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/15288144-113880517501816077?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113880517501816077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113880517501816077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113880517501816077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113880517501816077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-will-never-know.html' title='You will never know'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113863343575417628</id><published>2006-01-30T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T23:03:55.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY DAY 2</title><content type='html'>Total takings: 466&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I feel tired... Went around vising alot today... My grandma was in the chinese papers! She went to the airport to pick up that Korean actor guy and the papers wrote about her cause she's 73 and all... She even got to hug the actor.. Lol... cute grandma... Went to my grand uncle's place. He's president of so many photographic societies all over the world... T.T siao... Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling sick... Grr... Coughing like a mad person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed the way my adium looks... I need a few changes in my life, i suppose... Alot of cold jokes... My family is just full of cold jokes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look... song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;Vois sur ton chemin&lt;br /&gt;Gamins oubliés égarés&lt;br /&gt;Donne-leur la main&lt;br /&gt;Pour les mener&lt;br /&gt;Vers d'autres lendemains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sens au cœur de la nuit&lt;br /&gt;L'onde d'espoir&lt;br /&gt;Ardeur de la vie&lt;br /&gt;Sentier de gloire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonheurs enfantins&lt;br /&gt;Trop vite oubliés effacés&lt;br /&gt;Une lumière dorée brille sans fin&lt;br /&gt;Tout au bout du chemin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sens au cœur de la nuit&lt;br /&gt;L'onde d'espoir&lt;br /&gt;Ardeur de la vie&lt;br /&gt;Sentier de gloire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonheurs enfantins&lt;br /&gt;Trop vite oubliés effacés&lt;br /&gt;Une lumière dorée brille sans fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113863343575417628?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113863343575417628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113863343575417628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113863343575417628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113863343575417628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny-day-2.html' title='CNY DAY 2'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113854702094215952</id><published>2006-01-29T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T23:03:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY DAY 1</title><content type='html'>Well, that was the first day of CNY... Total angbao tally? Not a clue. I won't open them till the last day of collecting, then stuff them into my ocbc account come wednesday when ntu-ocbc opens again. Anyway, I went to my grandma's house today... The funny thing about my family is that on the first day, we just congregate at my grandma's. Like... Angbao central or something. But it's fun. I miss her cooking. SO DAMN YUMMY... I'm addicted to the spinach she cooks... Sigh... We even had kampong chicken. Nice nice... We watched a slideshow of photos from all our parents' weddings... Sigh... I miss my grandpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy got my army pants to wear tomorrow with an orange tank top... =p shall go spike my hair nicely... Meep... Fun with Dick and Jane is out! I wanna watch!!! took alot of photos today... And some for my 4d project... maoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a new blogskin for sharon out of the monsters I sketched in my sketchbook... Lol.. She's using it already... Shall make a nicer one for her tomorrow I think... That one looks a tad clogged up... I like blog layouts in tables, rather than frames... I'm not a scrolling person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my family to watch... memoirs of a geisha... Lol... Yes... Again... Third time already... but I love the show... No one, so far, thinks it deserves only 2 stars like all the papers give it. Prolly 3.5 to 4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coughing getting from bad to worse now... Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to do homework... T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113854702094215952?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113854702094215952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113854702094215952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113854702094215952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113854702094215952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny-day-1.html' title='CNY DAY 1'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113842613057678802</id><published>2006-01-28T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T13:28:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention readers....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Attention all readers of http://www.suckshitanddie.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be holding a mini &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Chinese New Year party&lt;/span&gt; for all at my house on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday next week (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31st January 2006&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; for all (KC, uni, random friends). My mom's cooking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;yummy stuff&lt;/span&gt;... =p Ie, Buddha Jumps over the wall, pork leg bee hoon, etc etc. Yummy. Promise. We'll also go to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun fair thingy&lt;/span&gt; they have every Chinese New Year near the Esplanade. I'm not sure where they're having it this year, but we'll find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested parties please &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;contact me&lt;/span&gt; on my cell phone (97479566) or email me, or tag me. Happy Chinese New Year to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I just painted my main gate... I finally noticed... How bloody big it is... And how tiny my paintbrush seems to be... =.= Time to eat... I smell like Nippon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113842613057678802?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113842613057678802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113842613057678802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113842613057678802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113842613057678802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/attention-readers.html' title='Attention readers....'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113837535160064925</id><published>2006-01-27T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:22:31.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a WereYing</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;Grey skies, clouding up the things&lt;br /&gt;We used to see with wide eyes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe everything was meant to be this way&lt;br /&gt;Will it ever change,&lt;br /&gt;Or are we stuck here on our own?&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone grey&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found telling you the truth&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing to get out&lt;br /&gt;I know it wasn't you&lt;br /&gt;That made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;Will it ever change,&lt;br /&gt;Or are we stuck here on our own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And give it one more try&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I will stay&lt;br /&gt;But I feel so much better now&lt;br /&gt;And, baby, begging me&lt;br /&gt;Will leave you so empty inside&lt;br /&gt;So you shouldn't even try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know every last regret&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me is my own&lt;br /&gt;The way I hold them close&lt;br /&gt;Has made me be this way&lt;br /&gt;I will never change&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm stuck here on my own&lt;br /&gt;My own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And give it one more try&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I will stay&lt;br /&gt;But I feel so much better now&lt;br /&gt;Where did we go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I know you still hold on to me&lt;br /&gt;But it's time that you let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you things I had&lt;br /&gt;That I could not give back again&lt;br /&gt;But I'm better off alone&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone grey&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone grey&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone grey&lt;br /&gt;It's all gone grey &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113837535160064925?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113837535160064925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113837535160064925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113837535160064925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113837535160064925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-wereying.html' title='I am a WereYing'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113837173291263847</id><published>2006-01-27T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T22:22:12.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhatsNew</title><content type='html'>Lots to blog about. So here's a list of "Whats New in the Life of Ying".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have a strangely unhealthy obsession with my school work&lt;br /&gt;- I love drawing highlights on mid tone paper&lt;br /&gt;- I love Foundation class&lt;br /&gt;- I have the Lights and Sounds cd by Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;- I love the Lights and Sounds cd by Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;- I cleaned my room for new year&lt;br /&gt;- I tossed half the clothes out of my cupboard&lt;br /&gt;- I found my 0.3 drawing pen. =.=&lt;br /&gt;- I have an obsession with writing neatly on blank pieces of paper&lt;br /&gt;- Mohawk&lt;br /&gt;- Sharon has a new boyfriend (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;- I have the new plastic 2 dollar notes&lt;br /&gt;- I can play Classic Party extreme with bass!!!&lt;br /&gt;- I have new drumsticks of Japanese Oak with nylon tips&lt;br /&gt;- I got my red sticks back&lt;br /&gt;- I'm teaching myself drums&lt;br /&gt;- I watched and wrote a report on The Birds by Alfred Hitchcock&lt;br /&gt;- Pink foam... =.=&lt;br /&gt;- New black ring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113837173291263847?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113837173291263847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113837173291263847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113837173291263847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113837173291263847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/whatsnew.html' title='WhatsNew'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113811755404048638</id><published>2006-01-24T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:45:54.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makes you wonder</title><content type='html'>I was telling someone just now... That we need pain, suffering, hurt, happiness... All that to remind us we're alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than an hour ago, my heart shattered. For the last time. A brief flash of near crippling pain, then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The pain was too great to handle, I suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been sitting there for close to three hours... And was thinking to myself... "Ying... You're just being paranoid... He's not coming lah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And in the last 5 minutes? He appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more did I need? For a sign for me to get lost... I got up, and left. The dinner and sweets I bought for u... I threw them as far as my strength allowed. I don't know where to... My tears blinded me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the bus stop, crying. You wouldn't notice anyway... You called me back even though I was in a cab already... My heart stopped beating. I can't feel it beating anymore really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Am I still alive if my heart has already stopped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The heart dies a slow death. Shedding its hopes like leaves until there are none left. No hopes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hurts some... I guess... There's still a tinge of hurt... Perhaps there's life in me yet... Yet... It's fading... Fading so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's gone now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's Ying. The walking corpse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113811755404048638?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113811755404048638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113811755404048638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113811755404048638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113811755404048638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/makes-you-wonder.html' title='Makes you wonder'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113780477741249452</id><published>2006-01-21T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T08:54:57.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Net Pets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weGZmZjhmNiZjbj1jaG9tcCBjaG9tcCZhbj15aW5n"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9dGlnZXIuc3dmJmNscj0weGZmZjhmNiZjbj1jaG9tcCBjaG9tcCZhbj15aW5n"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?b=bWM9cGlnLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHhmZGI0OWYmY249bWVlcCZhbj15aW5n"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9cGlnLnN3ZiZjbHI9MHhmZGI0OWYmY249bWVlcCZhbj15aW5n"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113780477741249452?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113780477741249452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113780477741249452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113780477741249452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113780477741249452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/saturday-net-pets.html' title='Saturday Net Pets'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113780438942533109</id><published>2006-01-21T08:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T08:46:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early morning photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 222px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082233973.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082233973.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malcolm posing for 2D class... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 223px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120080053928.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120080053928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon sleeping under a pile of cushy things she bought me... Yesh... She bought me all that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 184px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120080051272.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120080051272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair after vigorous torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 169px; height: 225px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120080056412.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120080056412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Launch of my program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 169px; height: 226px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082231505.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082231505.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping again! Come my house only do two things. Sleep and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 247px; height: 184px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ20012008224004.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ20012008224004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my udder balloon... Sharon kope for me wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 168px; height: 224px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082912440.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082912440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pillowcase Sara's funny lil thingy part 2. Haha.. It's fun to play with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 247px; height: 185px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082916190.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082916190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, looking hardworking, and Phoebe. Actually, I'm stoning. Can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 247px; height: 185px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082918908.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0120/TZ200120082918908.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napping on my lap... Aiyoh... So cute... Makes you just wanna pinch her cheeks or gobble her up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I blog? Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start from.. What I have done that past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Baked a brownie for 3 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Smothered Sharon in pillows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Found out she doesn't like being tucked in THAT way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gotten completely soaked in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Turned away at the Esplanade's front doors because I was soaked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Driven my car around and drove Sharon around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Washed my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Brought Sharon for a manicure which she cleaned off 5 minutes after I paid for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Got my lightbox back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Said hi to Sharon's mom and sis (who seem suspiciously happy to see me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched &lt;a href="http://www.atomfilms.com/af/content/atom_221"&gt;Creature Comforts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gone to MINISTRY OF SOUND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Seen my girlfriend dancing with an OLD MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gotten drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Piggybacked around by Sharon (it's fun... =p But she's doing it alot now... Painfullll)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gotten a new bag from my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learnt to play the following songs I've always wanted to on Drum Mania (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Agnes Dei&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weird traditional Jap song with butterflies and reclining ladies, Midnight Special, Get Ready&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learnt to play the following songs without auto bass ( &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny Jap song with the night sky picture near the front&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extreme&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right On Time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extreme&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dragon Blade&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;advanced&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Classic Party 3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;extreme&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Dreamt that I could play Departure extreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Put Yellowcard's new album "Lights and Sounds" on my wishlist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Obsessed over Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eaten Fried Fish Noodles twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Drunk 12 cans of Ice Lemon Tea this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Styled my hair into a mohawk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sung like a drunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Memoirs of a Geisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Drunk too much coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Played too much drums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gotten my girlfriend smitten with my doggy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a very productive person...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113780438942533109?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113780438942533109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113780438942533109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113780438942533109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113780438942533109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/early-morning-photos.html' title='Early morning photos'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113759642891594103</id><published>2006-01-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T23:02:15.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Net Pet</title><content type='html'>Here is my new net pet... shall try to get alot alot alot... cause I'm obsessed with changing their colors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="250"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src = "http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/embed-js.php?b=bWM9aGVkZ2Vob2cuc3dmJmNscj0weGMxMTcwNiZjbj1tZXJtaWUmYW49eWluZw=="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;adopt your own virtual pet!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113759642891594103?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113759642891594103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113759642891594103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113759642891594103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113759642891594103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-net-pet.html' title='My Net Pet'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113751592515889658</id><published>2006-01-18T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:38:48.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just...</title><content type='html'>I just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Wanted to be yours.&lt;br /&gt;... Wanted to be able to tell you I love you and know you feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;... Wanted to live one day without doubts in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;... Wanted to have you to myself.&lt;br /&gt;... Wanted a life together.&lt;br /&gt;... Wanted to be loved. Hugged. Kissed. Treasured. Held. Protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I wanted too much from the one I loved most... Perhaps being loved back was alot to ask for... Not this guy, then it's another. Not that guy then it's someone new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explains why you're on Rakion so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I played Rakion... If I had a pc... If I was a guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be loved by you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be the only one in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Freddy, not Hard, not that new guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is there enough space for that?&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/15288144-113751592515889658?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113751592515889658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113751592515889658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113751592515889658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113751592515889658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-just.html' title='I just...'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113716878785352420</id><published>2006-01-13T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T00:13:07.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Honor</title><content type='html'>This post is in honor of all those out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, the ones who wait till the bit where you go "I told you so", where you derive such great satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, the ones who sit around and talk about me and my life, passing judgements on me someone must have granted you authority to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, the ones who read this blog so selectively that you simply block out the bits of my posts that just don't quite seem to agree with your train of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, the ones who doubt, still doubt, continue to doubt, and will continue to doubt till you join the first group in the huge collective sigh of "I told you so".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This. Is in honor of you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some time now (some time being a period of roughly 3 years), I have pondered. Why the violent objections, why the incessant "I told you so"s, why the doubt, why the hatred. I never could quite figure it out. Someone once told me some time ago (3 years ago), in a very brazen blog post that this relationship would not last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once informed me that my girlfriend was cheating on me (twice), and twice I believed. Now every little gesture seems to be deemed note-worthy. Every little move, a crime, a sin. What is true for a moment, is not necessarily the entire truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's simply better if I just shut up about it all isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog will shut down in approximately 3 days. By the end of this week, posts will cease to be displayed on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derive what you want from it. Say all the "I told you so"s to the tag board I shall cease to respond to. Do what you'd like. I have no need to defend my actions from unwarranted inquisitions. I have no need to give my explanations to people who would extract a meaning so vastly contrastive for their own means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113716878785352420?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113716878785352420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113716878785352420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113716878785352420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113716878785352420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/in-honor.html' title='In Honor'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113699552495603622</id><published>2006-01-11T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T00:07:32.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Downhill</title><content type='html'>In this post, I had all intention to slam all the people who were spouting baseless and unfounded rumours about Sharon and her "flings in school". It was brought to my attention that her relationship(s) were all the hot topic in Temasek Polytechnic Design School. Someone also mentioned that she had another fling after Mr Hadri Yeo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to dispell all these rumours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just going to sit. Shut up. Act fucking stupid. Like I'm supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How would you feel? If your girlfriend waltzing in to meet you, clasped your hand tightly, only for you to realize the ring on her finger was not one you gave her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what deja vu means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an instant flashback. To those brown and black wooden rings. She said those weren't his either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know... I feel so fucking depressed now I can't even sit upright. I can't sleep. I can't think. I can't even cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it hurt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it does. Hurts like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is shattering and all you can do is lie to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how it feels?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you just told me it was his, I would have just left it at that. Moped for a couple of minutes while I remember undesirable events. Then went on with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no words to describe how disappointed I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no tears to equate to my sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no voice to scream my frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I realize I never had you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113699552495603622?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113699552495603622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113699552495603622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113699552495603622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113699552495603622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/downhill.html' title='Downhill'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113664621622765255</id><published>2006-01-07T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T23:03:36.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EP means editor's pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME. My random picture is editor's pick!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113664621622765255?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113664621622765255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113664621622765255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113664621622765255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113664621622765255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113664608628590031</id><published>2006-01-07T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T23:01:26.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 222px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ200107061952484.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ200107061952484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon gave me flowers today! First time someone has EVER given me real flowers... Omg... I'm so touched... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 223px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ200107061956750.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ200107061956750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 222px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ200107061959797.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ200107061959797.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red one is Sharon's. Yellow one is mine. Any name suggestions for my new toy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 220px; height: 165px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ20010706300539.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ20010706300539.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I posted this on textamerica, everyone said "congrats on EP!" What the hell is EP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 220px; height: 164px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ200107063612251.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0107/TZ200107063612251.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon's new haircut...  Which reminds me. I wanna cut my hair like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 175px; height: 133px;" alt="The image “http://robogeek.com/images/naima.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://robogeek.com/images/naima.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO COOL CAN.... Snip snip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113664608628590031?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113664608628590031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113664608628590031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113664608628590031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113664608628590031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/sharon-gave-me-flowers-today-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113647131573173284</id><published>2006-01-05T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T22:28:35.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>Starting my new exercise regime. 160 weight lifts on each arm twice everyday. 200 sit ups twice every day. See how it goes. I have a Day 1 photo to see whether I grow abs by the end of the month. I tried my very very best to make it look as UNobscene as humanly possible. But one can only do so much with a bared belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 210px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0105/TZ200105062055260.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0105/TZ200105062055260.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this PARTIAL ab this... This hard piece of unshaped rubbish there in the middle. Shall try to shape it into something less offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took one more of my arm. But it looks stupid so I shall just document my abs or lack thereof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113647131573173284?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113647131573173284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113647131573173284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113647131573173284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113647131573173284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113645029036672242</id><published>2006-01-05T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T17:21:10.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GV12</title><content type='html'>Name  &lt;b&gt;HUANG YUYING&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 449px; height: 186px;" border="1"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject&lt;br /&gt;Type&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Class&lt;br /&gt;Type&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Group&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; ADM432 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt; CORE &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt; LEC &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; G1 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; W &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 1430-1630 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; LT11 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt; TUT &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; G2 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; T &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 1600-1730 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; TR165 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; FDN112 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt; CORE &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt; TUT &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; G3 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; W &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 0900-1400 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; S3.1-B3-05 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; FDN122 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt; CORE &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt; TUT &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; G3 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; T &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 0900-1400 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; S3.1-B3-03 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; FDN132 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt; CORE &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt; TUT &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; G3 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; F &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 0900-1400 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; S3.1-B3-01 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; FDN142 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt; CORE &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt; TUT &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; G3 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; TH &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 0900-1400 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; S3.1-B3-15 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; GV12 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;td&gt; GENERAL &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td&gt; LEC &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; G1 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; M &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; 1430-1730 &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; LT11 &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL AU REGISTERED  &lt;b&gt;  18.0&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay... I got GV12... Actually I had a communications class... Media in America or something... but decided to drop it in favor of GV12 : Moving pictures something something. I was partly interested in taking the 2D design thingy thing... But it falls during Julian's class on Tuesday. Sigh. Besides, I didn't want to clutter up my Friday evenings... Makes my entire weekend kinda dreary. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a tad low for the past day or so... It's the time of year you sit and think about the past year and what you would like changed. Remembering the past years is not a particularly happy experience for me. I would much rather just forget it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is leaving for Australia soon. Sigh... They're all growing up so fast. Even I am not a teenager anymore. Bah... Ah well... Soon it'll be time to decide what to major in, thus affecting my entire life's journey. With the simple click of a button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrifying isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you guys should see this gross but TASTEFULLY funny thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thesneeze.com/mt-archives/cat_steve_dont_eat_it.php"&gt;Steve, don't ea it! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post pictures later... Maybe. Bah. Dunno. Got homework to do... I think I'll sit in the mrt tomorrow all alone and sketch people from Boon Lay to Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's working tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She might not want me to pick her up... Last time I picked her, I was 10 minutes late, earning me a night of sadness, depression and tears. Not to mention wasting the 20 dollar cab ride there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's having chalet on Saturday too... Wei Shan's birthday... Sunday she'll probably be sleeping the entire day... Monday... We'll see if she still remembers I exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how, people of Nanyang Technological University, School of Art Design &amp;amp; Media, Group number 3? Are we still going to Ministry of Sound? Holiday is coming up on Tuesday... Can't wait... And monday is my first GV12 class... Partly terrified I'll doze off... 3 hour lecture... Bleah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to do more sketching... Need to buy new sketchbooks soon... And new pencils...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4D class today was fun... We went around photographing things with the concept of using different kinds of lens. Though it's quite basic stuff, it was still quite fun to see what people came up with. Had an interesting lunch and an interesting conversation. Funny really. Rice makes me sleepy. Random word insert. Hmm. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Ashley from SCI tomorrow to pass her the cds... Sigh... Heavy bag of doosh. Battery dying already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to wash car soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna drive it around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113645029036672242?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113645029036672242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113645029036672242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113645029036672242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113645029036672242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/gv12.html' title='GV12'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113638943410034912</id><published>2006-01-04T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T23:43:54.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TheDifference</title><content type='html'>Was going to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really happy now... Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between dating and having a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pointed out the difference today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple yes or no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wonder doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I bother going through all that trouble when I didn't even need to wait for the yes I worked so much for. Why did I bother remaining faithful when just toying around with someone else without a yes is simply dating and not cheating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire nudge today about how stupid I've been was really painful. I sat back and blinked back my tears several times throughout the night. Hurts my feelings alot. Alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... Enough... I'm going to bed... Extremely enjoyable online evening. Extremely. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life. 70.5 to -98.3 %&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113638943410034912?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113638943410034912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113638943410034912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113638943410034912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113638943410034912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/thedifference.html' title='TheDifference'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113629919463982104</id><published>2006-01-03T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:39:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos speak volumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 250px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ20010305283525.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ20010305283525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take 1: Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 250px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103054341900.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103054341900.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 249px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103054344572.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103054344572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eee... Why liddat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 249px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103054346853.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103054346853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yingying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 250px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103055458272.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103055458272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See see my shuai ge buying puffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 251px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103055501178.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103055501178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thing" as told by Sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px; height: 192px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103055503350.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103055503350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spa room in S3.1 NTU... Now we know where the profs go during lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 187px; height: 249px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ20010306023340.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ20010306023340.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human multi storey carpark... Lol... Lovers' hangout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 188px; height: 249px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103060837947.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103060837947.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom! That's my dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 195px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103061411433.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0103/TZ200103061411433.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time red...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113629919463982104?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113629919463982104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113629919463982104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113629919463982104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113629919463982104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/photos-speak-volumes.html' title='Photos speak volumes'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113628393985973322</id><published>2006-01-03T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:25:39.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;Is that someone you used to date&lt;br /&gt;Why's she hanging around here, what's her story&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she know that it's too late&lt;br /&gt;That the party is over and the car is for me&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you tell her what's been going on&lt;br /&gt;Cause she seems to be dreaming, instead of just leaving&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have the heart to fill her in&lt;br /&gt;Then just step aside and let me lay it on the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're mine&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, you don't revolve around her&lt;br /&gt;You're mine&lt;br /&gt;And this time, I'm gonna scream a little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be like&lt;br /&gt;Every other girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like every other one who wants you&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I see you, something inside me burns&lt;br /&gt;And then I realize, I wanna come first&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look at me and I just die&lt;br /&gt;It's like heaven arriving in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe all this jealousy&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a girl who could let a guy breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're mine&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, you revolve around me&lt;br /&gt;You're mine&lt;br /&gt;And this time, I'm gonna get a little louder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be like&lt;br /&gt;Every other girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like every other one who wants you&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I see you, something inside me burns&lt;br /&gt;And then I realize, I wanna come first&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be like every girl who's tried to get you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the one who's never sorry that she met you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come first, yeah, I wanna come first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be like&lt;br /&gt;Every other girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like every other one who wants you&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I see you, something inside me burns&lt;br /&gt;And then I realize, I wanna come first&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna be like&lt;br /&gt;Every other girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like every other one who wants you&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I see you, something inside me burns&lt;br /&gt;And then I realize, I wanna come first&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come first &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113628393985973322?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113628393985973322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113628393985973322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113628393985973322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113628393985973322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/is-that-someone-you-used-to-date-whys.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113621357989726992</id><published>2006-01-02T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:52:59.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2Y1M0D</title><content type='html'>Today marks 2 years and 1 month of being a girlfriend. To a girl who is adorable, smart, lovable, sweet... The past two years have been like a recurring dream and nightmare rolled into one psychotic mess that is my convoluted love life. The past two years have been both my best and worst years. I met the girl that grew to be the love of my life. I lost her twice to two different guys. I had my heart broken so many times. She picked me up and mended me every single one of those times. We've been so many places, done so many things. We've seen the stars late at night in the middle of an ocean. We've held each other tight and sang cheesy love songs. We've sang to each other over a webcam while being literally on the other side of the globe. We've had a long distance relationship. We've had a close proximity relationship. We've shared clothes. We've shared beds. We've shared colds and flus. We've shared food of all sort. We've been on two holidays together. We've danced. We've partied. We've played nonsensical arcade games. We've seen the sun set. We've slapped, hit, punched, cuddled, kissed, bit, chewed, nibbled each other. We know every inch of the other. We've been through ups and downs. We've been touched heaven and been through hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've arrived here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fourth year really... 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006. Fourth year. Though counting months, we've only been together for a little more than 2 of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feelings are still as strong as ever. But I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more afraid now than I ever was when we first started. I'm more afraid now than I was when I was faced with uncertainty, leaving to Canada, my parents finding out, the shrink, university choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would this year be yet another repeat? Will she leave again... Will my heart break again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not taking that chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving her as much freedom as she wants. I won't ask. I won't hope. I won't try to find out anything. Perhaps this time, if she does see someone new, it won't hurt so much. Perhaps I would find the strength to let go. Perhaps I will find the real strength in me, not to fight the new bastard, but to close my eyes, stop the tears, and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August means pain, hurt, tears, blood. Not this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This anniversary was weird. We didn't have a dinner. We watched Wallace and Gromit... Cute show... I liked the rabbits... Wheee! Lol... Bought a new shirt today... And bought Sharon a new pair of pants... nice pants... Bloody expensive though... Shall refrain from eating lunch for a while... Prolly pack sandwiches to school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, if you're reading this, I kinda like anniversary presents... once in a while is fine too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Shall stop here and blog elsewhere... Feel kinda sad now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113621357989726992?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113621357989726992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113621357989726992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113621357989726992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113621357989726992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/2y1m0d.html' title='2Y1M0D'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113612260225301164</id><published>2006-01-01T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T21:36:42.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures</title><content type='html'>Discovered more photos in my phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 188px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0101/TZ200101052520217.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0101/TZ200101052520217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A photo of yuan taking a photo of a prawn on the floor... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 187px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0101/TZ20010105252177.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0101/TZ20010105252177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the world coming to... Cumming Seeds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 252px; height: 188px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0101/TZ200101052521811.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_0101/TZ200101052521811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear secretly took this while I was napping on her shoulder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113612260225301164?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113612260225301164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113612260225301164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113612260225301164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113612260225301164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113609450000792384</id><published>2006-01-01T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T13:48:20.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos of 05/06</title><content type='html'>Yet another photo post. In chronological order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 314px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231204458834.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231204458834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan after the hair cut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 234px; height: 312px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231204502302.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231204502302.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare stare stare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 234px; height: 313px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205111983.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205111983.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pomelo hogger caught red handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 334px; height: 251px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231204505208.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231204505208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara's house and night time snacks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 311px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205115123.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205115123.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shattered glass at the bus stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 311px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205117889.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205117889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dangerous siaz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 308px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205736444.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205736444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah piang... It's been there for quite long already... Wonder if anyone is going to clean it up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 249px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205740522.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205740522.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new converse shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 248px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205744381.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231205744381.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao wants us to dip all that in our ice cream... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 333px; height: 249px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231210334562.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231210334562.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left to right. MunMun (sitting), MingMing (standing), PingPing (sitting), Xiaoxiao (standing), Liangliang (sitting).... =.= Alternating... Notice how all the family friends have double syllable names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 234px; height: 312px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231210337640.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231210337640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao and mahjong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 252px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231210340343.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231210340343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synchronized ice cream chowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 335px; height: 250px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231210736307.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1231/TZ201231210736307.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liang Liang's winnings... SIAO ARH...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113609450000792384?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113609450000792384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113609450000792384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113609450000792384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113609450000792384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/photos-of-0506.html' title='Photos of 05/06'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113605002898497290</id><published>2006-01-01T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T01:27:09.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy new year to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been recently notified that my blog has many visitors, some of whom I don't even know personally. So happy new year to you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My new year's eve? Not so happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent it nursing my PSP while falling asleep on a couch, listening to the clatter of mahjong tiles next to my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lousy. Boring. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Not the new year's eve I had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kind of looking forward to being able to go clubbing or something. Sara invited us to go to MOS with her around ten plus and offered to let us in through the VIP queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. New year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much difference. This year I'm 20. Yay. Maybe I can get treated like I'm 10 years old this year, rather than 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off about something. Not sure if I was supposed to find out about it. But I did. And now I'm pissed off. Well... Pissed off is rather mild. I'm Fucking Angry. With the caps, like it is now an official state of mind that comes ever so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts on Tuesday. Honestly not looking forward to it. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with dear today... She bought me a new shirt from Billabong... Quite nice... Shall wear it one day to school or something... Gone are the polo shirts... Here come the really guyish button down tops. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched a Chinese Tall Story... Funny show... But full of shit... Buddha has bling bling... Don't watch the show... =.= Wei Liang (aka, Liang Liang) was showing us his homemade video of him, his bed, and a hot cross bun named princess. Damn sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post the pictures tomorrow... Not really in the mood to today... Really very angry... Whoop de doo... What a great way to start the new year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha... Yeah... What has the dumb butch read now, isn't it? Don't have to say it. I already have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113605002898497290?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113605002898497290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113605002898497290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113605002898497290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113605002898497290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006.html' title='2006'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113600037829877217</id><published>2005-12-31T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T11:39:38.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYR</title><content type='html'>Yep... It's that time of the year again... Time for new year resolutions. I can't really remember what I said last year... I think it was something along the lines of not getting hurt anymore, getting into university... 50% done. Now for 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year... My resolution is to be strong. To have the strength to be stern. To be sure. To be resolved. Don't crumble. Don't give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I blog about yesterday? Might as well... Went to bring Yuan to cut hair at Chapter two... After that we went to meet Sara at PS tp play ALOT of drums... Grr... Alot alot alot of drums... RRAAAAWWWRRRR... Nothing coherent here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Bugis to buy shirts... Meep meep... Didn't really get to buy the shirt... The lady at the manicure place was waving to me... Lol... Don't know if that's a good sign or not. Sharon joined us after her filming thingy and we went to eat at that Thai place... Lol... Spicy!  Ate quite alot though. We took a bus down to Sara's house after that where we tinkered with her guitar alot. Sharon tickled me like crazy and found out I have abs... =.= Undiscovered 6 pack... Lol... Shall start going to gym... Sang songs while holding dear in my arms... Whee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go clubbing todayyyy... But dear can't... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down Coco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113600037829877217?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113600037829877217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113600037829877217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113600037829877217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113600037829877217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/nyr.html' title='NYR'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113590906856971082</id><published>2005-12-30T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T10:17:48.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YouDon't.</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT COLOR="#484746"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You don't notice... When I'm crying alone. When my heart breaks. When I take down my testimonials. When I sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't hear... When I beg you to stop breaking my heart. When I ask you to promise. When I pray things can be simple again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't think... That I'm enough for you. That I'm giving enough to you. That I've been through enough pain and tears for two lifetimes and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired. Of the endless stream of rumours. Of the tireless speak of things that now become my nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a six pack. I don't speak malay. I don't wakeboard. I don't have piercings all over. I don't have tattoos. I don't do kung fu. I don't look nice in thick white specs. I don't wear red and black all the time. I don't study in poly. I don't have heaps of muscles. I don't go to the gym. I don't wear pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't I don't I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do plenty of things. I wonder if those matter. Cause the only ones that matter are these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't lie. I don't cheat. I don't get stingy when it comes to you. I don't stop giving. I don't stop waiting. I don't love you any less. I don't make empty promises. I don't eat or drink when I'm running out of cash so I can still support you. I don't buy myself new things so I can buy you new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm just this. A sad. Lonely. Weak. Uncool. Chinese. Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one day you can love me for who I am. All I am. Just as I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 years I'm still saying perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perhaps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113590906856971082?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113590906856971082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113590906856971082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113590906856971082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113590906856971082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/youdont.html' title='YouDon&apos;t.'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113585480302102005</id><published>2005-12-29T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:13:23.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raiden!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 208px; height: 278px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ20122902585852.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ20122902585852.jpg" /&gt;           &lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 185px; height: 278px;" alt="The image “http://www.mortalkombat.ch/news/20050227/ut2_raiden.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://www.mortalkombat.ch/news/20050227/ut2_raiden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raiden!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113585480302102005?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113585480302102005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113585480302102005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113585480302102005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113585480302102005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/raiden.html' title='Raiden!'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113585355005025197</id><published>2005-12-29T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T18:52:30.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days Worth</title><content type='html'>Here are two days worth of pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 233px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229014638950.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229014638950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grin grin grin... Heehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 251px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229014643856.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229014643856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear ignoring me to play PSP... &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 233px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229014641684.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229014641684.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights all around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 233px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229015228850.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229015228850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girl and I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 234px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229015230897.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229015230897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake from Sweet Secrets!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 221px; height: 295px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229015232928.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229015232928.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy candles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 233px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229020347456.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229020347456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cake cutting session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 233px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021323416.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021323416.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cable car number 31!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 222px; height: 295px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021327931.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021327931.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 221px; height: 295px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021330494.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021330494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you say???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 310px; height: 233px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ20122902192722.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ20122902192722.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... The adorable pout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 221px; height: 294px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021929818.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021929818.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear stole my tie!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 34px; height: 25px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021932490.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1229/TZ201229021932490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-muacks- on the way to Zouk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113585355005025197?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113585355005025197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113585355005025197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113585355005025197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113585355005025197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/2-days-worth.html' title='2 Days Worth'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113579329747908690</id><published>2005-12-29T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:08:17.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleah</title><content type='html'>I just got home... its almost 2am... LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my baby's birthday... I ran all over singapore in the morning... First I went to orchard to find her cake. Seeing no sweet secrets there, i called the operator who said there was one in Great World City... Took a train down to Harborfront to buy cable car tickets... Long queue arh!!! Anyway, after getting the round trip tickets, I went to cab down to Great World City and bought the cake before cabbing back to suntec to drop off the cake at Marche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to converse to buy darling a pair of black shoes... Lol... Went to pick her up and we took a bus down to Suntec Marche to meet Deon and Wendy. They're really quiet... but it was fun anyway... Anyhow stick the candles... Took us really long to light them tho... Prolly cause of the air con... =p Sang birthday song and all... =) My dear is 18!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after lunch, we went to sit cable car... So romantic de... =) Tho we were trying to figure out how to get out in case of an emergency... =p Stopped at Mount Faber... Met this lady and this little girl dear said was damn cute... Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, we took a cab to Bugis where she got her nails done the same color as her hair... =p Then took a cab down to her company dinner near Funan while I went to PS to play for a while... Weirdos hogging the machine... REALLY lousy guy... Oh well... Nice drumsticks though... I recently changed drumsticks... Damn fast now... Siao wan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to pick dear up before going to meet Phoebe at Zouk... Omg... So fun... Other than the shoving around... We drank two jugs of drink before heading to the dance floor... My dear is so damn hot when she's dancing... Sigh... =p Today was ladies night so we all got in for free... =p Wheee... Anyway, dear wasn't feeling well after a while though her dancing made me completely horny... So I sent her back... While she was in the toilet, and I was waiting outside the cubicle for her, this Korean girl started flirting with me and playing with my tie... Omg... Drunk girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing was fun anyway... Reminder to drunk less next time... And dance more... Cos my girlfriend is so DAMN HOT... ARGH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent her home after that and took a cab back... Lol... Ah well... Tomorrow have meeting... Better sleep now... Though I probably won't wake up tomorrow... =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113579329747908690?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113579329747908690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113579329747908690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113579329747908690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113579329747908690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/bleah.html' title='Bleah'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113573459235543632</id><published>2005-12-28T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T09:49:52.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday...</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHARON NG LI HUI!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my baby's birthday... Shall be out to buy chocos, flowers and secret presents later... =) So early in the morning... Sighhhhh... My eyes are closing... Blogging cause I've been alerted that I don't blog much now... So I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah... I went out with dear yesterday. Met Ellen's Grandma... Omg... She thinks I go for facials... =.= Something about me having nice complexion... Then her mom said I look like a boy she knew from army... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Went to meet my baby... Lol.. she's wearing my shirt again... Somehow I can't remember what happened but we ended up at PS... &gt;&lt; We went to register her starhub card under my name... Then went for lunch at Cafe Cartel... =3 Yummy... After that we went to buy tickets for... KING KONG!!! Lol... Anyway, we went to play a few rounds of V2... ARGH... Glide extreme is a pain... Literally... The notes are so bloody close to each other my hand nearly fell off... T.T Need practice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was awesome... Wheeeee... After the really long show, which she wasn't very happy with the ending about, we went to buy her clothes for her birthday!!! New skirt and new top...  =) My pretty girlfriend... Anyway, after the shopping, we went to play one more round then took a cab home... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGHHH!!!! Look at the time!!! Got to run liao... Baiiiiiii!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Happy Birthday, Darling... *muacks*-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113573459235543632?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113573459235543632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113573459235543632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113573459235543632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113573459235543632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy birthday...'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113549521670959772</id><published>2005-12-25T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T15:20:16.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons and Presents</title><content type='html'>Merry Xmas morning to all.. though its more or less nearing 1pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened presents in the morning... Shoes! Yay... Nice shoes... To go with my new jeans... Sigh... This Christmas seems so quiet... She's going to Sentosa with her family as a birthday celebration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... Shall blog now bah... Went out with Sara in the morning for some last minute shopping at Orchard. Had some nice tea and all... Bought a mug for my dear with lil hearts on it... Sigh... Should have bought the pillows... Meh... Anyway, we walked over to far east to buy more presents... Bought presents for Ellen, YY and Sara from NTU... Morbid lil things... Oh well... The gifts, i mean. Took a cab down to pick Sharon up before going to eat Mee Pok near her house. We then took another cab down to Far East where dear did her nails while sara and i walked around. Bought new jeans... Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to collect dear then headed to PS by bus where we played alot of drums. Gouged out a bit of my finger with my broken drumsticks... Pain! But dear cleaned the wound for me and gave it a kiss to make it better. =3 Oh well... Bled quite a bit... The V2 machine is fun but... Officially not worth 2 dollars. Argh... Shall settle with the V machine now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to have dinner at Cafe Cartel... But it was overcrowded... Tried Fish &amp; Co... But they had that stupid holiday dinner thing again... Same reason why we didn't eat there last year... Ended up going to taka where we had Korean BBQ!!! Wah... So yummy... We all cooked and Sara had this really spicy soup... ARGH!!! T.T Meepies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went to buy some dessert back. Hahaha... We got two pomelos... Pomelo Anderson!!! Dear's was smaller... She got a grapefruit... Lol... We got ice cream too... And balanced it between her pomelos... HAHAAHAHAH... okok... all wrong. Anyway, we took a cab to Sara's house and all. When we got there, I played some guitar and dear loaded Rakion to play. Sara and I entertained ourselves with chess... Lol... Total ownage... hahahahahhaa... Anyway, picked up dear's phone when it fell on the floor. And Lo and Behold... Who was it but? That's right. Him again. Everytime I hold her phone, he's calling or messaging her. Starting to get a tad irritating to put it lightly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the photos up! Photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 195px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224222300391.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224222300391.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby, the guitar freak in the closet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 194px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224222934555.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224222934555.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara's log cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 194px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224222936790.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224222936790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example of how rubbery cheeks should be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 194px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ20122422293986.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ20122422293986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait wait... Wait also so happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 260px; height: 195px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224223552723.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224223552723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara stole my glasses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 260px; height: 194px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224223554770.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224223554770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara's Tom Yum Soup... BOWL OF DOOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 182px; height: 244px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224223556692.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224223556692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby the chef...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 183px; height: 244px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224225058261.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224225058261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does the hand sign have to do with the water....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 263px; height: 196px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224225106495.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224225106495.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyohhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 179px; height: 239px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ20122422511042.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ20122422511042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See lah... Shabby clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 179px; height: 239px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224225539838.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224225539838.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dance for you to see... Why won't you go clubbing with me? I'm such a good dancer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 261px; height: 195px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224225542103.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/21/IMG_506721/_1224/TZ201224225542103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby playing Rakion... And ignoring us all... Still so happy??!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113549521670959772?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113549521670959772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113549521670959772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113549521670959772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113549521670959772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/lessons-and-presents.html' title='Lessons and Presents'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113544606362128516</id><published>2005-12-25T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T17:07:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Xmas List</title><content type='html'>Xmas is here... Shall post my Xmas list now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- money&lt;br /&gt;- my dear (yes dear, with the big ribbon)&lt;br /&gt;- my pay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113544606362128516?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113544606362128516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113544606362128516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113544606362128516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113544606362128516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-xmas-list.html' title='My Xmas List'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113544415763377616</id><published>2005-12-25T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T01:09:17.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an eventful Christmas eve. However, due to some things I should not have seen, and a phone that fell into my palm at the wrong time (again), I have once again lost my mood for blogging and shall blog about my Christmas Eve later after Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all a merry Christmas, and hope it's going better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113544415763377616?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113544415763377616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113544415763377616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113544415763377616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113544415763377616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113534771019227815</id><published>2005-12-23T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T22:21:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sweetest thing</title><content type='html'>I officially have the sweetest girlfriend in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to find her at Bedok today during her lunch. We walked around a bit before deciding to go eat Jap food at this weird sumo place. The food was... Bad. Okay lah. The soup was nice. But the noodles that came with it was quite bad. Oh well. After that, we went to the arcade which was tacky for a while. We didn't play anything but walked around. Then we went to the library to get some pamphlets to wrap her present for the christmas fundamentals thingy. She bought a Banana shower gel thing... And got a rasberry one for me cos she wanted me to smell of rasberries... =3 So cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were about to send her to school before she found out about some submission. We then ended up taking an MC... LOL... her cough was more or less gone. The doctor was damn funny and assumed she didn't go to school. haha... Oh well... She sent me to Bugis in a bus to let me nap on her shoulder... =) So nice de... Lots of hugs and kisses along the way... And she kept snapping photos of me snoozing... =p I swapped phones with her for a day so she could do her project... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Bugis and I went to send her off in a cab... He called her... Haix... Oh well... Got alot of kisses for compensation... I was holding the phone when he called... Bleah... She got into her cab and I went off to inquire about the guitars... 500 dollars... Grrr... Plus amp and all lah... Guess its okay... Sigh... Expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to take a train down to Orchard cause the buses were all stuffed. Thought I saw Abel. Not a clue though. Plenty of people looks like Abel (or Abel looks like plenty of people. Whichever). Coincidentally, this was playing on my iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I don't give a damn about you,&lt;br /&gt;No nothing can change my mind, no way,&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy just to let you walk away,&lt;br /&gt;Don't think about you at night,&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to be alone, its ok,&lt;br /&gt;But that was yesterday and now im,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{bridge}&lt;br /&gt;Driving in my car,&lt;br /&gt;Words dont get me far,&lt;br /&gt;When they dont mean sh*t....arrrhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chorus}&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling you at 3am, and im&lt;br /&gt;Standing here right outside your door,&lt;br /&gt;And i dont think that my heart can take much more,&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of cracking up again,&lt;br /&gt;I just, want it to be like it was before,&lt;br /&gt;Coz i don't think that my heart can take much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn about what you do,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get with you,&lt;br /&gt;Again,&lt;br /&gt;And thats the way this night is gonna end,&lt;br /&gt;You say that you need some time,&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take to see, that we,&lt;br /&gt;Are more than meant to be, and now your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{bridge}&lt;br /&gt;Driving in your car,&lt;br /&gt;But you wont get far&lt;br /&gt;Coz ur car is sh*t...arhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chorus}&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling you at 3am, and im&lt;br /&gt;Standing here right outside your door&lt;br /&gt;And i dont think that my heart can take much more,&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of cracking up again,&lt;br /&gt;I just, want it to be like it was before,&lt;br /&gt;Coz i dont think that my heart can take much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can take much more x4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{bridge}&lt;br /&gt;Driving in my car,&lt;br /&gt;Words dont get me far,&lt;br /&gt;When they dont mean sh*t...arhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{chorus}&lt;br /&gt;I'm calling you at 3am, and im&lt;br /&gt;Standing here right outside your door&lt;br /&gt;And i dont think that my heart can take much more,&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of cracking up again,&lt;br /&gt;I just, want it to be like it was before,&lt;br /&gt;Coz i dont think that my heart can take much more&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Oh well... Anyway, walked over to Taka to buy presents and all before taking 174e back home... trusty ole iPod keeping me company all the way... I'm getting used to hanging out alone... Not sure if that's a good thing... Ah well... She's at her christmas party now... Missing her already... She said she wanted tomorrow to be a nice romantic day/dinner... Shall plan something nice... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... It's almost been one year... Since I made a decision I was so sure was right. A decision I was sure would not hurt me. A decision was felt would make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then my heart has broken so badly I have lost all hope of returning to the way I used to be. I have lost so much faith in the concept of love. I have hurt so much I can't tell when I'm crying. One year. What will next year hold for us? One more time is all it'll take. I hope that time does not come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113534771019227815?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113534771019227815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113534771019227815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113534771019227815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113534771019227815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/sweetest-thing.html' title='The sweetest thing'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113523299831234061</id><published>2005-12-22T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T14:29:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you</title><content type='html'>I miss this girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 191px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221221532751.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221221532751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl whose smile can make the world slow down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 192px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221221530376.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221221530376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;The girl who's as sweet as the ice cream she shares with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 191px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221221527970.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221221527970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl who is in clear view even when it's pitch dark.&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/15288144-113523299831234061?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113523299831234061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113523299831234061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113523299831234061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113523299831234061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/missing-you.html' title='Missing you'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113523182782703772</id><published>2005-12-22T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T14:10:27.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrr</title><content type='html'>Headache... Stupid programme... Pissing me the fuck off... I already said I wanted to go out today. Is that so difficult to comprehend? Fuck lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like dozing off... Cough is getting quite bad... Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall be leaving soon already...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113523182782703772?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113523182782703772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113523182782703772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113523182782703772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113523182782703772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/grrr.html' title='Grrr'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113522229851433721</id><published>2005-12-22T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T11:31:38.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NdrCnstrktn</title><content type='html'>Urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make a new blogskin... Not too happy with it so far tho... Shall get it up by January. This skin is just a trial thingy that's going to sit here in the mean time. It'll prolly evolve as I go along, so you can see how it evolves. Odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid font screwing with my computer... Shall reboot later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deadline today! But I wanna go out... -whine whine whine- Haven't bought all the xmas prezzies yet... =p But I know what to buy for everyone. Excellent stuff. Oh well...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113522229851433721?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113522229851433721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113522229851433721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113522229851433721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113522229851433721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/ndrcnstrktn.html' title='NdrCnstrktn'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113517416958453022</id><published>2005-12-21T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:09:35.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 207px; height: 155px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221044903882.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221044903882.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 208px; height: 155px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221044905913.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221044905913.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 209px; height: 158px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221044906476.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221044906476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 209px; height: 156px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ20122104490723.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ20122104490723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 209px; height: 157px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221044907523.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1221/TZ201221044907523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had meeting today. Can you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr... Went for meeting to meet up about my work as well. It's almost done. Stress and crunch time. Sigh. Had alot of tea today. Quite nice. I feel a bit better after a mug of hot tea. Making a new blogskin too. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113517416958453022?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113517416958453022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113517416958453022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113517416958453022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113517416958453022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/we-had-meeting-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113509412209240446</id><published>2005-12-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T00:08:10.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING: LONG POST</title><content type='html'>Phew. This is going to be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was supposed to be a short day. Send dear to school, go home, work, sleep. Ended up sending dear to Bedok. She slept on me all the way there and when we finally reached there, she decided she was still tired and wanted another bus ride. So we took 33 back to Bras Brasah before realizing the escalator was broken. So we went to the library to use the toilet and went to Bugis for lunch. =3 Yummy foodies! We then walked back to Bras Brasah, noticing the still-spoilt escalator and deciding to take the elevator instead. We bought a light box similar to the ones we have in NTU... Awesome stuff... 158 dollars though... Sigh... We then wanted to send her back home but didn't want the day to end so quick, so we took 133, supposedly one round back to her house. But we overshot and both fell asleep. Sleeping on her shoulder was so nice and comfy... =) We ended up in Ang Mo Kio... =.= After taking milk tea at Mos Burger (Lol... Been ages since I've been there...) we took a cab back to her house to drop off the light box and cabbed back to Far East for her to get her hair dyed. Lo and behold... She found money in the toilet! More than a hundred dollars... Piangz... She said she would buy me a shirt... =.= Ended up spending all of it (and most of our time) at the salon, dying her hair blue. She did buy me a white lil voodoo thingy that was exactly like her black thingy, just white. =.= (see photos.) After that, we went for dinner at Wheelock's Big O... Yummy stuff... She fed me lots of fish... =3 She then sent me home... =) So sweet de...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the photos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 186px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ20121908492583.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ20121908492583.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear and the kitty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 187px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219084929255.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219084929255.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitty kitty kitty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 249px; height: 186px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219084932161.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219084932161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy pose 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 249px; height: 188px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219085716710.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219085716710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepy pose 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 186px; height: 248px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219085719195.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219085719195.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say no to porn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 249px; height: 187px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219090925247.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219090925247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 188px; height: 251px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219085721398.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219085721398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo! Pontianaks and gleaming bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 254px; height: 189px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219090932529.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219090932529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stare... Next up for the superman ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 192px; height: 257px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219170253218.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219170253218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and her baked beans... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 254px; height: 191px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219171734446.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219171734446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 196px; height: 261px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219171744774.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ201219171744774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oversized chair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 196px; height: 261px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ20121917174839.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1219/TZ20121917174839.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuddles in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 196px; height: 261px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220064941826.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220064941826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... 蛇吻...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 196px; height: 261px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220064949483.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220064949483.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my shuai ge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 196px; height: 260px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220070821124.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220070821124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 207px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220070816467.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220070816467.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't ever let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 197px; height: 263px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220070124526.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220070124526.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shuai ge reading my book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 208px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220070122245.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220070122245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go karts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 206px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220065205920.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220065205920.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy baby with my specs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 277px; height: 208px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220065204513.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220065204513.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blue hair!!! So cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 213px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220080016959.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220080016959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear bought me chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 285px; height: 215px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220080013834.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1220/TZ201220080013834.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear's black ninja thingy... Mine ish white... =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113509412209240446?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113509412209240446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113509412209240446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113509412209240446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113509412209240446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/warning-long-post.html' title='WARNING: LONG POST'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113501311744937806</id><published>2005-12-20T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T01:25:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Genting and Back Again</title><content type='html'>Back from Genting! Wahahahha... So fun... Too bad it was way too short... Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Singapore bright and early at 630am from Queen's Street Bus Depot. Sara and Sharon appeared really early... =.= Ah well. The bus we were supposed to get on was late so we had to take some other bus to the Malaysian checkpoint to rendevous with our bus. =.= Sheesh. Anyway, the bus ride to Genting was really long... We took a really long time to get there. Really long implying 7 hours on the road. We made a few pit stops. One of them being this place with an actual store selling pirated dvds... =p They even have King Kong and Narnia... =.= wth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Sara and I ate baked beans on the bus... Omg... So gassy... Ew... Dear slept all the way up... So cute... When we got to the hotel, it was mid afternoon. Sara forgot her bag on the bus and we ran all the way from the check in to the bus to catch it just before it left. Lucky! Anyway, Lu's friend's parents were taking my room on the first night so I slept in dear's and sara's room. After checking in, we went for lunch at the shopping centre/theme park connected to the hotel. Prawn mee! After that, we went to the Haunted Adventure thing and Ripley's Museum. So funny. The monkey kept poking me and Sharon kept poking it back for me. Lol... I walked behind my dad. So funny. He kept going "Coffin arh... Going to open arh... There arh..." Lol... Spoiler. My mom was hitting one of the staff dressed as a skeleton yelling "Aiyah! Let go lah!" LOL... My parents... Dear kept hugging me so tightly and screaming odd obscenities in my ear... =.= Lol... Cute anyway. The museum was fun. Plenty of things to see, including this fertility statue which made a hundred odd people pregnant. So funny. After the museum, we went to walk around a bit before buying food back to the room to eat and celebrate Lu's birthday. Baby took her medicine and fell asleep early. Poor baby... I kept going back to the room to check on her and tuck her in. Sigh. Anyway, we sang the birthday song and made lu blow out candles made from straws and a spoon. Sara put chili sauce on it... So gross. Lol... Went back to the room to sleep with dear after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day, we went to the theme park. We bought an all park pass and went, first of all, to the 4D motion machine. =.= Very lame. But my baby felt sick after it. Sigh. After that, we went out to the outdoor theme park where Dear, Lu, Hua and Yuan took the flying roller coaster.  It's really scary so Sara and i sat it out. =p Oh yah... We took the antique car ride before that. Dear was driving and got the accelerator stuck. o.o The place was too foggy and we had to go back to the room after a KFC lunch for a bit. We played lots more rides and all before heading back to change. ARGH... my baby's so pretty... Sigh... We had dinner at the Chinese restaurant in the shopping mall. Yummy stuff! So much food... And odd broken mango pudding hearts... We went to change after that and went for foot reflexology. So comfy. I fell asleep. =p Went to take the indoor roller coaster twice after that. Dear wrote and carved our names on the coaster. So funny. =p We went to watch a 1.15am show of Narnia... Lol... Won't spoil it for you guys... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, I slept in my own room, though I wanted to go sleep with dear. Sigh. This morning! Went to wake my baby up. She was so sleepy and cute and huggled me to sleep like a bolster. So nice de... When we finally decided to go, we went to Mac's for breakfast and went shopping! =) Bought presents for dear's friends (Jacky, Siyuan, Eunice) and her sisters and her mommy. =) dear piggy backed meeeee... Up the stairs somemore. So sweet. =) We went to the room to pack after that and I napped on dear's bed for a bit. We then went to Kenny Roger's with my family for lunch. Dear and Sara bought me a present... =) Soooo nice. The bus ride back was long and tedious... Sigh... The trip was so short... &gt;&lt; Wish it was longer. Held dear's hand for as long as possible on the way back. Haix... Back to the world I hate so much now... The holiday was like a reprive from it all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113501311744937806?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113501311744937806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113501311744937806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113501311744937806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113501311744937806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-genting-and-back-again.html' title='To Genting and Back Again'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113475653082393941</id><published>2005-12-17T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T02:08:51.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminisce</title><content type='html'>Sigh... Things long past, long gone. It's the little things that make you remember. Miss those days. I still knew how to smile. Things cannot go back to the way they were anymore. Life is like a never ending highway, with us speeding towards our demise at the end of the road. When you've passed one exit, you can't go back to it again. (Aside from it being illegal to stop and do a 3 point turn on a highway) Perhaps it was meant to be this way. The pain, the hurt, the sadness. Perhaps it has a purpose. Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I assume I'll be looking at this when I wake up tomorrow morning. So I'm going to post a list of things I have forgotten to pack and should do so before I leave tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;- camera&lt;br /&gt;- iPod&lt;br /&gt;- pants (what the...)&lt;br /&gt;- tissue box&lt;br /&gt;- tissue papers&lt;br /&gt;- snacks&lt;br /&gt;- playing cards&lt;br /&gt;- slippers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Genting tomorrow! Will be back on Monday night... =3 anything urgent please drop me an email in my gmail account. thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113475653082393941?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113475653082393941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113475653082393941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113475653082393941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113475653082393941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/reminisce.html' title='Reminisce'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113470915186899416</id><published>2005-12-16T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T12:59:11.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting.</title><content type='html'>Genting trip is 18 hours away... Sara wants to bring baked beans... =.= ah well... I don't know what to say lah... I feel this inevitable sense of disappointment. I feel like I've been let down very badly... I feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad doesn't quite cut it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorrowful, dejected, depressed, downcast, miserable, down, despondent, despairing, disconsolate, desolate, wretched, glum, gloomy, doleful, dismal, melancholy, mournful, woebegone, forlorn, crestfallen, heartbroken, inconsolable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sigh... What are you trying to tell me? These mixed signals, these tragic letdowns, these countless heartbreaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Letting out the noise inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Every window pane is shattering&lt;br /&gt;Cutting off my words before I speak&lt;br /&gt;This is how it feels to not believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way away, away from here I'll be&lt;br /&gt;Way away, away so you can see&lt;br /&gt;How it feels to be alone and not believe&lt;br /&gt;Feels to be alone and not believe anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would give you the world. Just for a fraction of your heart. I thought I had that tiny bit of your affection. But perhaps I was wrong. Perhaps I never had you. Perhaps I am that third party I loathe with such wretched abhorration. Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perhaps I'll never be enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Your silence screams so loud in my ears, the words that fill up the spaces between your sentences blind me with dizzying confusion. I'm scarred both physically and emotionally. A rift has torn its way down the centre of my heart. All I ever feel now is pain. And that too is fading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I'll feel nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Watching the days burning out like a cigarette, just a few drags to go.&lt;br /&gt;You built me up and you broke me down, somehow&lt;br /&gt;Everything just seemed so clear to me, nothing left to know&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you right and I'll love you pure, right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you say, that its too late&lt;br /&gt;To save us now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would wait for you, if you would wait for me&lt;br /&gt;And i will Wait for you, if you will wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intoxicated, the edge is serrated, so easily torn from the core&lt;br /&gt;I blushed the first time, but you blushed the last time my eyes in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Regenerated these feelings of hatred. I long for your love ever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;You built me up and you broke me down this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/15288144-113470915186899416?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113470915186899416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113470915186899416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113470915186899416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113470915186899416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/genting.html' title='Genting.'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113465894252171400</id><published>2005-12-15T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T23:02:22.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate the driver of the red volvo.</title><content type='html'>YOU FUCKING UNFEELING INSENSITIVE BASTARD. YOU ALONE COST ME 16 FUCKING POINTS. SLOW DOWN, SPEED UP, SLOW DOWN, SPEED UP. YOU WERE DRIVING PERFECTLY FINE BEFORE I SIGNALLED TO CHANGE LANE YOU BASTARD. YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE. I HOPE YOU GET HERPES YOU FUCK FACE. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU. I'M ON TEST LAH. FUCKING ASSHOLE YOU. CAN'T YOU SEE MY FUCKING TEST PLATE? BLIND BASTARD. STARE AT ME SOMEMORE. YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE. GO GET YOUR EYES GOUGED OUT AND SCREWED BACK ON CAUSE ALL YOU SEE NOW IS THE BACK OF YOUR FUCKING HEAD. YOU SHIT HEAD. WHAT THE FUCK LAH. I DIDN'T GET ANY FUCKING DEMERIT POINTS CEPT WHEN YOU DECIDE TO DANCE WITH MY CAR ON THE FUCKING ROAD. WHAT THE HELL IS YOU PROBLEM YOU SHITFACE. GO AND DIE LAH. I HATE SINGAPOREAN DRIVERS LIKE YOU. BUNCH OF FUCKTARDS. YOU AND THAT FUCKING BUS DRIVER CAN GO DROP DEAD. 300 DOLLARS WASTED SO YOU CAN PLAY OUT YOUR SICK GAME. GO FUCK YOURSELF LAH YOU IDIOT. HOPE YOUR CAR TYRES ALL PUNCTURED NEXT TIME IN THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE. UNFEELING ASSHOLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113465894252171400?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113465894252171400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113465894252171400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113465894252171400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113465894252171400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-hate-driver-of-red-volvo.html' title='I hate the driver of the red volvo.'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113457932256148967</id><published>2005-12-15T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T00:55:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture perfect</title><content type='html'>The long awaited picture post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 173px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1213/TZ201213170621252.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1213/TZ201213170621252.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, baby... Cameras are not edible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 175px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214075515246.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214075515246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan and I got bored of Jenga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 177px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214075535964.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214075535964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The state of my sketchbook now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 173px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214075547104.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214075547104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More creatures... Noooo!!! What's that on the right page????!!! (aside from the monkey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 173px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214084028459.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214084028459.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pot full of milk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 167px; height: 223px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1213/TZ201213170617955.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1213/TZ201213170617955.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby's favorite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 167px; height: 223px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214075526589.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1214/TZ201214075526589.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow doom... -shudder-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113457932256148967?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113457932256148967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113457932256148967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113457932256148967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113457932256148967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/picture-perfect.html' title='Picture perfect'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113448978826675580</id><published>2005-12-13T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T00:03:08.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely day...</title><content type='html'>Another lonely day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with dear before she went to meet Fadhli... Why always that guy... Haix... She said to pick her up when she was done... So I sat for 5 hours alone in a bus stop. Waiting. Haix. Ended up going home alone when she said she was just joking... Hungry... Lonely... Sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more time. One more time, is all it's going to take for me to break. To lose it completely. To break down. One more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish there wouldn't be a number 4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1... 2... 3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haix... How much can one person go through in a lifetime. I feel so... Sad. There's nothing left in this body but sadness. I cry all the time. I almost can't hide it anymore. I bury my face in her shoulder so she won't see me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking noisy radio... Pissing me off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1... 2... 3... 4...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113448978826675580?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113448978826675580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113448978826675580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113448978826675580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113448978826675580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/lonely-day.html' title='Lonely day...'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113439932410058325</id><published>2005-12-12T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:55:24.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>Today was fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be a great day. Fucking phone fucking jammed. And it all fell apart because of the fucking phone. FUCK YOU M1. Bunch of fuckers. Thank you lah. Spoil my whole fucking day. Whole fucking week. Whole fucking holiday. FUCK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet Sharon and bring the kids out for chocolate today. This is what we did instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to take a bus from home down to Marina Square. We were supposed to be early. But were late. I really really really hate fate sometimes. Fucking cruel bastard. Ended up strolling around before going to eat at Cafe Cartel. Filled up a form for fun and kept it in my sketchbook. Wanted to buy a shirt. Lu kept saying she wanted this pair of jeans so decided to buy it for her. Of all places, that bloody place didn't have a fucking Visa machine. So ditched the shirt I wanted to buy and bought her jeans instead. WTF lah. Get a decent visa machine can or not? You're in a fucking shopping centre lor. Not a fucking pasar malam. Wtf is your fucking problem lah. How much do I have left to fucking eat now? Fuck you lah. Bunch of fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck lah. More to add to my fucking bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another movie to watch alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... Oh yah. Went to eat chocolate. Interesting. They had suckao and kept asking for milk till the lady just filled a tea pot full of milk for them. It was funny. But I've forgotten how to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faced such disappointment today I had to throw my head back to blink back the tears. Fucking disappointed. Fucking sad. Fucking depressed. Fucking bad day. I thought today was going to be a great day. HAHAHAHA... Fuck that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113439932410058325?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113439932410058325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113439932410058325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113439932410058325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113439932410058325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113435287510802819</id><published>2005-12-12T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T10:04:07.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower time...</title><content type='html'>o.o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg that was a weird dream... But it felt so real... I felt the hot water running through my hair, the soft touch, the unforgiving cold of the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even feel clean now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is weird. Are these kind of dreams normal? I have no idea. Been ages since I had one. Meh. I'm prolly just too horny. Bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do today? I think I'll go draw. Do something productive. Then go grab chocolate laters. It'll be awesome... It's the start of a brand new lease on life. Or at least I'm attempting to. All the hatred I had been welling up inside me just disappeared. Poof! In a magical cloud of absolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though with this I couldn't help but remember. I don't know if I even should be thinking back about such things. I don't know. I miss it, kind of. The smiles, the warmth, the surprises. Where would I be now should I have made a different decision to stay? I would probably be in Canada, strangely... Doing something I don't want to do... I'm better at it, but I hate it now. Perhaps even this hate is fuelled by my fear of going overseas and losing everything. I don't want to lose everything. Not again. I already have twice. Hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, don't ever let yourself lose what is most important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the odd cantonese pop Sharon sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I really did have fun yesterday. Though the kids fought and went all tired and crabby at the end of it. Ah well... Kids will be kids. The Bloody Mary was really a wake up juice. Lots of pepper and chili in it... o.o Sharon and I (the one and half people of legal age. You're still underaged arh!!! Lol... jkjk) concurred that the drink should have come in a smaller cup, like those for magaritas, and have less tomato juice and more alcohol. The alcohol really burns though. GARH!!! Oh well. We wanted to try one called Screaming Multiple Orgasms. LOL... I like the name. But it's expensive like hell!!! 20 dollars per person can? WAH PIANG. More expensive than our entire dinner lor... Shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna drive my lil Zoom Zoom... But she's stuck behind my daddy's BMW... ARGH!!! Poor lil Mehmeh (yes... that's her name... =.=) is stuck... Should wash her for fun today... Been raining alot these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-bit removed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113435287510802819?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113435287510802819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113435287510802819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113435287510802819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113435287510802819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/shower-time.html' title='Shower time...'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113432041653186154</id><published>2005-12-12T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:00:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yuan, go kill the crab.</title><content type='html'>Today was tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Sharon to buy sketchbook and new drawing pens... &gt;&lt; Meh... Been drawing alot... Hmm... After that, we went to eat at KFC before joining my siblings for dinner at Marina South steamboat thingy. The place was odd... Anyway, we wanted Yuan to kill a crab but today didn't have any crabs... We got live prawns anyway. Half live. They twitched and died before we even cooked them. Sigh. Ate alot of chicken and changed the aluminium foil ALOT... One even caught fire... Lol... I think the guy was angry at us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dumping nearly everything in the soup and drinking lots of it, we made our way down to Heeren's Balcony to have some drinks. Hua didn't know what she wanted so I ordered a Bloody Mary for her and a Lychee margarita for myself. Lu had a Blue Hawaii and Sharon had a Vodka martini/margarita... Somehow I can't quite remember. Anyway, hers was nice. Mine was nice. Lu's had no kick. But the bloody mary was... Spicy. Tomato juice. You can't taste the alcohol... But I was quite gone for a while a bit after that. the waitress got scolded by the manager for serving us drinks when half of us plainly looked underaged. Oh yah. Yuan got a smoothie. Lol. And this weird ham and cheese thing I almost swear is blue cheese. Gross shit. I shared a mango and salmon salad with Sharon. She ate the salmon and mango... LOL... Damn nice lor... ANyway, we staggered to Paragon taxi stand and I sent her home from there in a separate cab...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep... that was my evening... Tomorrow might be going to have chocolate fondue... =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113432041653186154?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113432041653186154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113432041653186154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113432041653186154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113432041653186154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/yuan-go-kill-crab.html' title='Yuan, go kill the crab.'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113421214477000643</id><published>2005-12-10T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T18:55:44.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe.</title><content type='html'>Okay lah... Pissed off to some insane extent. Breathe... Practise restraint... Spent the day alone cause she was with her family... Quite exhausted really... Went to buy a sledgehammer... Draggedhttp://www.randomfandom.com/images/cling-tooru-smile.jpg it all the way home... Broke a tree... Shouldn't have done that... Drummed a lot today. This guy asked if I could give his son drum tuition... =.= Ah well... Very hungry now... On the bus ride home I sat next to this tiny lil baby girl. Sketched cute lil animals in my book for her to see and she kept gurgling happily before finally falling asleep when I ran out of ink. =.= She slept with a face like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="The image “http://www.randomfandom.com/images/cling-tooru-smile.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://www.randomfandom.com/images/cling-tooru-smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda... Lol... So cute... Ah well... Okay... Decided that from this post on, I shall refrain from blogging about the fucktard... It's stressing me out how immaturely retarded he can be. Sigh. Tired already... Shall stop here and blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113421214477000643?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113421214477000643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113421214477000643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113421214477000643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113421214477000643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/breathe.html' title='Breathe.'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113413951972050534</id><published>2005-12-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T22:45:19.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the interns</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Today I followed Sharon back to Hamlin again to hand in the SIP forms... Lost my pen case there I think when I took it out to lend her a pen... Haix... 50 dollars down the chute... Plus the Pentone Markers... ARGH... T.T Anyway, chatted to Rina's client for a while about NTU and Uni interns... =.= 6 months?! Garh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we took a cab to Junction 8... The uncle was very funny... =p We had lunch at Sakae Sushi... Her favorite salmon... LOL... Ate till bursting point... Bought egg tarts for her mom too... Paid in coins... So farnie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we took a train ride to Bedok... She was sleeping on my shoulder so I had to sit a tad lower... Back pain!!! Meep! Anyway, cabbed her from Bedok to... Bedok. =.= Made me circle around... Bish... But got lots of kisses in return... Lol... Sucker for kisses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was the long ride home... Bored outta my mind... Going for driving tomorrow before going out to catch a movie... I wanna go Resfest... Meepies... Sunday going steamboat with Sharon... STEAMBOAT ARH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... My parents not home till Monday night... Doesn't feel any different... Gonna have problems trying to get people to go to bed and home and time and stuff though... Sheesh... Feel the pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought alot of snacks today... Yummy stuff! I have a concept up for my portfolio design... A tad more colorful than what I normally do... But I like it anyway. Going to get my own domain to put it up on (yes... One for you too... =p)   Any name suggestions? Tag my board for suggestions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeps... Tired... Determined to wait tonight... Yesh... I shall wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113413951972050534?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113413951972050534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113413951972050534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113413951972050534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113413951972050534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/return-of-interns.html' title='Return of the interns'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113405155154951807</id><published>2005-12-08T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T10:29:31.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>Oh well... Enough about that. Today! Today I got up bright and early in the morning to meet Sharon for her internship interview... Lol... Pretty girl... She refused to let me tie her tie for her though and was struggling with it till she gave up and fell asleep on my lap on the cab ride to the ulu reaches of Jalan Pemimpin. We were half an hour early and spent some time lolling around the sign post and jiggling it around till she noticed there was food inside! So we went in and went for teh peng and kaya toast. I think the teh peng was crappy... Made us both have stomach aches... @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the office is in an industrial building... Creepy looking place... Meep... But the office itself reminds me of my house... All wood furnishings... Lol... They even have the same cupboard... Anyway, she went in for the interview. Hope they liked the portfolio. I'm quite proud of the layout... And the odd graphic thing in the centre... =p Oi!!!! You steal my things to put on your portfolio!!!! I protest!!! -protests promptly die down- ah well... It's the thought of protesting that counts. Ah well.. I've got other designs as well... no worries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rina was really nice... We chatted for like 20 seconds... She kept telling Sharon she was still young... =.= Wth... Anyway, she said I could come down and visit and kaypoh anytime when Sharon was working... LOL... Hint taken... Bwahahahaha... I was thinking about showing siew lian yiyi my portfolio layout soon and ask her opinion about it... I wanted to do a compass like menu panel... But I've got too many sections... 6 I think... Ah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, we went back to her house and I sat around waiting for her to get changed to go to school. In the mean time, I worked on the main image for my portfolio... After that, we took a nice long bus ride to Bedok and went to the polyclinic to get an mc... Remember to take your medicine... After that, we went to Pizza Hut to eat lunch... YOU KOPE ALL THE CHICKEN!!!! Lol... Ah well... Chicken hoarder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we ran around a bit... Don't tickle meeeee!!!! Lol... Anyway, went to top up her card then left back to home. Did a whole lot of the design on the train till my batteries couldn't hold up. Which was about the time I got home anyway. When I got home, Coco had to go to the vet. Poor girl. Drove her down to the vet at JJK where she ran around chasing this odd pommeranian who came in with this guy I could almost swear was gay. Anyway, his dog is really cute when it sticks out its tounge. It's literally like this :P Looks exactly like the smiley... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's got this allergy... To dog food... =.= She had to get a shot for the rashes... &gt;&lt; Brought her back home and went to wash the car... Meep! Love washing my car... So clean and pretty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, done with the overal concept of my portfolio... Will be interesting... I think... Sharon might be staying over during the weekend... My parents are going to KL till Monday night... Meep meep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENTING TRIP IS ONE WEEK AWAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tralalala... I want to post more photos... Soon bah... Maybe tomorrow... Going out with Sharon tomorrow... Must go back to get the SIP form signed... =.= sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally sent her the jazz cd... She likes it! Wahahahaha... Same taste in nice jazz... Whee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113405155154951807?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113405155154951807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113405155154951807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113405155154951807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113405155154951807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHA'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113387388731338139</id><published>2005-12-06T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:58:07.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showtime!</title><content type='html'>Righty-o... The Genting trip is on! Sharon, Sara and I are going to Genting from the 17th to the 19th of December... Awesome stuff... =3 Wahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... meeting tomorrow!!! Prepare prepare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obsessing over graphic designs now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad start to my day... Fuckers tagging me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's all good now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried for her grandma... Hope she's alright... I'm here if you need anything alright? -hugs-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113387388731338139?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113387388731338139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113387388731338139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113387388731338139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113387388731338139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/showtime.html' title='Showtime!'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113375668597938624</id><published>2005-12-05T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T12:24:45.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are pictures plus captions under the image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 252px; height: 188px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194845425.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194845425.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowing shutting speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 252px; height: 188px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194111432.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194111432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching taking arh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 188px; height: 251px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204195300466.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204195300466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy in long sleeves she keeps photographing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 188px; height: 250px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194842613.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194842613.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunsets on the east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 188px; height: 251px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194839535.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194839535.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boarders standing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 189px; height: 252px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194108682.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204194108682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 189px; height: 252px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204192646466.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204192646466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 188px; height: 250px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204192643326.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204192643326.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2nd year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 189px; height: 253px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204192532669.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1204/TZ201204192532669.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer bottles and beer with straws.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113375668597938624?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113375668597938624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113375668597938624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113375668597938624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113375668597938624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113354043283395246</id><published>2005-12-03T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:20:32.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years</title><content type='html'>Today was our second year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-deep breath-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the promise of the next year to come being different, I feel a sense of hope. I bought my baby a red crumpler bag for a present... Now we've got matching bags... =3 Ah well... Last year, my baby bought me the red doggy I'm happily lying on now. Red red red. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up at Orchard to watch Aeon Flux... Cool show... But the plot was a tad disappointing. Ah well... After the movie, we took a nice sleepy bus ride down to Marine Parade and cabbed to East Coast to eat seafood dinner... =3 Yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took a cab back to Suntec to play some drums... I'm getting the hang of bass... Shall work on it more... Played some weird lame shooting game from Namco... Garh... No kick wan... Maybe cause the guns were shaped like vacuum cleaners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, we went home le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You owe me 2 now!!! =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post pictures tomorrow bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite tired really... And honestly... Sometimes I feel alot more low than my usual depressed state. The constant worrying and paranoia... It's killing me slowly... I can feel it. I already feel dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, darling... Regardless of the pain. Regardless of the tears. Regardless of every bastard who comes our way every 6 months to take you from me. Regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an epiphany to buy combat boots. For the soul purpose of stomping on the feet of enemies (enemy) and causing sterility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113354043283395246?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113354043283395246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113354043283395246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113354043283395246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113354043283395246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/2-years_03.html' title='2 years'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113344045687787329</id><published>2005-12-01T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T20:34:16.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow marks 2 years of us. 2 years ago, right this second, we were eating some extremely yummy dinner. 2 years ago, I was wondering what would become of us. 2 years ago, you were lying in my arms, saying to me the exact word I wanted to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has changed over the past 2 years. We both have changed. Nothing really can be quite the same anymore. Yet things seem to be exactly the way they should be. Things are right again. You're just mine again. I love you so much and nothing can change that. -muacks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for meeting today... Almost couldn't get up on time... Very productive though. And we got to watch Li Lin's film called Homemaker. Damn I love that film. So damn funny yet tragically dismal. Meepies... We went to mess around with the elevator at the National Library... So funny... =p Hair discrimination!!! Lol... Rongrong of the long-haired was isolating herself from us short haired people... =p Ellen and Sara cut their hair... o.o It's the season for haircuts... So funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Productive day... must go send out that email liao... Bleep bleep bleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my darling at Bugis today... Strolled around and bought her an Emily the Strange book... MEHH!!! Expensive!!! We ate popiah~!! But I couldn't grab the popiah without it breaking and caving in... So my dear fed me...=) So sweet de... I found out today that there are turnips in the popiah... o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played in the arcade!!! Heehee... Kept dying though... Sheesh... Oh well... Dragon Blade with bass!!! Bring it on!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah! Sara's coming to Genting!!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! Tralalalala... And we're going drumming next week. Awesome shit!!! This holiday promises to be promising. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113344045687787329?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113344045687787329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113344045687787329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113344045687787329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113344045687787329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/2-years.html' title='2 years'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113337061867430349</id><published>2005-12-01T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T01:10:18.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more days</title><content type='html'>=) 2 more days before the big day!!! Sigh... So fast le... It's been 2 years... Love you always de, darling... -muacks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee... My dear is so pro at her game... Queen Sharon... And she said I'm King Ying... Rulers of cup corn and guitar freaks... Oh yah. And her mahjong game. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out in the morning to send my baby to school before going back to NTU for UOC meeting. Awesome stuff... Productive day. I wanna start learning jazz drums soon... I love jazz drums... It's an art, really. Transcends the boundaries of just simple percussions. It's a melody by itself. Sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my baby at PS and we went to play some mahjong before going to watch... CHICKEN LITTLE!!! Heehee... Fish is so cute. =) And the baby alien. Hahahahahaha... Love the parodies in the show... Damn cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to have dinner of porridge and fried rice. Yumminess! After which we went to satiate my Mentos craving and her M&amp;amp;Ms craving to get dollar coins to play drums and guitar!!! Whee!!! Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear kept chewing me... She said I'm nice to chew... No, dear... I don't wanna try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to cuddle darling on the cab ride home... She's so adorable when she's sleeping... No... Biting... And stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear said she's going to go buy my present tomorrow... Shall start making hers tomorrow as well after the meeting... Meep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going with my baby to Genting for 4 days in December... =3 Sara haven't confirm with me yet... I can't wait... =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113337061867430349?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113337061867430349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113337061867430349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113337061867430349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113337061867430349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/12/2-more-days.html' title='2 more days'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113329546037969249</id><published>2005-11-30T04:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T04:17:40.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iLive</title><content type='html'>Today/Yesterday was the 29th. The second 29th dear didn't spend with me. Do I feel doubt? To some extent. Do I feel angry? To a certain degree. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My piercing is healing quite well. Doesn't hurt much now. Shall wait and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's not working tml... We're going to take photos of stars... Sigh... I love her so much... She's singing over the phone now... So cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friday will mark 2 years... Time to replan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing up invoices for my freelance jobs now... Minimum 700... Meep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml is meeting day... There's a UOC meeting at 3... Then meeting my baby at esplanade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing her already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113329546037969249?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113329546037969249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113329546037969249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113329546037969249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113329546037969249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/ilive.html' title='iLive'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113310187476476246</id><published>2005-11-27T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:31:14.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of You</title><content type='html'>Heehee... Took pictures with my baby... Scanned them in... However... My stupid PSCS2 not working... So cut them with the grab tool... So... They range in resolution... Let's start with the least blur... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 208px; height: 288px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1127/TZ201127061920192.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1127/TZ201127061920192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 190px; height: 276px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1127/TZ201127061921833.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1127/TZ201127061921833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 134px; height: 181px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1127/TZ201127061922989.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1127/TZ201127061922989.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 135px; height: 198px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1127/TZ201127061924254.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1127/TZ201127061924254.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm... Differing sizes due to lousy resolution on the smaller pictures... Made them smaller so they look a tad sharper... Yay... Pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113310187476476246?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113310187476476246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113310187476476246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113310187476476246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113310187476476246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/pictures-of-you_27.html' title='Pictures of You'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113310006959941414</id><published>2005-11-27T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:01:09.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day</title><content type='html'>Bleah... Sick... Flu... Kinda... Or a weird sickish hangover. Not likely. My ear is officially infected... And hurts like hell... Bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go to Chandran and Amy's wedding today... But by the time we got there, it was too late and everyone was going home... So lame... For those who don't really know, Chandran is the head of Act 3 Theatrics and Amy is an actress from Mediacorp, the lady who acted in that show from long ago, Growing up. Anabelle insertsurname was there too... The one who is married to Sheik Haikel... Or however you spell that. What is such a pretty girl like her doing with such an odd guy... Sheesh... Oh well... Which reminds me... I want to scan pictures of my pretty baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah bleah bleah... Went to wash car today... Pretty clean car... My mom bought me alot of funny lil animal things to put in my car... I have... A horse-ish tissue box cover, a doggy handphone holder and two adorable lil Mehmehs sitting on the dashboard. So cute... Lol. And I stuck the green thing baby gave me on the driver's side when my mom wasn't looking. So funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought Maohmaoh with me around the house today... Feels less lonely like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon, darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113310006959941414?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113310006959941414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113310006959941414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113310006959941414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113310006959941414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/sick-day.html' title='Sick Day'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113304141161254819</id><published>2005-11-27T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T05:43:31.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Here... I'm blogging... Kinda signifies I'm alive to some point, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My yesterday was fun. Mostly. Picked my baby up from her house before heading to far east to buy her a nice tie. Then we hopped over to Lido to catch Saw 2... Very cool... Ties in nicely with the first Saw... Amazing shit... Though the end was a tad more predictable than the first one. Oh well. Had to cover my baby's eyes alot though... Damn gory stuff... Garh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we headed to wisma to buy a white shirt to go with her tie. Found a nice one at Esprit (Not too sure how to spell that brand name... It's spelt like that on my bathroom mat... Free gifts and crappy embriodery) and waddled around trying to find a salesperson so we could get a new piece. Sigh... She looks so cute... Shall post pictures when I scan them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to Bugis to have a hair cut. At first, I really didn't like my hair cut. There's this odd angle on the left where my fringe meets my hair and the stylist is obsessed with sharp angles... Meep... But she styled it awesome... And my baby looked sooooo cute... And she changed into her new shirt and tie... Meep! Kept staring at her... Can't take my eyes off her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the haircut, we went to watch Prime. Funny show. Dear liked it alot... =) I don't really like the ending... So sad de... Mew... ah well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy surgical spirit from Watsons... They ran out of Melty Kiss... T.T Bleah... The surgical spirit smells like crap... And I officially can't feel shit on my piercing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to have a late dinner/supper at Breko and I had salad and tea... Dear commented I looked like those health freaks... Or a super tai tai... =.= Sigh... After dinner, we had a bottle of Carlsberg each and she stole my sticker! Lol... Pretty much gone after that... We took a cab home from there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's when my day went downhill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, my mom went raving mad about the time and that I reeked of alcohol. She demanded I took the piercing out so I'm going back to Orchard tml to have it taken out. ARGH. Then came the whole thing about my dressing and my hair again. I happen to like the way I dress and the way my hair looks. I'm comfortable. Fine. She wants me to dress the way she wants me to. Fine. One day I'll just die inside and she will never notice I'm gone. ARGH. ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side... My baby's been very sweet to me today... She kept helping me clean my ear and put alcohol on it and all... Though she kept bashing my ear in accidentally... =.= But she made it up with hugs and kisses afters so it's pretty much okay... =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go to Chandran's wedding tomorrow afternoon at some indian temple... Would be interesting. But I'm considering skipping it to go have the piercing removed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pansy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off lah... I like my piercing. The swelling is already going away and it doesn't hurt at all now. When I take it out, I'm sure I'll regret it next time. But who gives a shit about me right. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my baby... In her arms, I've never felt more loved, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you... That last message meant the world to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... Wtf am I doing up at 5.30... Been pottering around my room since 430 when I got up to the immense pain in my ear... Bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all I did not reply via sms yesterday... Was kinda busy and preoccupied... Wanted to reply you all when I got home but circumstances made it otherwise... Too wasted to press phone buttons... Oh well... Sorry about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;To my baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you le...&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/15288144-113304141161254819?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113304141161254819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113304141161254819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113304141161254819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113304141161254819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113293428241573906</id><published>2005-11-25T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T23:58:02.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles and Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>It comes a time when things must come to an end. A heart can only endure so much pain. A mind can only take so much sadness. A soul can only be so empty. I suppose, I've always wanted to just... Go. But Something always stopped me. My phone is more or less wasted... So nothing to stop me this time. Last words? I have quite a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends, thank you for being around when I needed someone. Friends in my life play such an important role. Words cannot adequatly describe just how important. Friends helped me when I was down. Friends turned my life around when I was in the depths of despair. Friends supported me, challenged me, spurred me on. Friends were what I cherished most. So thank you. To all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my enemies, it's always saddening to have enemies. I suppose at this point I have about one. And sadly, till my last breath, I still hate him to no end. I suppose I cannot blame him for all that's happened. I suppose it's not his fault that I am what I am - a hollow shell of a human. I suppose. But enough ifs and buts. No more times for them now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear, there are just too many words. I'm sorry, being the most important. Sorry I was never enough. Sorry I always made you angry. Sorry for loving you too much. I'm sorry. My life is the way it is now because I wanted so much to be by your side. To love you for as long as possible. We've been together for almost 2 years now. And only 13 months of those two years were you truly mine. It hurts too much sometimes. I really wanted to do what I am about to do for some time now. But I always thought things would be different. That one day I would not disappoint. Not the person I loved the most. Since I'm not going to be around on our anniversary, I want you to know, I've been planning it for some time now. From the dinner on top of Labrador Park, to sunsets in cable cars. I really did love you. I suppose I loved you too little or too much., But never just enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. This computer is too slow and is starting to test my patience. This will be my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;Moon so bright, night so fine,&lt;br /&gt;Keep your heart here with mine&lt;br /&gt;Life's a dream we are dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Race the moon, catch the wind,&lt;br /&gt;Ride the night to the end,&lt;br /&gt;Seize the day, stand up for the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;br /&gt;If that is all in life I ever do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes rise, heroes fall,&lt;br /&gt;Rise again, win it all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your heart, can't you feel the glory?&lt;br /&gt;Through our joy, through our pain,&lt;br /&gt;We can move worlds again&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, dance with me (dance with me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;br /&gt;If that is all in life I ever do&lt;br /&gt;I will want nothing else to see me through&lt;br /&gt;If I can spend my lifetime loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though we know we will never come again&lt;br /&gt;Where there is love, life begins&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the night, save the day,&lt;br /&gt;Save the love, come what may,&lt;br /&gt;Love is worth everything we pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;br /&gt;If that is all in life I ever do&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my lifetime loving you&lt;br /&gt;If that is all in life I ever do&lt;br /&gt;I will want nothing else to see me through&lt;br /&gt;If I can spend my lifetime loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving you...&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113293428241573906?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113293428241573906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113293428241573906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113293428241573906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113293428241573906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/smiles-and-goodbyes.html' title='Smiles and Goodbyes'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113276472759442244</id><published>2005-11-24T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T00:52:07.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why de...</title><content type='html'>Why u liddat de... Breaks my heart... Hurts like crazy now... Pain... I wanna cry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113276472759442244?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113276472759442244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113276472759442244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113276472759442244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113276472759442244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-de.html' title='Why de...'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113274729041611205</id><published>2005-11-23T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T20:01:30.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I love</title><content type='html'>I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drumming,&lt;br /&gt;driving,&lt;br /&gt;singing,&lt;br /&gt;flying,&lt;br /&gt;photography,&lt;br /&gt;guitar,&lt;br /&gt;reading,&lt;br /&gt;drawing,&lt;br /&gt;designing,&lt;br /&gt;snowboarding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You should know who you are... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113274729041611205?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113274729041611205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113274729041611205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113274729041611205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113274729041611205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/things-i-love.html' title='Things I love'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113274696402144778</id><published>2005-11-23T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T19:56:04.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not that crap again!!</title><content type='html'>First things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, baby... I understand... -hugs- I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... Today... I brought the kids out to watch Harry Potter. Again. Meh. Oh ya... I put the green thing my darling bought me, in the car... It's adorable... -muacks- Thankew dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meep... My piercing won't stop bleeding... But it's probably cause I keep fiddling with it. I should stop fiddling. Strangely, my mom hasn't noticed yet. I'll just wait and see how long she takes to notice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maoh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing alot of NTUADM ppl walking around these couple of days... -shrug- The holiday mood is infecting everyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming up short on cash this month... Spent too much last month... The last 100 dollar withdrawal totalled me. Sigh... I only have about 300 left this month... GARH. Okay. I shall not buy concession this month... Hopefully I can drive by the 15th and start living off petrol instead of those volvo buses with variable smells (I hopped onto a number 7 the other day that smelled strongly of soya sauce)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mew... Feeling kinda lethargic really... But I really need to start mugging for my history exam properly... I'm not too keen on trying to cram too much info... I'll just forget when it comes down to it... Shall just try to memorize how the painting/ sculpture/ thing-of-some-artistic-value looks like... And dive head-first into my doomed paper. Shouldn;t be too bad... Right? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas is coming! Xmas lists anyone? I have one... But shan't post it up... Embarrassing things I want... Sheesh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113274696402144778?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113274696402144778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113274696402144778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113274696402144778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113274696402144778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/not-that-crap-again.html' title='Not that crap again!!'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113267006406099323</id><published>2005-11-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:34:24.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piercing</title><content type='html'>Got my ear pierced... Hahahaha... Needle piercing... So fun... Shall post pictures when my baby gives me back my camera... My baby pierced her belly... ARGH... That's hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's sleeping... Shall start on scripting soon... Miss her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... I BOUGHT MELTY KISS... ALL YOUR MELTY KISS ARE BELONG TO ME!!!! HAHAHAHAHA.... omg... I bought 4 boxes... siao... its the season to be jolly... Fuck i love xmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113267006406099323?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113267006406099323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113267006406099323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113267006406099323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113267006406099323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/piercing.html' title='Piercing'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113263748644871189</id><published>2005-11-22T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T13:31:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3</title><content type='html'>Shall go pierce by ear later with dear... So we'll have the same funny lil piercing at the top of our right ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hung out with dear yesterday after her class... Had thai food... omg... ate so much... @.@ siao already... Maoh... We walked around quite a bit before bringing her to pierce ears and then going buying food for her mom. Then sent her home before heading back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garh... Tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it have to rain!!!!! I wanna go driving... Bah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I miss my baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate my hair when its dry... It's alright when its wet though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 172px; height: 230px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1119/TZ201119083321962.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1119/TZ201119083321962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! I look like ah beng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113263748644871189?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113263748644871189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113263748644871189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113263748644871189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113263748644871189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/3.html' title='3'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113248344857334802</id><published>2005-11-20T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T18:44:08.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none;"&gt;Well if you wanted honesty, that's all you had to say&lt;br /&gt;I never want to let you down or have you go&lt;br /&gt;It's better off this way&lt;br /&gt;For all the dirty looks&lt;br /&gt;The photographs your boyfriend took&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you broke your foot&lt;br /&gt;From jumping out the second floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;You wear me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not okay)&lt;br /&gt;I've told you time and time again&lt;br /&gt;You sing the words but don't know what it means&lt;br /&gt;To be a joke and look&lt;br /&gt;Another line without a hook&lt;br /&gt;I held you close as we both shook for the last time&lt;br /&gt;Take a good hard look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;You wear me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the dirty looks&lt;br /&gt;The photographs your boyfriend took&lt;br /&gt;You said you'd read me like a book&lt;br /&gt;But the pages are all torn and frayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay, now&lt;br /&gt;(I'm okay, now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you really need to listen to me&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm telling you the truth&lt;br /&gt;I mean this, I'm okay&lt;br /&gt;(Trust me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm not o-fucking-kay&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;I'm not okay&lt;br /&gt;(Okay)&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113248344857334802?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113248344857334802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113248344857334802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113248344857334802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113248344857334802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-not-okay.html' title='I&apos;m not okay'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113241629505528519</id><published>2005-11-20T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T00:04:55.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt</title><content type='html'>fuck that hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if things would be the same if I had not sent you home... Had not forgotten to return your camera... Had not met him. Twice. Going to your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THAT GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I hate everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I ran faster. I wish I had run onto the road and gotten myself run over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt. Betrayal. Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurt so much. I couldn't stop crying. I still can't. It hurts so much i can't breathe. Feels like asthma. Just worse because no inhaler can ease this. It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please save me from this hell I am fast falling into... Save me from the tears. The pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113241629505528519?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113241629505528519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113241629505528519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113241629505528519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113241629505528519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/hurt.html' title='hurt'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113235753870464686</id><published>2005-11-18T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T07:45:38.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Here are some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 207px; height: 155px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118022300973.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118022300973.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's mauled corn... o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 207px; height: 155px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118021911743.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118021911743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof we existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 207px; height: 154px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ20111802191656.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ20111802191656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby's mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 206px; height: 153px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118023932751.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118023932751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is MaohMaoh... So cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 206px; height: 155px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118023948735.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118023948735.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 143px; height: 191px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ20111802190256.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ20111802190256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild side of the com lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 143px; height: 191px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118021905540.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1118/TZ201118021905540.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neat side of the com lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored kinda... Hung out with my mom today... Went to the office, studied some history while sleeping behind the book. Then we went to Pacific Plaza... The soup there is ENORMOUS... Omg... Crazy shit... Oh well... Got two new CDs and the Schindler's List DVD... Watching it now... Feel kinda drowsy... Where's dear... Maohmaohmaoh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113235753870464686?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113235753870464686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113235753870464686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113235753870464686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113235753870464686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113224293155430982</id><published>2005-11-17T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:55:31.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goblet of Fire</title><content type='html'>Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, had history presentation. Went to school at 11 cause that was when we were supposed to meet. But everyone only started appearing at 1130, over a span of 1 hour. Meh. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Take my quiz please. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how well you know me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz_IM.php?quizname=051117105133-419139"&gt;Take my Quiz!&lt;/a&gt; and then &lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/scoreboard.php?quizname=051117105133-419139"&gt;Check out the Scoreboard!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... Now that's done with... Presentation was okay... Forgot a bunch of points... Bah... Rushed off to catch a cab down to Marina Square and was late. Saw Zihan while in the queue. He left presentation early too. Collected the tickets to Harry Potter and went to watch with dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was quite good... Though they strayed quite a fair bit from the original storyline. Meh. Oh well. Wasn't very happy throughout the movie. Quite tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went for dinner at Cafe Cartel. Dear's steak was over raw and we had to send it back. Then dear got an oreo cheesecake before we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to bleach my hair white.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113224293155430982?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113224293155430982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113224293155430982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113224293155430982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113224293155430982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/goblet-of-fire.html' title='Goblet of Fire'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113214339645786054</id><published>2005-11-16T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:55:35.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Today was tiring... Still tired... Sigh... The stupidity of some people... Can't even count properly from one to six... Bah... Nvm bah... Live and let live... Makes you wonder really how they survived till now without getting knocked over by a large truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me... Must go buy a new mogu pillow for my baby... The last one I bought for her is starting to deflate... (however beads deflate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got hold of a history textbook today and in the half hour on the bus, managed to devour 200 ++ pages of the thing... Sigh... Still have plenty to go... Shall study a bit everyday. Decided that I shall take this holiday to get my life back in shape... Shall go back to my original exercise routine and probably take up Uncle Lennet's offer for Wingchun... Might come in handy next time I see that bastard. For now, I'm satisfied holding the history textbook and being prepared to mulch someone's head with it. Someone in particular anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a meeting at the library today... Stupid reference section and their conformist rules!!! Sigh. Oh well. Finished up the brain storm for the history presentation tomorrow... Harry Potter tomorrow! Hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Went to buy some books today on how to draw and stuff... Shall aquire some 3-D programme for my G5 and work on it during the holidays. Also, I shall try to familiarize myself with all the programmes (i.e., Fireworks, Freehand, InDesign, Illustrator, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Holiday list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to kill people&lt;br /&gt;- Learn 3D on computer&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to draw better&lt;br /&gt;- Buy another mogu pillow for dear&lt;br /&gt;- Read 5 fat novels&lt;br /&gt;- Start working out&lt;br /&gt;- Get driver's license and drive to the beach to jog everyday&lt;br /&gt;- Walk the dog everyday&lt;br /&gt;- Wash the car =.=&lt;br /&gt;- Reduce pimple population&lt;br /&gt;- Take up drum lessons&lt;br /&gt;- Acquire free access to a real drum set&lt;br /&gt;- Master drumming&lt;br /&gt;- Tidy my room&lt;br /&gt;- Take up motorbike lessons &lt;a href="http://motorcyclecity.com/2005_Motorcycles/Suzuki/images/Hayabusa_1300.jpg"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(dream bike)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Plan an awesome 2nd year anniversary&lt;br /&gt;- Love dear more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesh... Almost 2 years now... Maoh maoh... Won't let one idiot ruin it all. Beat him with a baseball bat if deemed necessary. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; I&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; do&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; not&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; know&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; where&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; family&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; doctors&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; acquired&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; illegibly&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; perplexing&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; handwriting;&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; nevertheless,&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; extraordinary&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; pharmaceutical&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; intellectuality,&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; counterbalancing&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; indecipherability,&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; transcendentalizes&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; intercommunications'&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;axe&gt; incomprehensibleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/axe&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sigh... I wonder sometimes. But I can only wonder. Shall blog the rest privately now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113214339645786054?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113214339645786054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113214339645786054' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113214339645786054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113214339645786054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15288144.post-113206869213818735</id><published>2005-11-15T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T23:31:32.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 191px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115070848778.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115070848778.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby drew this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 256px; height: 191px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115071814408.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115071814408.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My unmistakable butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 190px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115071818267.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115071818267.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee... Watcha looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 254px; height: 190px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115072208700.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115072208700.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh! So pale! -Shock!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 192px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115072210419.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115072210419.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noogie noogie noogie~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 171px; height: 229px;" alt="The image “http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115070852168.jpg” cannot be displayed, because it contains errors." src="http://imageserver4.textamerica.com/user.images.x/45/IMG_478145/_1115/TZ201115070852168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigging out with my darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15288144-113206869213818735?l=suckshitanddie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/feeds/113206869213818735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15288144&amp;postID=113206869213818735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113206869213818735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15288144/posts/default/113206869213818735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suckshitanddie.blogspot.com/2005/11/pictures-of-you.html' title='Pictures of you'/><author><name>Ice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18020128326974682413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://i3.tinypic.com/wlasgh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
