<?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-14798395</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:44:59.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GLENNYS. her great escape</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>180</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3342721362889559196</id><published>2007-11-27T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T22:52:49.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/111.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like finally i have my blog back after some miscommunication with the password and user names.lol. NEWB! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah oh well, nether the less...I'M BLOGGING AGAIN! I just got back from my trip to sentosa with Ken, Diana and Alfie who are apparently renting my fathers flat. She has been staying at my place for like almost a month now and so she just got her pay so we took a trip down to sentosa to see some stupid wax thingy and rode on the luge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/5-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/3-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was first time for all of us and we are planning to have a luge marathon again some time. Ken was jumping everywhere behaving like a small kid, he couldn't wait to get on it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/6-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/luge.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weeks or rather my whole November month has been pretty rough, at times.. like c'mon tell me who in this fucked up world has a PERFECT LIFE! Perfect as in, no Relationship problems, money problem, family problem and even friendship problem. If you guys can name me one person, just one person who is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich/Wealthy, have a perfect BF/GF and i really mean perfect. They never ever ever quarrel kinda thing and have have gazillion friends. If you can't, then don't go fucking around with my life and tagging my blog like some low life freak when i know exactly who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me tell you BITCH! You're life is no better than mine. So go screw your neighbours dog and try wanking his tiny dog dick will ya.. You are just an over sized fat ass, ooh wait NO!, your ass is just BROAD that some people actually mistake it as "big" but if you look at it closely its pathetically flat. Uh-mm. FLAT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing hunnie, I could see mount Everest on your face. oopsssyy! Sorry. Er, I'll take my apology back. I'm never ever sorry. hah. Try using SK2 or something if you can actually afford it. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's getting boring i know, i had to open up to dumb people who can't understand the meaning of life you see. Well, life for me at Aldo my new working environment has been fine. It has been almost a month and finally I'm getting my first pay check soon and i can't wait to get myself that aldo bag that i had reserved since forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and i got my grandma this aldo wallet and it's in her fav colour. Maroon! haha. It's a little Christmas present for her(:And i bought a polo shirt for my dad and uncle who are in the Philippines. I also got this aldo ring for my "step-mom". I got one for myself too but my grandma seemed to like it so i gave it to her(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry, cus i still have lots and lots of stuff from aldo. I'm still planning of upgrading my phone but i think I'll wait for my next pay. Was thinking of getting the LG prada phone. whoo! And soon Ken will be getting his shoe and watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to this gay club called PLAY the other time with my friend from work and my manager. Ken was invited too so he brought along his schoolmate. We drank till we all got a little tipsy and then all of a sudden when i was smoking at the smoking corner, this guy came up to me and said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: Excuse me, my friends wanna know if you're BI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy: oh its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i looked over to my left the guy was telling those two girls with him that I'm straight. hahaha i quickly told Ken about it. I guess those girls were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just yesterday Ken and i, Alfie, Diana and my friend from work Zul had 4 bottles of Heineken before heading to another gay club called tetris. We ordered 4 glasses of Bombay is that what it's called? Yeah anyway two shots each and i got this coke with sky vodka and Diana just ordered white wine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was so hilarious. He just looks so adorable when he's drunk. He got lost and he said he was chasing us????? I didn't know what was going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/222.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetris club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club closed at 3 and we crashed 7-eleven and got more stuffs. Diana wanted a big bottle of Jacobs creek but they didn't have it so she got wolf blass instead. We bought 2 cans of Heineken and a bottle of e thirty three. And now Those drinks are just chilling in my fridgey haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've blogged enough. It has been a pretty darn long entry.&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish up what i have to say some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'll update you my prom pics too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3342721362889559196?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3342721362889559196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3342721362889559196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3342721362889559196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3342721362889559196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-god-oh-my-god-like-finally-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-6649884437957238428</id><published>2007-11-09T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T13:50:23.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in a relationship sucks especially if that person you truly love complains alot about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are no longer together thanks to him and his childish behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayonara asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are known as "the gay guy" in my hp  (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-6649884437957238428?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/6649884437957238428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=6649884437957238428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6649884437957238428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6649884437957238428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-know-what-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5783956909264495085</id><published>2007-11-03T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:29:15.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt Under The Sea"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day, you move, I'm probably gonna explode&lt;br /&gt;It's true, I'm probably gonna explo-oh-oh-oh-oooh&lt;br /&gt;Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooh&lt;br /&gt;You'll pray, for proof, I'm probably makin' this up&lt;br /&gt;It's true, I'm probably makin' this u-uh-uh-uh-ooh&lt;br /&gt;Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooh&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is your body&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna use my body&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;My body is your body&lt;br /&gt;And I won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna use my body&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If no-one moves, then nobody's gonna get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Don't move, 'cause nobody wants to get hu-uh-uh-uh-ooh&lt;br /&gt;Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooh&lt;br /&gt;We'll pray, for proof, I'm probably makin' this up&lt;br /&gt;It's true, I'm probably makin' this u-uh-uh-uh-ooh&lt;br /&gt;Woah-oh-oh-oh-ooh&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is your body&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna use my body&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;My body is your body&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna use my body&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is your body&lt;br /&gt;I won't tell anybody&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna use my body&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;My body is your body&lt;br /&gt;I'm not just anybody&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna use my body&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Go for it, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/ore.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Friday was awesome! Visited Ken in school again. Waited for him to end his crazy CS game session with his group members together with some other dudes from another class. They would be doing this every single time on Thursday and Friday. Okay no they would be either smoking or eating or disturbing other classes, surfing the net you name it. Hah. Lucky bastards lol. So much free time on "project day" uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken's mom left for Korea last night, we had no plans so we tagged along and sent her off to the airport. Ohh i hope she gets me the Burberry Brit perfume that i asked for(: I can almost smell it. *breathe in* ahhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Ernie and her sis and after we said and waved our goodbyes Ernie's dad drove us back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when the party started. Ernie, Ken and I took a cab to "cheeky monkeys" and met up with Dan, Sherm and a few of their friends. The best part was.. there were no mats! Er okay maybe 1 or 2. Minahs too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going well, i had vodka sprite. Ernie got herself a raspberry vodka or something like that I'm not sure what it was and Ken as usual got bourbon coke and beers and so many other drinks plus some red red wine thingy (well he wished!) he didn't get those stuffs. Ernie than decided to get a jug or bourbon coke and we managed to finish the whole jug. Ken got high hahaha i like seeing him get high. He gets really cute. Ernie was very hyped up too &amp;&amp; couldn't stop boogying her ass away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken started battling with those shuffling mats when trance was playing. Dan learned a trick or two from shuffling too. hahah he managed to get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were smoking outside, we bumped into Shafiq and Carl who were apparently walking to cine to meet up with Kolin. Carl wanted to join us but he was wearing slippers and just got out from work. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club was closing soon so we decided to head back home. Ken stayed at my place and Ernie who was crazily still awake headed to some place we have no idea where to meet up with her friends. &amp;&amp; she has like an exam at 10am today. I don't know how that girl could do it. All i knew was that i was dead once i hit my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/sleepy.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally Saturday and my period just arrived!!! hahaha that was so random la. But anyways, Kens friends will be coming over for hari raya gathering. Ohhh kueh tarts! I'm getting hungry now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bien que, parfois, nous pouvons être très dures les unes avec les autres i encore très t'aime et rien ne pourra changer cela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5783956909264495085?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5783956909264495085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5783956909264495085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5783956909264495085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5783956909264495085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/11/nobody-move-nobody-get-hurt-under-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2921503254937135339</id><published>2007-11-01T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T17:08:16.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your face!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/1-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember about the museum trip Ken and I went to. I finally received some pictures we took!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/55.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/888.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, yesterday had been a tough day for me cus i just had some disagreement with that old lady of mine back at home. yadayada locked in the room, smoke and smoke, that nasty tone and that irritating look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were quarrelling about some lame ass stuff until i just couldn't take it. I decided to leave the house and stay somewhere else. It would be boring but i guess i have to do what i have to do. There is a point in life where everything just has to stop. I thought i needed a break from all the emotional/sarcasm kind of pressure she's giving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward, So yeah. That's about it. Anyway, was slacking with Demin, Marcus &amp;amp; Ken at bedok. This spize place and had supper. The chicken wing there was not bad but still nothing compared to McDonald's McWing(: Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up to Ken's phone call at 12pm and headed to his school. Slacked there till he was let off and now I'm at his place waiting for KFC to arrive. I'm starving. And I'm still wondering when my menses will arrive. I'm starting to kill myself. The pain is excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ken ken ken!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/love-2.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there is this one person who just pisses me off at the moment. She's from NP i kinda know her as in like seen her before but never talked to her. I don't even know her effing name and yet she goes around telling people about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me bitch. You have no idea what I've been through in my past life. We were not even close to being friends. You don't know NUTS about me so piss off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think by telling someone whom your going after that oh you know me and i did lots of nasty things in my past life with this and that and trying to ruin my image just to get the guy that you like, than i really must say you are one pathetic and desperate bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get your own god damn bf somewhere else. I can't believe you would actually stoop so low and thought that you will actually have the chance with my bf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well fuck your storys and fuck you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing BITCH, never ever ever put on an act in front of me and say "wah looking prettier uh!" CB! I swear i don't need your sarcasms. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Crash and Burn! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2921503254937135339?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2921503254937135339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2921503254937135339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2921503254937135339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2921503254937135339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-your-face-remember-about-museum-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-430927292951175513</id><published>2007-10-31T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T15:56:49.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CLUMSY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/aaa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it&lt;br /&gt;The girl can't help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time&lt;br /&gt;That I saw your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Boy you looked right through me, mmmhmm&lt;br /&gt;Play it cool&lt;br /&gt;But I knew you knew&lt;br /&gt;That cupid hit me, mmm mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You got me tripping, stumbling, flipping, fumbling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Clumsy cause I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You got me slipping, tumbling, sinking, fumbling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Clumsy cause I'm falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;So in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it&lt;br /&gt;The girl can't help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't breath&lt;br /&gt;When you touch my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies so crazy, mmm mmm&lt;br /&gt;Whoa now, think I'm going down&lt;br /&gt;Friends don't know whats with me, mmm mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it&lt;br /&gt;The girl can't help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You know, this isn't the first time this has happened to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This love sick thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I like serious relationships and a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A girl like me don't stay single for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Cause everytime a boyfriend and I break up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;My world is crushed and I'm all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The love bug crawls right back up and bites me and I'm back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it&lt;br /&gt;The girl can't help it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in love with you&lt;br /&gt;So in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/bf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Ken and i took a trip down to &lt;em&gt;The National museum&lt;/em&gt;. Ahh I've never been to the museum with anyone close to me. And plus it has been quite awhile since i last visited the that huge white house-like building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken didn't know nuts about it. First he thought it was the art museum, secondly he didn't know where the museum was located at and thirdly he was whining about how it would be so much better if it was a dinosaur museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah he even said it was so boring and quiet. LOL. Silly boy. Museums are supposed to be boring and quiet. Just like the library. Right. They are supposed to be boring and quiet? Well i hope so. Cus boy it sure is boring and quiet in the &lt;strong&gt;SINGAPORE&lt;/strong&gt; museum. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took lots and lots of shots of ourselves but unfortunately we weren't allowed to take snapshots of the exhibits. Pfftt. So we ended up playing with this really huge magnetic wall on display with magnetic wires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not even aware whether we were allowed to touch it or not. There was no sign board or what so ever that has anything written &lt;em&gt;"NO TOUCHING"&lt;/em&gt; on it. Than all of a sudden this girl joined in too and started playing with the long magnetic wire. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so our tummys were already grumbling, we than hiked all the way to bugis and decided to have an early dinner at one of the shops behind bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where all the drama comes in. We got a little disagreement with where to eat and all. He said he was too sick eating at the same place every time. So i came up with a better plan, how about MOS burger. He disagreed again. Feeling a little frustrated i let him decide on where to eat. He said Pastamania but but but... it was under renovation. Boohoo. So we ended up eating at food junction. lol. It was not bad. And it was my idea bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lots of talking and chatting, we headed to arab street but than halfway we had a tiny little conflict again. It was about some guy on a poster and sooo he started talking about the past as usual. And you know how i hate talking about the past. He than ended the conversation by walking in front of me leaving me behind not even bothering if i was run down by the car which was honking behind me (the bloody car was really honking) or had been abducted by aliens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All he said was i didn't hear the car honking. I was so pissed i couldn't help but to just walk away from him without him knowing. But he managed to catch up with me. We talked things out after a tremendous unbelievable day of giving him the bitch attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, I was glad he didn't lose his mind and managed to cool himself down and finally giving in to me. Okay that cheered me up abit. Of course i felt bad giving him the nastiest treatment ever. I'm human after all. And a soft hearted one too(: lol. I had to feel bad. No choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I LOVE YOU KEN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/rain.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when i get into the bitch mode too okay! But i can't help it when I'm freaking hungry or when I'm having tummy crams and just wondering when the hell my period would arrive. It ticks me off. Really. Like now. I'm hungry and my tummy is aching. DAMN! Try being a girl for a day and see if you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, no plans no plans. Still job hunting. Ugh. I hate looking for jobs. Oh and Ken would be coming over to my place in about an hours time. I think were going out. Hmm... but i don't really quite feel like going out. We'll see how. Hopefully i won't get my bitch mode again. We never know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to munch on twisties and stare at this huge black box with people and trains and animals and spaceships and cartoons inside it in my living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabuhay! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-430927292951175513?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/430927292951175513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=430927292951175513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/430927292951175513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/430927292951175513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/10/clumsy-cant-help-it-girl-cant-help-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3732927047458337202</id><published>2007-10-29T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T20:39:32.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I want cookies and cream please(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/ll.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i decided not to use live journal because i don't feel comfortable with it and besides i know I'll miss using blogger. We have been like best friends for 3 years. I can't just possibly chuck it aside. Yeah, you get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of drift, i stayed up till 3am in the morning playing burn out on my brother's PSP and i sure like drifting my car. Haha..it's addictive i tell you. But i had to stop cus he was bugging for his PSP back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i know i had been missing for a long time..well maybe not that long. *pause* hmm.. okay, so lets recap what i have been doing for the past October month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know, my exam ended early this month and i have not been attending school for the whole 10 days after that. Pfftt, basically i was too lazy and was busy job hunting..up till now. What a bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting school and the job hunting aside, i had fun with my wacky friend Joys and Mary who invited me to their DIY chalet in east coast. So i met up with Joys at Bedok first and headed to town after that to meet her Bf and Mary who was ending their work. Than a little while later we were slacking at Pasir Ris station at around 1 am in the morning. Chatting about funny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It so happen me and Mary were wearing the same coloured lingerie with white polka dots Hahaha. It was so hilarious when we were in the toilet, all 3 of us using the cubicles side by side, when all of a sudden Joys started screaming her head off as if she was being possessed. Mary and i kept asking what was happening but she didn't want to tell us. I nearly ran out of the cubicle with my jeans half way down my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. We found out it was a freaking cockroach near her bag on the floor. But if it was me, i would had screamed too haha. I HATE COCKROACHES! Especially those flying ones. They creep me out. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So blablabla we reached the chalet at around 2am and didn't sleep till 5am in the morning. Geez. And i wasn't even tired. So i had to force myself to sleep. Weird stuff kept happening while we were sleeping. Joys found out i took the whole bad and i was pushing her out of the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops... hahah i had no idea i was doing that. And Mary woke up in the middle of her sleep finding that i was trying to hug her bed and than finally hugging her like a bolster. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so not the kind of person you would want to sleep with. Cus not only do i do that. I admit that i do drool and i steal blankets. Hahahaha. Wicked! I know. I can't help it. I always freeze up in the middle of the night. It gets chilly you know. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day, we woke up at 12pm and headed off to the DIY gig held at the old NAFA which is located at Bugis. The punk bands were alright. Saw some familiar faces here and there and the best thing was that i got in for free. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/q.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Door bitches. Joys and Mary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't stay for the last band which i heard was good but it was alright cus i left to meet Ken. We chilled at Starbucks and decided to watch a mid night movie before heading home. He bought tickets for super bad boys or something like that i can't exactly remember the title. But the movie was alright i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They love talking about dicks. Unfortunately, Ken and I found it too draggy at some parts. It was slow and you just have this feeling that you just want to get to the best part of the show. I'll rate it 6/10 slurps of coke. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days later, i had an appointment at Tony and Guy at 9:45am and my hair cut plus colouring of hair ended at 2pm. I was absolutely satisfied with how my hair turn out this time. They kept to the length and i ♥ the colour they gave me. Its burgundy with bright red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My red red hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night which was the eve of Halloween, Ken and i went bag hunting and he got me this adorable zebra striped bag which he surprisingly liked too. We immediately reserved it and bought it on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was driving and so we tailgated behind Dan's car and went to club at cheeky monkeys. The place was not bad and Ken ♥ the place haha. He was driving so he couldn't drink too bad. So i was the one drinking that night. He kept asking me to get taquila shots and so i did. In fact i had 3 shots. Than I had this coke thingy with i have no idea what was in it but Ken seems to be ordering it. And an apple vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to see me drunk hahaha stupid boy. But i ended up getting high. And finally slept throughout the whole journey back home in the car. Ken got a little jealous cus he was tired and wanted to sleep too. But nahhhhh... he had to stay awake and had to keep an eye on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Saturday night! The night where all the evil spirit comes out and play. We went to Monster Mash at Red Bar. Not alot of people were in costumes. After the gig, our plan was to go to Zouk but it was freaking pack. The line was extremely long and everyone there were in costumes so we decided to skip Zouk and ended up slacking at Holland Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in with the milk shake in Rocky mountain. I had Dark chocolate with cookies and cream and bubblegum all mixed together. Ken got these mango smoothie which i thought tasted better. I wouldn't mind chilling there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few pikcha taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie dokie, I'm almost done here.. Ken would be staying over at my place tonight. We're gonna have a slumber party!!!! yay! Can't wait for him to end school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My *new* wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and i just painted my wall. Ken still doesn't believe i did it on my own. Wait till i start painting in his room than I'll be like IN YOUR FACE! hahah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3732927047458337202?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3732927047458337202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3732927047458337202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3732927047458337202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3732927047458337202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-hello-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-1798648410116525568</id><published>2007-10-11T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T11:22:09.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Konichiwa Bitches&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/babe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when i said I'm finally done with school. Well er... I'm still not so done with it actually. Apparently, i still have to attend school for another 20 days, that is if you minus off the Hari Raya hollies and weekends. Pffttt. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was awesome! ken and i went to Sim Lim to get some hard drive thingy for his mom. So we were like looking for it up and down comparing the prices and all and it turned out that his mom decided not to get it yet. Like WHAT! We spend like 2 hours looking for it and now she doesn't want it. yeah thanks alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravi was suppose to turn up too to meet us but what the hack. We couldn't be bothered with him anymore. It's getting tiring waiting for him lol. No offense dude(: Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/kaka.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like whatev's, after Simlim we walked around to a few "houses" and Ken bought this limited edition Japanese T that only comes once a year and only one pair of it will be sold haha. So he took it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i got this really super dupa cool shades too(: ahhh.. We met up with Dan and Sherm and so i showed them the shades and they laughed! @#%! Okay like i said before &lt;em&gt;whatev's&lt;/em&gt; hahaha Ken thinks its better than the other one I've got. Bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the place and Dan's uncle or friend i have no idea, drove us to Geylang. Dan bought this Baju Kurung which Sherm and i thought looks like something the Imam would wear, you know someones who like preaches in the mosque??. hahah he still bought it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys bought zippo's which was 4 for 10bucks haha and they took sooo super long choosing what they wanted. Haha the zippo's were cute though so i can't blame them for taking their own sweet time. I got one too! It was a picture of a Egyptian Pharaoh. I ♥ it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; now i know why guys like visiting Geylang. All they do is "Cuci mata" in English looking at girls. Wait wait, not just ordinary girls but Minahs. Which i will translate again "hot but not so hot, big ass, big boobs, eyebrows that are thin long and high, lip piercings and incredibly noisy (sometimes)" Yeap my definition of Minahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, it's my Grands Birthday tomorrow and I'm still thinking of what to get for her. I guess im going back to my favourite shopping paradise together with Ken later this afternoon. He's getting a Onitsuka shoe too(: And I'll be his private fashion advisor today. With commission of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥doll crash and burn girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-1798648410116525568?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/1798648410116525568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=1798648410116525568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1798648410116525568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1798648410116525568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/10/konichiwa-bitches-remember-when-i-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3469725417028586819</id><published>2007-10-09T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:58:51.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Misery business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/blo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second chances they don't ever matter, people never change.&lt;br /&gt;Once a whore you're nothing more, I'm sorry, that'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;And about forgiveness, we're both supposed to have exchanged.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry honey, but I'm passing up, now look this way.&lt;br /&gt;Well there's a million other girls who do it just like you.&lt;br /&gt;Looking as innocent as possible to get to who,&lt;br /&gt;They want and what they like it's easy if you do it right.&lt;br /&gt;Well I refuse, I refuse, I refuse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, I never meant to brag&lt;br /&gt;But, I got him where I want him now.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it was never my intention to brag&lt;br /&gt;To steal it all away from you now.&lt;br /&gt;But god does it feel so good,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got him where I want him right now.&lt;br /&gt;And if you could then you know you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujiah! .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah im finally done with the stress. The exams and school! Its time to let our hair down!!! whoohoo! Okay..so i had my last paper today (D&amp;amp;T) and hmmm let me just say it was not as easy as i suspected but but i still managed to do it(: Okay except for the electronics part. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i skipped all the way home and checked my mail. My cousins from US send me some pics and i was suppose to show it to my grand but found out she wasn't in her room. LOL. All along i thought she locked herself in her room and wouldn't want to come out because i had knocked on her room door for a couple of times and calling her out. haha silly me. She was out all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly took the opportunity to get ready and meet up with Ken to repair my laptop. Like FINALLY! Omg! I had been waiting for this day since like er...i have no idea when. Anyway, the reason why i couldn't update my blog was bacause my keypad where not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pffttt. what a bummer! I couldn't use my E,D and C key. I had this same problem too not too long ago except that it was the letters O,K and M i think and &amp;amp;%#@ now i gotta send it for repair again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another awful incident that happened lately was when i was waiting for Ken at Yew MRT station after one of my papers. Well, I was on the phone with my old lady and she apperently asked me to get something for her from 7-11. And when i was on my way there, all of a sudden I saw this wierd looking dirty china man with mould growing on his clothes looking at me and my hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He than came up to me and was blabbering about wanting to know some informations about the POSB insurance shiznazz to me. But i couldn't understand a thing cus he was speaking in chinese. So i ignored him and carried on walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it was so obvious he was trying to be funny! I mean why in the black mother earth would he ask about some insurance shit when i'm in my school uniform. I kept shaking my head and moving away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he finally gave up, he tried touching my shoulder. Eeew! I totally freaked out and ran away! believe me this is not the first time this kinda things happen to me. Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward:&lt;br /&gt;Ken and i have been pretty okay. Althought at times i know i know i have been acting like the biggest bitch that ever lived in this world. But i'm glad he cools down faster now and forgives me for being a bimbo(: Not forgetting he is still in "probation". So he still has to be on his best behaviour till im satisfied. From all the quarreling.. you know where the probation comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im on my way to Sim Lim Square to get a few gadget with Ken later. So i'll continue again some other day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3469725417028586819?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3469725417028586819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3469725417028586819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3469725417028586819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3469725417028586819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/10/misery-business.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5496702157588434408</id><published>2007-09-29T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T03:41:45.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/xx-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally recieve some of the pics from the Sentosa trip. She forgot t send me the pics taken in the cable car. Hmph! But anyways.... that's us just fooling around enjoying the sun(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/cart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/mn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/b-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/m-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/zz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5496702157588434408?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5496702157588434408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5496702157588434408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5496702157588434408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5496702157588434408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-finally-recieve-some-of-pics-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5186921063268968509</id><published>2007-09-26T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:11:13.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so lazy lazy lazy! Ken and I stayed at my Dads place and woke up pretty late. Well our plan today was actually to spend the whole day studying but apparently the plan once again backfired. So we had our lunch/dinner at Pizza hut at causeway point and left with a very very satisfied tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken left for home to 'break fast' and I'm here at my woodlands flat collecting a few stuffs. I'm meeting Ken again and probably hit town again to change my spoilt gladiator sandal:( which he accidentally step last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, i finally went to Sentosa yesterday with Joyce and Vanessa and we had a great time taking pictures with the Nikon D50 and was just enjoying the sun. We rode the cable car cus Joyce was being such a baby. She was soo looking forward to the cable car ride and couldn't stop screaming. Oh and I've been bugging Ken to get a Nikon cam too aha and he finally agreed to it(: Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did silly cartwheels on the beach, no actually it was only me hahaha and Van just kept taking silly pictures of me and Joyce sun-tanning with our shirt on our face. Oh and Joyce ended up having sunburns on her arm and i didn't(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was terrific and i was soo glad it didn't rain but not really satisfied with my tan hmph! Van than treated us Sushi for dinner at Vivo city and spend $85 altogether. ahah i couldn't thank her more. We had jelly fishes, cold to fu (Joyce's fav) lots and lots of Salmon cus they &amp;hearts; it and eels cus it was my fav(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went our separate ways. I went to meet up with Ken and his long time no see friends and just chilled at Lido for awhile. Than we bumped into a couple of friends Aj and Terence and than started slacking at Cine and Starbucks in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken and i were suppose to slack at Geylang with Din but apparently he didn't call us and were stuck in town. Ugh! So much for asking Ken to follow him to Geylang lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i had fun(: whoohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5186921063268968509?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5186921063268968509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5186921063268968509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5186921063268968509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5186921063268968509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-so-lazy-lazy-lazy-ken-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7734575454711585465</id><published>2007-09-23T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T13:40:06.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/lolol.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning cupcakes(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so nice to wake up to a wonderful Sunday morning with the birds chirping the sun smiling and WAIT! having a terrible terrible STOMACHE!? And its not like any other ordinary stomache that i'm talking about (where u have to do the poopoo) but its the one where u just want to rip your whole womb out and chuck it in the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh! Why do we have to do all this silly little things uhh! tell me! And than we get ourselves into silly little trouble and than the folks come in and it won't be a silly little trouble anymore it would be a huge huge trouble. so you see.... (i don't see it either) Lets just change the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so im browsing through myspace hopping and hopping..&amp;amp; I totally ♥France. I just love the people and everything about them. I know it's still fasting month so i secretly eating and drinking in kens room while i'm typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it, i woke up and i started vacuuming the whole house i even turned it upside down and dust the whole place inseide out. Phew! &amp;amp; I think i just lost a few pounds (giggles).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I was totally annoyed by Kens GrandDad when he suddenly did all this wierd stuff i shan't elaborate and i couldn't wait to get out of the house&amp;amp; blablabla and when i finally did, i met up with ken after his pathetic job and slacked at Mac. Ohh and guess who we saw, MARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she has a little lamb on her arm. awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siti and her girlfriend was there too &amp;amp; so we just chit chatted till Mary and the girls had to leave. ken and I stayed for a little while longer talking about his family and my family and the ghost in my house and about silly little dogs and cats and mouse and rats....???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/op.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; we ended our day like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, im having curry puffs from polar and a cup of hot milo for lunch. is that considered as half fasting? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's Kens last day today like finally! He has more time to teach me in my oh so not going too well studies and prolly just scrape through the paper. Oh gosh. Can't wait for all this paper stuffs to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm so missing my grams even though she's such a nag sometimes.. well most of the times la. but when she keeps quiet...she's soo cute &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooops excuse mua but i have to use the bathroom now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly i want to say that i super adore &lt;strong&gt;Audrey Hepburn!&lt;/strong&gt; Ahh &lt;strong&gt;SHE&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;THE&lt;/strong&gt; sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/t-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;♥doll &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7734575454711585465?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7734575454711585465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7734575454711585465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7734575454711585465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7734575454711585465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/09/good-morning-cupcakes-its-so-nice-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-1891834799767772176</id><published>2007-09-21T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T13:21:05.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/gg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not even fasting and yet i have not been eating for the pass week, well except for dinner time cus that's when Ken's family break their fast. All i ever had was junk foods like chips, cakes and cup noodles. pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so anyway, i think im starting to get used to staying at Kenzee's crib for the like the pass 9-10 days. His mom would be coming back from India tomorrow &amp;amp; soon my Grams coming back home in like a weeks time too. It goes to show that time really flies when you're having fun without stress or naggings or having to clean the house &amp;amp; so i guess i'll be crawling back home to my usually oh so boring life when they arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another upcoming event that's going to happen in like a weeks time would be my National exam. Ugh! I can feel butterflies in my grumbling tummy now. I haven't started studying nor have a prepared anything yet for the stressful event. (pulling my hair!) Need desparate help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, Kenzee just got me this ♥Morgan gladiator sandal at Paragon which he and i actually fell in love with the moment we saw it, it was practically calling us on the shelf. Aww... we immidiately got it on the spot(: he knows i've been dying to have a gladiator sandal for like a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; than we were back to more shopping, talking, and walking. He got himself two pair of skinnies and a shirt at Topman. Can you believe he spend his entire pay on those. hahah it was so painful for him and he kept saying "wah, my wallet feels so tired" Everything! Gone! kapoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lovely time with him that day and soon ended the night breaking fast with his GrandDad back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i had the most awful experience in my life! I had the most torturing tummy cram everrr! It hurt soo bad that i could'nt help but cry. Even Ken's Grand came back from visiting his grandma in the graveyard didn't know what to do. So i called Ken at work and it was sweet of him to rush back home and send me to the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and he got the day off in the end(: So he could spend time with me. Back on track, it was a horrible horrible feeling cus i was feeling dizzy &amp;amp; felt like vomiting all the time (hello, i know what ur thinking but watever it is ur wrong!) There was even the moment of time when i felt like i was going to faint but nahh.. i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Doc gave me some pills well actually it was quite alot of pills and told me to avoid cold drinks. Thank gawd im feeling much betta now, thanks to Kenzee who was there for me all the time, he saved my life!! goooo-wey oooo-wey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess im going to munch on my chocolate chip fudge cookie Kens mom bought for me at Candy empire. Cus i think my tummy is creating a mosh pit soon &amp;amp; that cookie would be my life saviour too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my disliking, I hate Club Marc! The people there can rot and die in hell! All they know how to do is get fucked and get pregnant and they think they are all so sophisticated. Well i can shove sophisticated up their loose ass! New York my foot when all their stuffs are cheaply manufactured in china. They are not any close of being related to New York at all. All those customers who buys clothing from them would probably die due to their clothes catching on fire.&lt;br /&gt;Dumb shop! May you close down and go bankrupt. Amen(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well toodles and enjoy some pictures taken when i was in the Phillippines &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/w-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day. That was our room. Had some wacky drinking session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/do.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/t-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken in one of the bar. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/e-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken on a tricycle doing his thang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/y.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hundred Island(: Where we went snorkeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/O-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse back riding in Baguio. The coolest place to be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/l-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it was goodbye to Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats about it(: We did had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-1891834799767772176?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/1891834799767772176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=1891834799767772176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1891834799767772176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1891834799767772176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/09/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-4367777867579995712</id><published>2007-09-13T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:14:12.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally back home in Singapore, in woodlands, in my boring house, in my small room. I was in the Philippines, my third world country for a week doing all the stress free stuffs. Man i miss that place already. All the memories, the fun time i had there. Ken had a blast and surprisingly he misses the place too. Awww. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad brought me, my brother and Ken to so many places. Like the hundred Island and Baguio. We went snorkeling but i was too scared looking under the water so i ended up swimming around keeping my head above the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we even swam under this cave and there were like so many bats. It was so freaky! My brother even spotted this stingray like shoe horse crab thingy and i totally freaked out drowning Ken hahahah. I was climbing all over him so that my leg wouldn't touch the ground. I'll post pictures in my next entry oui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Island hopped throughout the whole journey and went looking for more places to snorkel but most of the places were full of rocks so we ended the day early(: Ended the day with my dad having a swollen feet and Ken with cuts and scratches on his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back home, we left for Baguio the same night. haha totally wicked! We were dead shack but were also looking forward to the journey there. So we took a bus up and waited for like 2 hours for another bus to bring us there and it was like 4 in the morning sheesh!. I couldn't help but to sleep during the whole bus ride. It was so uncomfortable and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like a 5 hour drive to Baguio which is up on a mountain. 15ooo feet above sea level. Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;The place was super cold. The malls didn't even need air-conditioning.. they have this huge open space where the cool air could enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode on horses which lasted an hour. Ken totally freaked out when his horse started attacking this other wild horse which came out from no where. hahah. So we went up and down the steep hills. Okay and the horses didn't really smell nice lol. They kept pooing and peeing everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didn't stay there for the night which was a total bitch cus staying there at night was the best. It was much colder and you'll see smokes coming out from your mouth hahaha. But my Dad wanted to leave early. Pffftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on our last day, we had a small little party in my room. My stepbrother with his Girlfriend, me and Ken and my brother were all drunk! Yes! We all had this drink Tanador i think and got a little too high, Ken even said he was a cat fish lol. He was doing this cat fish thingy on his face haha. Oh and my brother was the first person to puke. Silly billy! We Soon decided to sneak out to this "hip club" hahaha. pfttt. And continued drinking San Miguel light and just danced the night away hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was like the center of attraction lol. He was the only one shuffling there hahaha and someone even took a video of him lol. It was so hilarious. The next day, Ken had this massive hangover. He wanted to puke all the time but managed to control himself (: goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward: Left the place at 10am, hugs and kisses, took a bus to the airport had lunch and waited to board the plane. It was only me and Ken back home again. Hais and now I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing everyone there now. DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, i've missed like 4 days of lesson in school including today. I just didn't have the mood to go back to school and now i have to get an Mc gosh! I'll be meeting Jap later and Ken after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still home alone cus my grand decided to stay there longer with my brother. Okay I'm freaking bored!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out for the pictures in my next enrty people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-4367777867579995712?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/4367777867579995712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=4367777867579995712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4367777867579995712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4367777867579995712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello-singaporeans.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7983936460443459570</id><published>2007-09-02T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:20:35.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"The perfect words never crossed my mind, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuz there was nothin' in there but you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I felt every ounce of me screaming out, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But the sound was trapped deep in me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I wanted just sped right past me, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While I was rooted fast to the earth, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could be stuck here for a thousand years, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Without your arms to drag me out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There you are standing right in front of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There you are standing right in front of me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this fear falls away to leave me naked,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold me close, cuz I need you to guide me to safety.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No, I don't want to wait forever &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the confusion and the aftermath, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are my signal fire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only resolution and the only joy,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, I don't want to wait forever&lt;/em&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just listening to this by &lt;strong&gt;Snow Patrol&lt;/strong&gt; on the radio and it made me feel all comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home now. The only reason why I'm here stuck at home is because I'm down with a fever. No thanks to the fishing trip i had with Ken and his family yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun was blazing hot! &amp;&amp;amp; i had sun burns all over my arm and my nose. Ouch! &amp;&amp;amp; it hurts like a bitch. We caught a lot of fishes mostly all the same small ones. Cat fishes. It was fun overall but damn tiring. Kens parents were acting all lovey dovey on the boat and were pinching each others ahem... parts. (shall not elaborate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we left the place at around 5 &amp; so Ken followed me back home too. I got ready for the big night when it turned out well let's just say the way i wanted it too. They were selling the ticket For Paul Van Dyke, Zouk at 33 bucks each. &amp;amp; i almost couldn't get in lol! Bouncers are such a pain in the ass! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i partied the night away. The music was great but the crowd wasn't. It was super super crowded. Packed with lots and lots of 'ang mohs'. I hate dancing behind a huge wall. It irritates me especially when they are sweaty. Eeew! So Ken got a little high hahaha and Jap was drunk. And as for me...i was neither drunk nor high. What a bummer! I end up looking out for them haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left early cus Ken has to work the next day. I was unbelievably tired. I slept straight away when i hit the sack. Oh and lol we almost didnt have enough money for cab hahaah we were sooo lucky we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored and restless now. Been on the laptop for the pass hour. Studied a little for my upcoming exam too and prolly continue again when Ken gets back home from work. He's bringing me dinner:) awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait for exams to be over so i can enjoy the rest f my holidays. Soooo, finally I'm home alone! My gram and bro left yest morning &amp;&amp;amp; this is weird but I'm feeling rather empty. lol. I don't know why, maybe because I'm sick. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess I'll hit the books soon. I cant stand the loneliness and the boredom already ahhh. Ain't got the mood to upload any pictures. Please lighten me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7983936460443459570?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7983936460443459570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7983936460443459570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7983936460443459570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7983936460443459570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/09/perfect-words-never-crossed-my-mind-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2819618780619987192</id><published>2007-08-29T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T16:46:22.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think it was the summertime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I laid eyes on you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I didn't even know your name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somehow we'd end up in the same room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It never crossed my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never saw you like that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I should've listened to my best friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She knew it would be a perfect match&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a typical love story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Started out as friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We met way back when&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is just a typical love story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The boy you never wanted just steals your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never saw it comin' 'til I fell so hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always made up some excuse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saying you that weren't my type&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Didn't want to face the truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Didn't want to cross that line'til one day I saw you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out of the corner of my eye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were flirting with some girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And inside I thought I would die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a typical love story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Started out as friends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We met way back when&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is just a typical love story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The boy you never wanted just steals your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never saw it comin' 'til I fell so hard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't believe its happening&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I least expect it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My prince under disguise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How you fooled me with those eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I feel like letting go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In your arms is where I know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From the beginning we always belong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Love Story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Love Story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Love Story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Katharine Mcphee's&lt;/em&gt; was wearing this yellow mini dress and i think she look A-Mazing! Oh and i loved how she was dancing around too. Simply Gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have less than a week left to my major major exam &amp; what the hell am i doing! BLOGGING! Gawd! I can't help it. I open my textbook i flip to the page, i read the first few sentences, nothing goes up to my head than my stomach's starts rumbling and I'm off to the Kitchen. Poof! Concentration gone! &lt;strong&gt;Ahhhh.&lt;/strong&gt; I'm going insane! Get me a tranquiliser this instant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way too much stress going on there. Its best to avoid it. So i checked my mail &amp;amp;&amp; there were a couple of pictures my Aunt from the US emailed to me. Mostly of their summer vacation and stuffs like that. &amp;amp;&amp; I thought it would be so super cool to be leave there. I told my Aunt i couldn't wait to visit her place and just chill out with my cousins (: I miss them!!! Aww...♥ So okay I'll upload some of the pics she send me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This was taken at one of their great aunts log cabin. They were having a campfire night out. How cool;) Anyway,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st pic: That's my cousin David with his Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd: Chopping those huge logs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd: Burn burn burn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th: mmm..Hot-dogs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay, this is where they leave. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st &amp; 2nd pic: My Cousin Bryce (bear bodied), David and their dad in action. Cleaning their porch. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Simply adore their garden..aww the green pasture! I could run around all day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd pic: Having a little get-together. &amp;&amp;amp; that's their older sis Kristen. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4th: Look at those roses growing behind their house. (:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;lovely isn't it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to me, once again, I've skipped school today and have been a very naughty naughty girl. Instead of going to school where i belong (in the mornings) I was up bright and early &amp;&amp;amp; landed up at Kens doorstep &amp;&amp;amp; just watched him get ready for work which a was a total waste of time. Pffttt. Way to go Glen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when he made his move, i decided to meet up with my classmate to supposedly "study" but &lt;em&gt;ugh!&lt;/em&gt; It sooo did not happen. Me opening the book for like 30min and than me closing the book. &lt;strong&gt;TA-DA!&lt;/strong&gt; The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doomed. But I'm so looking forward to the weekend. ): How can i party peacefully with all that worries &amp; stress at the back of my head. &amp;amp;&amp; Don't you fucking dare tell me what to do Niggers cuz why don't you look at yourself first before u look at me and tell me what have you been doing son of a bitches. You end up failing! &lt;strong&gt;Hardy-har-har&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough! Apparently I'm invited to a fishing trip again. &lt;strong&gt;Mental note:&lt;/strong&gt; This time, wear slippers! But Ken ain't coming cuz he'll be working. What a bummer. He had been wailing telling me how he wants to go so much. Oh well, the least he could do is get the day off (i guess). Pity that poor soul. He ain't enjoying his job at all. Well i think his work place sucks. I hate the manager, the boss and the fucking shop! Soo not professional! If i were him...I'll er... i have no idea. lol. Prolly just stick to the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/story.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I had a spanking good time yesterday with Sweetie Ken, we collected our air ticket and changed our Singapore dollar at Lucky Plaza. Ohh, Cam-whored alot alot too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Count down:&lt;/strong&gt; 2 more days till I'm officially &lt;strong&gt;HOME ALONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muacks!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2819618780619987192?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2819618780619987192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2819618780619987192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2819618780619987192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2819618780619987192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-think-it-was-summertime-when-i-laid.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3538586829106430237</id><published>2007-08-26T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:21:34.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/save.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oui Oui!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh uh uh uh oh ooh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why'd you have to go-oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;away from home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the first time me looking at your eyes&lt;br /&gt;me be tell you want a guy like me (guy like me)&lt;br /&gt;we use to have good times on the evening&lt;br /&gt;me and you chilling on the beach (on the beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We use to kiss and caress and trust me&lt;br /&gt;girl it feels so sweet (feels so sweet)&lt;br /&gt;den one day you move&lt;br /&gt;now I'm feeling kinda blue&lt;br /&gt;cause we hear you say you leave (you leave)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm drowning in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;somebody come and take me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uh uh uh uh oh ooh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;why'd you have to go-oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;away from home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restless! So fucking restless. Someone please save me from this very very boring world! Im stuck at home with nothing to do...i've been staring at the laptop since i woke up and did nothing but click click click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken came over to my place last night and decided to spend the night with me (: how cool! Anyway, as i was happill sleeping, it suddenly got cold and i found my blanky hiding under Ken's big fat booty. So i woke up and snatched it back from him but unfortunately he woke up hahaha ooops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snuggled with him forawhile till i went back to my bed and continued my beauty sleep, accept for the fact that i &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; look beautiful when i sleep but that's beside the point. So snoring snoring, finally Ken woke up like 7:30am in the morning and I was still in lalalalalal land enjoying my dream. Anyhow, i forced myself to get up. I had no choice. I wonder how he manages to keep himself awake so early in the morning. Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had to get up early for work . So i had to drag my lazy ass to the kitchen and made him breakfast. Aww! I know... just lika a married couple..but &lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. He was so cute throughout the morning. Than i sent him off to work but he was late, for like 20min. hahaha and it was all my fault i guess. I kinda boiled alot of stuff this morning and that wasted alot of his time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no plans today but i might just pop by his place during his break. Im so not in the mood to study now. Wait a minute, i &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; had he mood to study! Darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3538586829106430237?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3538586829106430237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3538586829106430237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3538586829106430237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3538586829106430237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/oui-oui-uh-uh-uh-uh-oh-ooh-whyd-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2929424744398952313</id><published>2007-08-25T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T15:23:40.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/maucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonjour, Hunny Bunny.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's like a week more to &lt;em&gt;Paul Van Dyke&lt;/em&gt; at ZOUK! Ahh, I don't know if im the only one excited but who cares! Im so going and party all the way! Ken was like, i hope they play Rave Me (ugh! his all time fave song) OMG! &lt;strong&gt;Mental note:&lt;/strong&gt; Need to wear comfy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and not frgetting my &lt;strong&gt;HOUSE PARTY!&lt;/strong&gt; I hope it happen cus it better happen. No buts! I want it to be perfect...lol. Like how perfect can any party go right! So it's happening on the 5th of September...there'll be lots of drinks(: ohhh i &amp;hearts;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to some serious stuff. Ken finally has a job at Vivo City and im still stuck looking for one. &lt;strong&gt;ARGH!&lt;/strong&gt; Why why! Am i not pretty enough! How pretty do you want me to be people! hahahahah okay im just bored. Shoot me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/blog1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the weekend! Woohoo. okay, nothing to be excited about beacuse i've been cooped up at home feeling so so restless. It has been raining for the past few days and my rashes are killing me. Well, at least i haven gotten sick yet! Whoopee! Been shivering in and out of trains and buses. Pfftt, gawd! what happened to the weather. I want it to stop already! &lt;strong&gt;Mental not:&lt;/strong&gt; Always bring a sweater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on a brighter note, Ken's mumsy bought me a top from G2000 (cus she got Ken some working shirt there) and this hot pants from Club Marc. It was so cute! Too bad they had only one colour left but i took it still! (: greedy me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/blog-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miu and Jap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tsk tsk...&lt;/em&gt; i can't wait for prom! I already had a rough idea of what to wear. But im still deciding if i should wear a short dress or a long flowing one. Oh and im also stuck with heels or no heels. hahahah. &lt;em&gt;clap.clap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merci! Merci!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥doll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2929424744398952313?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2929424744398952313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2929424744398952313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2929424744398952313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2929424744398952313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/bonjour-hunny-bunny.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5460948355646873208</id><published>2007-08-22T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T16:15:06.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/z-3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shimmy shimmy coco puff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're standing at the door&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You look even better than you did before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staring at my feet&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if I can do this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been a while but I couldn't forget you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little look has got me feeling things&lt;br /&gt;Just a little touch has got me seeing things&lt;br /&gt;Just a little taste has got me off the chains&lt;br /&gt;Doing things that I don't want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do it like you do it to me (I'm burning up)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do it like you do it to me (it's not enough)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do it like you do it to me just open up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't you know how much I want you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting real close and I can feel your breath&lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch your hand but I lay back&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you know this thing could sprial in the night&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my mind I'm ready for you this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting real close I can feel your breath&lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch your hand but I lay back&lt;br /&gt;We're sitting real close I can feel your breath&lt;br /&gt;I wanna touch your hand I cannot fight it off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nelly Furtado&lt;/strong&gt; is the bomb! Sweetness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy has been grumbbling since i got home from school. Can't wait to have that mash potatoe grammes made &lt;em&gt;yummy!&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, i got back my results for chemistry and physics and &lt;em&gt;pffttt&lt;/em&gt; what else can i say. I suck at it! I failed both the papers. &lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; Not forgetting my math and malay too. But i was prepared to fail though so i couldn't give a tiny shit about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be starting on my new job soon.&lt;strong&gt; IM GOING BACK TO ZARA.&lt;/strong&gt; Well that's &lt;strong&gt;IF&lt;/strong&gt; i ever get the job and accept me back after all those racket going on last year. So anyways, i know i won't be working with the same people but at least the basic salary increased and i still got some of my chickies (full timers) who can entertain me(:&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of getting all that money made me drool all over stuffs i saw yesterday when i was out with Ken at Vivo. Like this really cute sweater which i was considering getting from &lt;strong&gt;NewUrbanMale.&lt;/strong&gt; Ohh and not forgetting trying out &lt;strong&gt;Marche's&lt;/strong&gt; new outlet too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! I can just go on and on but apparently i can't. Im dying of starvation. Im too hungry. Fuck this shit. Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5460948355646873208?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5460948355646873208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5460948355646873208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5460948355646873208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5460948355646873208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/shimmy-shimmy-coco-puff-youre-standing.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3125752607887836450</id><published>2007-08-19T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T19:48:56.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/kick.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stronger better faster stronger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senses telling me you're looking&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it on my skin (Whoa)&lt;br /&gt;Boy I wonder what would happen&lt;br /&gt;If I trip and let you in&lt;br /&gt;Don't get shook my my aggression&lt;br /&gt;I just might be the one&lt;br /&gt;Let's skip this conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just whine your body up(Ha Ha Ha)&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna wait no more(Ha Ha Ha)&lt;br /&gt;You got what I'm searching for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm feeling your vibing&lt;br /&gt;I'm riding high is exotic&lt;br /&gt;And I want you, I want you here&lt;br /&gt;Pull me closer and closer and&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight to your body&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel you, I wanna feel you near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!&lt;br /&gt;Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!&lt;br /&gt;Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!&lt;br /&gt;Whine up, whine up, whine up, oye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my &amp;%$# Gawd! This is a so must to have song when you hit the club. That's when you get to see all the horny guys grinding those bitch'as asses. They were havin RnB going on at zouk and Future was having this drum &amp; base thingy. Haha Ken and I would always think that they are under some kind of ritual or spell lol. &amp; the best thing was that NO one was there. Well close to less than 50 people. The dancefloor was basically empty. Guess they prefer bumping to the sounds of RnB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i enjoyed myself, especially when this random girl talked to me on the podium. Obviously she was drunk, but apperently she was helping me from those big fat 'ang mo' ladies who came up and took up the space on the podium. I didn't have any space to dance and she made space for me. Hahaha. She kept saying "WAH! They every big uh! Walao come come i help you...aiyoyo!" Hahaha i couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/edit-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Fang Wei. My ex ZARA mate(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan left the club just when his fav raggaeton beats where blasting on the speaker. Boy he missed the fun. So it was Me, Ken and a few friends here and there left. We decided to just stop the dancing and observe how people dance instead, you'll be surprise at how those people who makes a fool out of themselves thinks that they are actually "hawt!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at around 5 and i spend the rest of the night at Ken's place. Overall it was a good day. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A ese nene lo tengo trikiao (oye)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cuando lo bailo lo bailo de lao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y lo empujo lo tengo tumbao&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Con mis caderas lo tengo amansao wind!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3125752607887836450?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3125752607887836450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3125752607887836450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3125752607887836450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3125752607887836450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/stronger-better-faster-stronger.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5855633508872898721</id><published>2007-08-18T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T18:31:40.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/e-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supadupafly&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was awesome. Met up with Ken, did a few errands and headed to &lt;strong&gt;Botanical Garden&lt;/strong&gt;. Ken always wanted to visit that place and finally we did! We took lots and lots of pics and just admired the swans more oh and not forgetting those cute little puppies running around in the park. Omg gosh so cute im telling you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was exhausted and perspiring lol. We almost covered the whole garden but decided to head to town when the sun was setting. There were lots of mosquitoes too. Met up with Wati, Mary, Joyce and the gang at Far East soon later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/z-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was my school off day. Er, maybe not really an off day hahah but i was free from school due to the prelim exam which is still going on. Ken has an exam coming up so i accompanied him to his school but he ended up wasting his time playing with his PSP. &lt;em&gt;Sheesh!&lt;/em&gt; After a couple of times nagging at him i decided to let him be anyway, i was too engrossed with Elle's magazine, reading the latest gossips and latest fashion wear. Ohhhh lala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after he was satisfied with his game, we headed to town again and met up with Vin. We drove to Plaza Sing and it was a huge mistake. The traffic was heavy and it took us like 15 to 20 min to arrive there only to find out that the parking space in Plaza Sing and cathay and even the building next to cathay FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this long que of vehicles waiting and Ken was really not in the mood to wait in line so we dropped Vin and headed back home instead which turned out to be our worst day ever. Remember i told you that the traffic was heavy, it really was cus cars were cutting each other and they were just changing lanes like nobody's business. So we had to be very careful. But it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken was changing lane and didn't check his blindspot and out of no where, a car just came and cut his place causing Kens car to hit onto the other cars backside. There were few scratches here and there and dents too. I was really pissed, well we were both pissed but i think i was the angrier one. I knew something was going to happen. I guess, they are settling everything now and hope it doesnt cost a bomb repairing those shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Its a Saturday and im not gonna let anyone ruin my day(: Planning of heading down to Zouk later in the evening. Meeting up a couple of friends and hopefully just enjoy the night. I can't wait! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ this pic! Look at that turtle. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5855633508872898721?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5855633508872898721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5855633508872898721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5855633508872898721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5855633508872898721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/thursday-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-249409740724700496</id><published>2007-08-16T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T15:58:24.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/hmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be your young girl but I know how to have fun&lt;br /&gt;I got them boys chasing me trying to make me the one&lt;br /&gt;When I'm out shopping it's like having a gun&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I wanna get, got them boys caught up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a hot hot shorty&lt;br /&gt;But you gotta slow down (slow down)&lt;br /&gt;You don't know me (don't know me)&lt;br /&gt;If you in a hot hot hurry&lt;br /&gt;You gotta go now (go now), back up off me (off me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ooh, I got them going crazy you see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uh ooh, head over heels for me ooh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uh ooh, weak in the knees for me boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uh ooh, 'cause you are so damn easy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause you are so damn easy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause you are so damn easy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I'm much rather than you think that I act like you know&lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm a teen it don't mean that I'm slow&lt;br /&gt;I think you're a cutie boy, but you're turning me off&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta play hard to get and then it's on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get that song outta ma head for this past couple of days and i even got caught listening to that song in class yest. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, it's the end of prelim but i have to say im not very confident i could pass most of them cus i've not been studying. Ugh! Goodness. And Ken, i don't blame you, but since you want to take the blame well, i'll give it to you hahahaah. Evil evil Glen! I didn't even do the whole of paper 4 for Chemistry. All 6 pages of it &lt;strong&gt;BLANK!&lt;/strong&gt; What am i to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's beacuse ive been having late nights this whole week. It was just out with his folks having dinner, driving them in the entire Singapore. Got a little cranky from all the driving the parents here and there and fetching them here and there thingy though (you get the point) but i guess i got used to it. His mom is paying for everything anyway, so can't complain much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/final.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most exciting time on &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;. Ken and his folks, including mua! ofcourse drove up to Mount Faber and road on the cable car. And finally &lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt; i overcome my fear of heights. The first time i rode a cable car to Sentosa, i was sitting on the floor screaming my head off. I couldn't bare look down. And my eyes were shut the whole time. &lt;strong&gt;AHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt; But phew! Im safe now(: I think im starting to like cable cars. Maybe I should try that dine on the cable car thing (&gt;_&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the ride, we had dinner at the &lt;em&gt;Jewel box&lt;/em&gt; and i ordered this &lt;em&gt;seafood aglio olio&lt;/em&gt; something something and i think my previous workplace Olio taste much nicer. But still, i managed to finish up the entire plate(: lol. So we had this and that and than, the bill came and &lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; they spend quite alot for just dinner alone. $380 in total. Now i could buy a whollata things with that kinda cash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, drove around town with his parents and had dinner at Garuda. The food was yummy..well maybe thta's because i was starving. So yea anyway, i got kinda bored forawile and started playing with the glass. You know by wetting the tip of your finger and placing it round and round the glass and it makes this loud sound after that. Hahah Ken (just like a little boy) got so facinated by it and didnt give up trying to make the sound. I couldn't hold back my laughter cus his brother and dad and even his granfather joined in the fun. &lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt; It was funny cus this guy suddenly came in and said "there's radiation in my ear" hahahahaha. Nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yadayada it's finally official that im going to the philippines somewhere in September and Ken is joining me! It'll be so fun. Not forgetting Grams is leaving first so that means i get to have the whole house to myself for a week and than it'll be my turn to fly there. Ohhh, i can't wait for that to happen. I just hope he won't be disgusted with the place &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pfffttt&lt;/span&gt;. You know ken... his that type.. that you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard &lt;em&gt;Paul Van Dyke&lt;/em&gt; is coming to &lt;strong&gt;Zouk &lt;/strong&gt;on the 1st of Sep too. Can't wait baby!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, my hairs are standing now from all the excitement. What to wear what to wear...good lord!&lt;br /&gt;Geez, all the excitement has made my tummy grumble. Ugh! Where's Ken, he's suppose to bring me food. hahahahah. Im bored okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see Akon! And there's special ticket price for student. Can't wait to grab it. (drool!)&lt;br /&gt;Guess it'll be Akon banging on our headphones from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-249409740724700496?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/249409740724700496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=249409740724700496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/249409740724700496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/249409740724700496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-might-be-your-young-girl-but-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-9001955201982414489</id><published>2007-08-11T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T13:46:58.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/lol.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe&lt;br /&gt;Without you here by my side?&lt;br /&gt;How will I see&lt;br /&gt;When your love brought me to the light?&lt;br /&gt;Where do I go&lt;br /&gt;When your heart's where I lay my head?&lt;br /&gt;When you're not with me,&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe?&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken and i have been grooving to this song for the past few days in his car. He loves it. &amp;&amp;amp; he also thinks Mario is Hot. Er... not to me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I just fell in love the moment i heard Kanye West new single &lt;em&gt;Stronger&lt;/em&gt; sampling the sounds of death punk. &lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; Totally ♥ it.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's finally the weekend! And Singapore just celebrated it's&lt;em&gt; 42nd B'day!&lt;/em&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; i must say it has been the best week ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i was finally out with Ken to Zouk last sat. Yeah the first time with him. Met up with that old goat Jap. Vin, Daniel and Wan was there and some people who are im not so interested in. The guys were so interested in this australian guy's conversation when they were smoking till they got a little carried away talking about yes the universal topic &lt;em&gt;sex&lt;/em&gt;. I felt uncomforable though lol and i had to nudge Ken every min to tell that boy to stop it already. He acts just like a little boy when it comes to this kinda things. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pfftt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, i've been riding in ken's car for the whole week and he even gave me the chance to drive it hahaha &amp;&amp;amp; it went pretty well. To me. Not to him. He thought i sucked. lol. Because of all the late night driving, he's been falling asleep pretty often at my place. I have to admit he has improve in his driving, no crashing into vans, no scratching of walls &amp;&amp;amp; well maybe just a little hitting of curbs. lol. But, you've improved boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, met up with Ken after school. We went to watch&lt;em&gt; Alone&lt;/em&gt; and it was super scary. Yeah the plot was interesting. &amp;&amp;amp; the twin with the specs really looks scary! &amp;&amp;amp; i was wondering why is that piece of meat attaching them together, sticking out the whole time. Aren't they suppose to wear one huge piece of dress or something to at least cover up that disgusting stuff.. Anyway, the movie was cool although i was covering my eyes like for almost the entire show hahah. Especially when she's hanging on ceiling fan in her room. Ahhh. &lt;strong&gt;STOP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, Yesterday, I was out fishing with Ken and his family, his mom rented a boat and we sailed out to i don't have a clue where &amp;&amp;amp; just started fishing when the boat stopped. &lt;strong&gt;HAHA&lt;/strong&gt; it was hilarious cus Ken was getting all pissed cus he couldnt master the technique of throwing the bate into the sea as far as possible. Well, but he still enjoyed himself. We caught lots of fishes, well Galamore fishes?? and cat fishes. His cousin and mom got all eeeky when they saw his dad hooking the centipede onto the hook. It was wriggling and struggling and all. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/b-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it got too dark and the sea was all blackish, we had our dinner and lay on top of the boat looking at the stars. We had a one and a half hour joy ride to Johor than back to Singapore. It was super cool cus it was so breezy and it was extra nice when we were singing to fergie's Big girls don't cry. The toilet sucks by the way. Argh. &lt;strong&gt;AWFUL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. got a few updates from my family overseas. &amp;&amp;amp; looks like my dad is getting married. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pfftt.&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't even be bothered. lol. &amp;&amp;amp; we have to fly off to see them during the september holidays. Terrible. It's just a week break and i had to spend it in that pathetic country. Hais. Oh &amp;&amp;amp; my iresponsible aunt 'kinda' misplaced my favourite cap which i left at her place. Ahhh. Could things get any worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those normal relaxed kinda day, i was at Kens place and we decided to watch Pretty in Pink, okay ♥ the show. Although its old but what the hack. It's still about geeky romance story. You know typical boy girl relationship. Overall i enjoyed it. &amp;&amp;amp; and im finishing this new book called &lt;em&gt;Singletini&lt;/em&gt;. Its a so must read book. Its by Little black dress. And i guarantee you'll love it. (Oh it's for girls only).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen's concert is like on the 14th and that's like so near! ken's mom is planning to go, yeap she's that hip haha. I would die to get hold of those tickets. ahhhhh. &lt;em&gt;Must-have-ticket!&lt;/em&gt; Hope she gets one for me. ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-9001955201982414489?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/9001955201982414489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=9001955201982414489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/9001955201982414489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/9001955201982414489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-do-i-breathe-without-you-here-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2967154273514709901</id><published>2007-08-02T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T14:06:09.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello sick sick world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recovered from yes another terrible horrible fever.&lt;br /&gt;My temperature was going up and down, high and low and i was feeling so helpless for the past few days. Been coughing, sneezing and damn my throat hurts the most. Okay, i think i just broke the record of falling ill once a week and 3 times a month.. Hmph! I'm certainly getting used to this. I think it's due to all the partying and smoking and late nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! What happened to my previous entry about stopping all this. Pfffttt, prolly all gone down the drain. Hah! Im too engrossed in doing stupid stuffs and i really can't help it. It's like someone possesed me into a party freak. Okay lol. Maybe not really a party freak. Ahh.. shut up Glen. I need to do somethng. &amp;&amp;amp; not having my Hp is a first step in controlling myself. Are you guys with me?? er..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so yeah, i send my little black beauty who's not been operating right for repair again.This is like the second time. If i ever have to send it for repair again i'll prolly ave to dick slap all of them. Ken was kind enough to follow me there. But haha he insisted anyway(: We had to wait for like 2 hours, i was grumbbling and mumbbling and yacking all the way and i was really sorry Ken had to go through all that. Well it was partly his fault too. I was HUNGRY! I had no choice i was geeting cranky and moody. pffttt. But but, i finally cooled down after dinner(: when i had my stomache filled with all sorts of nonsense. I &amp;hearts; FOOD! Thanks Ken! he knows what to do when i get all pissed with him. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. my keyboard is official unusable. So im off to have it repair tomorrow. Geez thanks for the warranty if not it'll prolly cost me a bomb always having to repair my piece of junk. I guess i have to wait for another 3 working days before i can collect it. &amp;&amp;amp; it's not easy going to the bloody HP building. Ohhh ohhh, i can't wait to collect my black beauty tomorrow. Im finally collecting in the evening. &amp;&amp;amp; i heard there's baybeats going on too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it's like riding on Ken's car when his angry, sad, insane and worried. Please believe me, you would never ever ever want to be riding in it. He gets this little mood swings and you may never know when he'll just crash the car into a tree or bang a padestrain. Gosh! It's that scary. &amp;&amp;amp; he's mom is renting a car soon, well to be exact tomorrow. &amp;&amp;amp; he's excited alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy is creating a mosh-pit inside and that means im in the mood for more nagging. Ahh.. damn i need food. Random random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having my first prelim paper tomorrow. Ahh there's so many things going on tomorrow! A FRIDAY! Oh and did i mention im having a mini dinner gathering at home today(: Good thing it's not happening tomorrow hehe. My Gramms has been craving for that Pizza fondue set meal thing and guess she'll be having it today(: Ohhh...im even hungrier (is there such a word??).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now im just listening to this track from Aly &amp;amp; Aj, potential breakup song over and over again. I can't seem to get it off my head ever since forever. I've been like jiggling to this song in and out of school haha. My friends are all annoyed by it haha. Bleh! You're all just pieces of granny knickers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2967154273514709901?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2967154273514709901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2967154273514709901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2967154273514709901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2967154273514709901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-sick-sick-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-9018842368239085839</id><published>2007-07-23T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:19:42.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/zouk.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouchhhh! My teeth is sooo hurting like a bitch! Someone get me a screw driver so i can just unscrew it and stopppp the pain! Okay, that was a little too much drama. I did visit my school dentist and they did some stuffs...you know the drilling and spraying and knocking and they found i had some calcules (spell..??) on my tooth that's giving me the pain. It causes my gums to swell and all. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffftttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; so the weekend just ended. Had alot of things going on during those past few days. It was just party party non stop. I hit &lt;strong&gt;Home club&lt;/strong&gt; on Friday after work and after visiting my managers room at &lt;strong&gt;Ritz Carlton&lt;/strong&gt;. He was having his birthday party &amp;&amp;amp; i f*cking fell in love with the view! The toilet was awesome, they had this huge glass without any curtain facing the highway. So it's like bathing naked on top of Singapore. Obviously, Cam-f*ucked alot in the toilet..mostly in the bathtub(: totall madness! ahar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayssss, back to home on Friday night. Had an absolute time with friends. Made new friends too, like this girl from France and some other girls from laselle and SMU. The Dj was spinning some of my &lt;strong&gt;FAV&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;hearts; songs and we were each given a light stick. It felt as if we were waving the sticks to an &lt;strong&gt;NDP&lt;/strong&gt; song. lol. We almost got into trouble with the security guard too &amp;&amp;amp; almost got our ass kicked out of the club. But we decided to run away when they were coming towards us. It was damn funny. In the end, i took a cab back with the SMU girl, she was kind enough to share the cab with me &amp;&amp;amp; it's a + that she's staying at woodlands too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i had some minor issues after all that fun and decided to spend the night at my Dads place. Slept like a f*cking piglett till god knows what time and watched E! entertainment on my telly before heading to work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;&amp; yes you guessed it! After work it was party-time again. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttt&lt;/span&gt; can you believe it. I met up with Jap and his cousin outside &lt;strong&gt;Zouk&lt;/strong&gt; and saw alot of familiar zouk faces too. Oh and i bumped into one of the regular customer in one of the corners of the dancefloor. LOL. Phuture is like forever packed but i couldn't help wobbling to the songs (: but Zouk is still the best! AHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/zouk2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/zouk1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/zouk3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after it ended, it started raining cats and dogs, beauty and beast, colgate and toothbrush.. okay &lt;strong&gt;LAME!&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;&amp;amp; we had to walk under the rain to get to the bus stop. Pffftttt. I was soaking wet. &amp;&amp;amp; it was freezing in the bus. Once again, stayed over my Dads place blasted some music and left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Monday and i hate mondays.&lt;br /&gt;*Had some &lt;strong&gt;ITE&lt;/strong&gt; talk. Pfffttt.&lt;br /&gt;*Didn't do my History Mock-exam.&lt;br /&gt;*Visited the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;*Was almost late for school.&lt;br /&gt;*Fell asleep once i reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-9018842368239085839?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/9018842368239085839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=9018842368239085839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/9018842368239085839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/9018842368239085839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/ouchhhh-my-teeth-is-sooo-hurting-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-8036965141446254865</id><published>2007-07-16T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T18:10:00.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/q-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so.. my weekend went well! I had work on Friday &amp; i didn't attend school. Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday i was working my cute ass out again but had the priviledge to leave my work place early cus it kinda closed late due to some very rude customers and i was complaining alot that day too so they decided to kick me out first. eherm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thenthenthen i was off to &lt;strong&gt;HOME CLUB!&lt;/strong&gt; Met up with Kambing (Jap) at Cityhall, &amp;amp;&amp; he so had to wait for me like forever haha cus i decided to have a little stop at Mac and the que took like foreverrrr. So i had take-away and was munching my way through citylink with my babe Devie.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp; yadaydayda he was so complaining like a little bitch and i was just laughing my ass off when i finally reached. Pffftttt. So after we arrived Home, Jap was going gagaga after this&lt;strong&gt; HAWT&lt;/strong&gt; guy hahaha who brought us in for free. lol. Madness. He's from Enlgand well apparently he's studying there and all that knickity yackyack. &amp;amp;&amp; i like his accent buttttt...enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap left me there and headed to Zouk cus i wan't that hip and hype about partying at Zouk that night and just decided to stick around Home with some familiar faces here and there and soo my night when out fine. It was shuffle shuffle shuffle all the way(: ohh whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my school week has been rather dry, plain....ugh okay &lt;strong&gt;BORING.&lt;/strong&gt; Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;*prelims is like in less than two weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;*Been sleeping during most okay, some lessons in class.&lt;br /&gt;*Started puffing after school.&lt;br /&gt;*NEVER studied at home.&lt;br /&gt;*Night classes...pfffttt...what is that??&lt;br /&gt;*Having bad bad bad hair days.&lt;br /&gt;*Spending my time doing practically nothing except when im working on Fri's and Sat's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;amp;&amp;amp; I so need to get lotsa stuffs. I just can't cramp it all in my head and not do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... help!? Feeling a slight pain here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week is about to end soon, hooray! Tmr's going to be Thurs and soon i'll be making my way down Zouk again this Saturday night! Its party party party. Care to woogey dooodey down with me anyone. Pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden craving for ice-cream waffles in this cold cold lonely July. (-.-)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-8036965141446254865?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/8036965141446254865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=8036965141446254865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/8036965141446254865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/8036965141446254865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2187149215244815882</id><published>2007-07-14T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T14:56:26.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hardy hardy hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/la.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glennys had a little lamb.&lt;br /&gt;Its fleece was white as snow.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere that Glennys went&lt;br /&gt;The lamb was sure to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mehhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think there are far more 'i have nothing else betta to do kinda people' in this world rather than 'i need to keep myself busy and do something useful in life people.'&lt;br /&gt;Point agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo, anyways, after much thinking last night, I have decided that i should stop thinking about my weight and start eating more. Gawd! my jeans was practically baggy when i wore it yesterday. I couldn imagine how my waist shrank in just 3 days. Hmm, a little extra fat won't hurt at all right? Unless the fat lands somewhere else like your tummy or your arm or your thighs than im sorry to say but you'll have nightmares for the rest of your teenage life girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i can say im slowly recovering from my virus. I hate being sick, i mean who likes being sick right! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttt.&lt;/span&gt; All you do is lay in bed with your ass stuck in between the sheets whatever that means and just moan and graon and cry. &lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt; That sounded so wrong. Not only that, you tend to grown dark patches just below your eye, you know like those really sick people in the hospital who are helpless and miserable and lonely taking for example &lt;strong&gt;MCR's&lt;/strong&gt; video &lt;em&gt;BlackParade&lt;/em&gt; hahaha that horrible looking dude. &lt;strong&gt;Hilarious!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrightttt, so i woke all of a sudden this morning (well actually Fatin rang me up this morning informing me to attend this silly malay talk and yadyada...not going into that.) feeling stony. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttt.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know. Got out of bed just like those Zombies in a horror 1930's flick you see on Tv, marched to the kitchen and realised how horrifying my hair was. Ahhhh. I hate mirrors, they make me look....??? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*blank*&lt;/span&gt; There wasn't any Tsunami in Singapore or World War 3 or terrorist attacking me last night and wondered what the hell happened to my &lt;a href="mailto:&amp;@%"&gt;&amp;amp;@%&lt;/a&gt; hair. And than i thought to myself, im not gonna touch it for as long as long as long as i want... -.-' make sense?...hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS! Gosh! Tell me something i don't know about them. All they do is make you cry. One moment they are all over you wanting you lots of sweet talks and the next &lt;strong&gt;SLAP!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Die BITCH! BAM POwWOw!&lt;/strong&gt; They'll hurt you like an innocent ant trying to bring back leaves into its nest. And i know for a fact that every girl devotes their tiny little heart to the person they truly think is the one in just a minute, all it takes is just that minute and your heart will be shattered into thousands of pieces once they show their true colours. Do you think is worth taking the risk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need tissues.&lt;br /&gt;I need food.&lt;br /&gt;I need a tuition teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I need a new bolster.&lt;br /&gt;I need a new image.&lt;br /&gt;I need a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttttttttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a bucket full of hairy piggy toenails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2187149215244815882?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2187149215244815882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2187149215244815882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2187149215244815882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2187149215244815882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/hardy-hardy-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-6937652625625456997</id><published>2007-07-13T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T16:15:35.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you recognize perfection if it landed on your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. Someone had to get out of her rut and that someone is me. It's Friday and I had shitload of errands to do. I have gym, yoga, bellydancing, aerobics, liposuction, acupuncture, psychiatrist and karate. Like so &lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........What a night! I'm still nursing a fucking hangover. Yes, a hangover from my darn sickness which had weakened me and drained all my energy out. I still have to attend work later in the evening. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i know you have been complaining about me to your friends, in your little media space yada yada. Well im sorry if i hurt you Mr. Im so good, but this is life and lets face a fact that life's really a &lt;strong&gt;BITCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been doing a lot of thinking over the past few days and I have this funny feeling at the back of my head telling me I should pack my bags, run away, hop on a plane, move somewhere and start a new life from scratch, erasing all traces of the old/current "me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly heartless you know, and yes, I am capable of feeling miserable and shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh and my &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt; is giving me problems! &lt;strong&gt;DAMN!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;@#%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;*SO*&lt;/strong&gt; done with my Dior couture obsession. Done. Finito. Over and out! hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-6937652625625456997?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/6937652625625456997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=6937652625625456997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6937652625625456997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6937652625625456997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/can-you-recognize-perfection-if-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2287451428084388952</id><published>2007-07-12T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T18:55:29.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my temporary layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still feeling sick as hell.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't attend school again&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; i've been sleeping since morning.&lt;br /&gt;Like a lazy lazy lazy fat pigglet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update my blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;doll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2287451428084388952?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2287451428084388952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2287451428084388952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2287451428084388952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2287451428084388952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-this-is-just-my-temporary-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5130857163423413442</id><published>2007-07-11T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T16:14:18.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/junk.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could ever let you go,&lt;br /&gt;Gonna beg until I drive you mad&lt;br /&gt;and say something you could understand&lt;br /&gt;I'm a statue baby, knock me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how these moments fade away, you say you never loved me&lt;br /&gt;We say things we didn't mean to say&lt;br /&gt;I take it back, I take it all back now&lt;br /&gt;I take it back, I take it all back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paralyzed by the same old antics&lt;br /&gt;Back and forth like some walking spastic&lt;br /&gt;How could a fistfight be romantic?&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back now will you ever feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean more to me than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;You're my girl and I think it's a shame&lt;br /&gt;That we get along this way&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a statue try to knock me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know you feel the same&lt;br /&gt;You gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying inside to know&lt;br /&gt;Knock me out&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying inside to know&lt;br /&gt;Let me know&lt;br /&gt;Knock me out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im like addicted to that song already. I know it's lame, it's from &lt;strong&gt;The Used&lt;/strong&gt; called Paralyzed. But i like the beat of the song haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just feeling so weak and terrible now. I woke up this morning and it was freezing.&lt;br /&gt;My whole body was &lt;strong&gt;HOT&lt;/strong&gt;. I kept on coughing as if my throat is gonna explode any minute. So i decided not to go to school. Im having a running nose now, i can't smell anything and my mouth is bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hungry but i don't think i'll be eating. Im just gonna hit the sack early and hopefully still be sick enough not to attend school tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sniffing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I popped a couple of panadol and it helped for awhile. Been sleeping the whole morning and afternoon too. Ahhhh. I hate being sick!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jap asked me out today. I was suppose to accompany him to Great world to shop at Zara but nahh, i couldn't make it. Maybe some other time alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock me out!&lt;br /&gt;Kn-kn-kn-kn-kn-knock me out!&lt;br /&gt;Kn-kn-kn-kn-kn-knock me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5130857163423413442?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5130857163423413442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5130857163423413442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5130857163423413442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5130857163423413442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/before-i-could-ever-let-you-go-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-6644219426775022749</id><published>2007-07-10T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T16:09:29.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all those wild nights partying and drinking and puffing and the late nights, it's time that i relax beacuse finally im sick! Yeah it was about time anyway. I had to stop anyway, and concentrate on my exam so party no more Glennys. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grand wasn't at home ast night and i was glued on my laptop surfing away. Finally looking at the time i decided to sleep and woke up having a terrible soary throat. &lt;strong&gt;AHH.&lt;/strong&gt; Madness. My whole body was aching and numb. Despite feeling weak, i still managed to drag myself to school.&lt;br /&gt;But what was the point. I slept my way through social studies lesson. Went to the sick bay and snored for an hour and slept in the classroom again when i got back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; now im back home. I skipped todays extra Malay lesson and thank God my English Oral wasn't today. &lt;strong&gt;AHA.&lt;/strong&gt; Bought this Extra strong strapsil but it doesn't seem to be helping me at all.&lt;br /&gt;And like for the first time, i bought Hot Milo in school for recess ahaha. I felt better for awhile lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got word that &lt;a class="name" href="http://www.eonline.com/celebrities/profile/index.jsp?uuid=fd8a1e19-5e2e-4ec3-91ba-6507f87027b5"&gt;Nicole Richie&lt;/a&gt; and her rocker boyfriend, &lt;a class="name" href="http://www.eonline.com/celebrities/profile/index.jsp?uuid=fde3d6b9-f1dc-415b-bbaa-825a841b76f2"&gt;Joel Madden&lt;/a&gt;, were spotted earlier this week looking at wedding dresses at Eduardo Lucero's boutique on Beverly Boulevard in Los Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m told they were accompanied by a young unidentified woman about the same age as 25-year-old Richie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may have heard, rumors are flying that Richie is pregnant with her and Madden’s first baby and that the two plan to wed sometime this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grandpa, man, that's wild," he told People. "I don't know if I'm going to be grandpa, I don't know if I'm ready to be called grandpa." reported &lt;strong&gt;Lionel Richie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, a possible due date isn't the only thing penciled in on Nicole's calendar.&lt;br /&gt;The Simple Life star is facing trial on a misdemeanor charge of driving under the influence stemming from her December arrest. If convicted, she could face up to a year behind bars due to a prior drunken-driving conviction in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretrial hearing in the case is scheduled for Wednesday, but Nicole is not expected to attend.&lt;br /&gt;Lionel Richie expressed support for his 25-year-old daughter, saying she was "just in an unfortunate situation," and that her legal problems were simply a factor of her youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More scoop on &lt;strong&gt;E entertainment!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-6644219426775022749?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/6644219426775022749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=6644219426775022749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6644219426775022749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6644219426775022749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-all-those-wild-nights-partying.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5309105693999429071</id><published>2007-07-08T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:40:52.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/hey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! My &lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt; was awesome! I bought a dress from mango at Vivo city with Jap. Went off to work and ended early due to some very funny reason. We didn't have any customers lol. And so my manager decided to let me and one of the girl leave at 9pm(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jap and his friend at &lt;em&gt;Zouk&lt;/em&gt;, had dinner and drank 3 bottles of tiger. Okay, i had mine with redbull lol cus i hate the taste of tigers haha. It was Vin's birthday too, but too bad i wasn't able to attend his little party. But cheers to him! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/jii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for my badol friend, Jap misplaced his Hp &amp; didn't have the mood for the rest of the morning. Man it sucks when your out to have fun and something like this happens. I would feel terrible too. But look on the brighter side, thank God my day turned out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/boo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so &lt;em&gt;Aldrin &lt;/em&gt;was playing at Zouk. I got so excited when he played &lt;em&gt;love in new wave!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;AHA!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*shuffle*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;/strong&gt; haha. I went back home early after that, like for the first time. Slept like a log till Sunday morning. Pffttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up bright and early and watched &lt;em&gt;Dim Sum Dollies&lt;/em&gt; (selena tan's my aunt) okay so random.That's why we got free tickets! Woah. Made our way to Esplanade to meet up with my grand aunt's, had lunch at Galare (my grand thinks the service sucks lol) ooookkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show was &lt;strong&gt;GREAT!&lt;/strong&gt; Everything was like so cute. haha. The props &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the way they act &amp;&amp;amp; the script &amp;&amp;amp; the story line. Ok enough. So go watch! If your interested. (: hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday monday time, I had my english Oral exam &amp; it was pretty alright. I managed to answer the questions easily. Nothing too complexed. &amp;amp;&amp; I just got a new haircut at &lt;strong&gt;Tony&amp;amp;Guy.&lt;/strong&gt; Okay and i think the guy who cut my hair is &lt;strong&gt;HAWT!&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at around town in the evening. &amp;&amp;amp; Some people think there's not much of a difference but what the hack! It does look different. I feel awkward!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt; Prolly gonna get used to it sooner or later once it starts growing a few inches longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/me2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5309105693999429071?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5309105693999429071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5309105693999429071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5309105693999429071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5309105693999429071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-my-saturday-was-awesome-i-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-183643127492885185</id><published>2007-07-05T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:47:24.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/dolly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to get lots of skinny jeans. Greys prefered!&lt;br /&gt;Been dying for that Dolly perfume!&lt;br /&gt;Face! Totally in bad condition.&lt;br /&gt;Blushers! Blushers!&lt;br /&gt;Okay im sooo acting like a bitch right now.&lt;br /&gt;...............&lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;/strong&gt; hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEWS LETTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extra! extra!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/kate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kate Moss's&lt;/em&gt; troubled rocker bf, &lt;em&gt;Pete Doherty&lt;/em&gt;, has been arrested for drug possession for the umpteenth time in recent months. Somebody lock this boy up already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/lindsay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lindsay Lohan's&lt;/em&gt; checked herself in to rehab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to sources who've been flapping their gums to TMZ.com, Lindsay Lohan had more than twice the legal amount of alcohol in her system the night she crashed her Mercedes on Sunset Boulevard. There were also traces of cocaine found in her blood.&lt;br /&gt;While LL has decided to extend her stay in rehab, she'll still have to face the legal music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/paris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles all around for the Hilton ladies who lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12:15 in the morning, &lt;em&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/em&gt;, wearing what appeared to be a Chanel jacket over a white tee and skinny jeans, was released from prison after having served 23 days.&lt;br /&gt;She was greeted by throngs of fans, photographers, and Mom and Dad, who awaited their daughter in a black SUV. (&lt;strong&gt;BTW&lt;/strong&gt;, it's interesting to note that after visiting her daughter last night, Kathy Hilton told reporters that Paris is sick of the color orange and couldn't wait to take off her orange state-issued jumpsuit. Why then did Mom choose an orange-hued top to wear this morning?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what she said to E news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[It's] the most difficult thing I've ever had to experience in my life and, I don't know, it's just so surreal. It's so crazy. I never thought in my wildest dreams that I would've ended up in... At first, I went through so many emotions. You know — anger, upset that all of this happened.&lt;br /&gt;It's a learning experience I'm going to grow from. Just being away from everything...you know, the craziness, the paparazzi. I've had a lot of alone time to think and read and write. Even though it's been horrible and really hard, I think that God makes everything happen for a reason, and this is my time to figure out what my purpose is in life. I've really grown from it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heiress went on to say that, while the food is disgusting and inedible, she has been eating. That most of the inmates are nice. That she now realizes that the media has been making fun of her. That she can't wait to hug her family since whenever they visit, they're separated by bulletproof glass. And that she spends most of the time in her cell reading letters from fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again?&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned, true believers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥doll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-183643127492885185?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/183643127492885185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=183643127492885185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/183643127492885185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/183643127492885185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/news-letter-extra-extra-kate-mosss.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5115066271407452484</id><published>2007-07-04T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T22:31:29.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/xx.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Youth day went pretty fine. Was out with my Gf shaby. Wondered around town. Had dinner at FarEast. And the waiter was really funny. Okay, wait! I was the funny one, cus he seemed to be laughing at everything i said. &lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Fiaz, Adam and Emile outside BK, chatted for awhile before heading to &lt;strong&gt;HMV&lt;/strong&gt;. They were playing House music and me and Shaby were tapping our feets and jiggling all the way. sheesh. &lt;strong&gt;WHACKO!&lt;/strong&gt; Cam-fucked alot too haha practically everywhere we went we were snapping away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/qq-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Finally watched Transformers on Tuesday and John my long time no see friend was there and a bunch of other guys and girls. &lt;strong&gt;DIOR!&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pissed at first lol because someone didn't inform me where the hack they were and i had to wait. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pfftt.&lt;/span&gt; Fortunately all was forgiven(: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt; Everyone was freezing including me even with my jacket on. haha. We managed to conquer 4 sits and everyone was just lying on the chair. Cool shit! It was soo comfy la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the movie, we bought food and ate outside Plaza Sing. Chilled, listened to some stupid songs and headed home. Okay, back to Transformers. All i heard was, she's fucking &lt;strong&gt;HAWT!&lt;/strong&gt; Yes yes i agree. hawt babe! hahaha. You like looking at her armpits. silly silly. Well, i give the show &lt;em&gt;7/10.&lt;/em&gt; Nothing very emotional haha cuz it would be a plus if there's some emo emo scene..er.. yea know. I mean i prefer if there's parts where someone has to die or something romanticcky. haha. You know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, my day went fine today. I think im not afraid of riding bikes anymore haha. Good experience. Especially when someone is extra careful on the roads(: Coolness.&lt;br /&gt;And i super super adore &lt;strong&gt;RED WALLS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/in.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a retake of my life.&lt;br /&gt;You were his star for many nights.&lt;br /&gt;But now the roles have changed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the leading lady in his life.&lt;br /&gt;Lights, camera, now you're on.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember you've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy it now, 'cause this will last.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the future, you're his past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hearts; from now on, im doll!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5115066271407452484?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5115066271407452484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5115066271407452484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5115066271407452484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5115066271407452484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-youth-day-went-pretty-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-4366252991526116521</id><published>2007-07-02T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T13:50:16.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/qq.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/qq.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;strong&gt;YOUTH DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's something to be happy about cuz its like an extra day where you can just slack around and do nothing. &lt;strong&gt;NO SCHOOL!&lt;/strong&gt; But fuck. I ain't got the mood to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to work today but thank god i decided not to. I'll just end up showing my moody face to the customers and things would just get worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to wrap things up. After school, i went to work on friday night. Got home a little late. Slept my way through saturday morning got up and headed to work again. I finally like got my 2 weeks pay and than met Jap at Zion and headed to &lt;strong&gt;ZOUK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Vin was there too, shabby, Jap, John hahaha long time no see friend and a whole bunch of other people. Everyone was like offering everyone drink on the dancefloor and lets just say everyone got a little tipsy haha. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luululu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zouk was playing some RnB, Reggae stuffs and it was wierd. &lt;strong&gt;Phuture&lt;/strong&gt; was playing all the house/trance but we decided to stay at zouk. At first they were playing crappy songs from Micheal Jackson hahah than the music got better towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Zouk Vin vomited and the rest went back home. Okay i vomited too haha. And Jap took a video of me doing it. It was stupid. So we waited for a cab like forever, got home and slept till i couldn't wake up. The best thing was that my HP battery was completely flat. &lt;strong&gt;Boredom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; VIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/w-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp;SHABY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/r.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's no plan for me today. Prolly just gonna slack at home. I can't wait to watch transformers. Heard it's pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im really confused with my life right now. I need time to really sort things out. To take things slowly. To set my mind free. To let go of everything and start afresh. I hope everything turns out fine sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-4366252991526116521?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/4366252991526116521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=4366252991526116521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4366252991526116521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4366252991526116521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-youth-day-okay-thats-something-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-4290939845014261397</id><published>2007-06-29T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:21:39.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/he.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect words never crossed my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz there was nothin' in there but you.&lt;br /&gt;I felt every ounce of me screaming out,&lt;br /&gt;But the sound was trapped deep in me.&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted just sped right past me,&lt;br /&gt;While I was rooted fast to the earth,&lt;br /&gt;I could be stuck here for a thousand years,&lt;br /&gt;Without your arms to drag me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;There you are standing right in front of me&lt;br /&gt;All this fear falls away to leave me naked,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close, cuz I need you to guide me to safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't want to wait forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the confusion and the aftermath,&lt;br /&gt;You are my signal fire.&lt;br /&gt;The only resolution and the only joy,&lt;br /&gt;Is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't want to wait forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back home from a tiring day at school. Overall, my day went well. Cus there wasn't any mother tongue and maths! Wowwhee! Oh and speaking of tongue, i just got my tongue re-pierced(: greatness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i was like doing it in the class when Naz told me she got an extra tongue stud so she decided to 'rent' it to me lol. Whutever that means?? Okay and everyone was like looking at me in class.haha. Zaf and Naz were so funny cus all they said to me was just to force it in and i couldn't even reply to them. Than finally i got it in. I didn't even have to force it. &lt;strong&gt;YEAH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a friday and school was selling Nasi ayam. &lt;strong&gt;YESSS!&lt;/strong&gt; Well it sells Nasi ayam every friday only. &amp;&amp;amp; so far it was the best food i've eaten for the past week during recess. I didn't get any proper meal for the whole week so it made my day ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling hungry now. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pfffttt.&lt;/span&gt; Oh did i mention that i've been hungry for like almost every hour. Its terrible! I simply have to control my diet every time to maintain this size. &lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt; Whutever haha. Fat is ugly! Thin is &lt;strong&gt;FUGLY&lt;/strong&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i can't wait for prom. I just paid for it...&lt;strong&gt;EXCITING!&lt;/strong&gt; Okay here's something i find attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/wat.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes something yellowishy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/ever.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; yes i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE &lt;/strong&gt;the florals too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going off to work soon.&lt;br /&gt;Scrubby scrubby soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hearts; Dior dior!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-4290939845014261397?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/4290939845014261397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=4290939845014261397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4290939845014261397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4290939845014261397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/perfect-words-never-crossed-my-mind-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5433402001441050948</id><published>2007-06-27T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:32:29.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/?action=view&amp;current=lo-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/lo-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI! HI! *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See here's the thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to take our clothes off&lt;br /&gt;We have to party all night&lt;br /&gt;And we have to take our clothes off&lt;br /&gt;To have a good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got chicks, all hot chicks&lt;br /&gt;Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks&lt;br /&gt;Slim chicks, round chicks&lt;br /&gt;Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks&lt;br /&gt;Got chicks, all hot chicks&lt;br /&gt;Indie-rock chicks, and hip-hop chicks&lt;br /&gt;Slim chicks, round chicks&lt;br /&gt;Black, white, yellow, and brown chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this song cool or whut!&lt;br /&gt;Okay its from &lt;strong&gt;Gym Class Heroes&lt;/strong&gt; and i know someone who is crazy about them lol.&lt;br /&gt;This is called &lt;strong&gt;'clothes off'&lt;/strong&gt; okay!&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind going to their concert too. To have a good time (: lol. silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...so im slowly getting on with life pretty fine. Its almost been two weeks and im still going strong (: Well we do have to get on with our lives right. &lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt; can't always hold on to the past. Yes there has been the good times as well as the bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me it hurts thinking about both the good and bad. So i'll end up not thinking about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Its better that way. Im not really emotionally strong inside. And that kinda sucks. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pfffttt.&lt;/span&gt; I think i rather prefer letting everything go here. Fuck, i hate getting my heart broken. And it hurts. Boy! it hurts alot. I've been crying till there's no more tears left and sometimes i think to myself, whether it's worth it. And i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's something i know, I've been dealing with this real well and i shan't make the same mistake in life again. Actually, i just wanted to be appreciated. hmph. Is that so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been having enough sleep by the way haha. And i don't mind actually. Well if its worth staying up late to i don't mind hehe(: &lt;strong&gt;DIOR DIOR!&lt;/strong&gt; Okay......you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Chips seems to be the perfect chill out spotv now. And i can't wait to just waste time there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to keep myself awake the whole day today. I had this malay talk after school and it was alright except that it got a little whiny and draggy. I was blinking all the time and i didn't laugh much at his silly jokes whereas, the whole class was enjoying it.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Bleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home after that and &lt;strong&gt;WHAM PAO!&lt;/strong&gt; I was knocked out. I fell straight to bed. Woke up and felt as if i had too much to drink last night but not. Head was heavy but im okay now(: Smile smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls in my class has been talking about what prom dresses they are all gonna wear and im kinda excited for that too. Someone said i should wear something that shows off my legs hahahah. Funny shit. But i'll think about it. Okay, &lt;strong&gt;NO BLACK&lt;/strong&gt; for me. (: And Naz is getting &lt;strong&gt;Aldo&lt;/strong&gt; heels. I so want to get it too! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for tomorrow(: Hope it turns out perfect. hahah. Cherios amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hearts;DIOR!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5433402001441050948?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5433402001441050948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5433402001441050948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5433402001441050948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5433402001441050948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/hi-hi-giggles-see-heres-thing-we-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7884683820643287566</id><published>2007-06-26T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T16:21:43.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/rawr.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The arctic monkeys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to get it in your fishnets&lt;br /&gt;Now you only get it in your night dress&lt;br /&gt;Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness&lt;br /&gt;Landed in a very common crisis&lt;br /&gt;Everything's in order in a black hole&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems as pretty as the past though&lt;br /&gt;That Bloody Mary's lacking a Tabasco&lt;br /&gt;Remember when he used to be a rascal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that boy's a slag&lt;br /&gt;The best you ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best you ever had&lt;br /&gt;Is just a memory and those dreams&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;Not as daft as they seem&lt;br /&gt;My love when you dream them up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flicking through a little book of sex tips&lt;br /&gt;Remember when the boys were all electric?&lt;br /&gt;Now when she tells she's gonna get it&lt;br /&gt;I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget i&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to not getting sentimental&lt;br /&gt;Said she wasn't going but she went still&lt;br /&gt;Likes her gentlemen to not be gentle&lt;br /&gt;Was it a Mecca Dobber or a betting pencil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling about&lt;br /&gt;You took a left off Last Laugh Lane&lt;br /&gt;You just sounded it out&lt;br /&gt;You're not coming back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah. That song has been stuck in my head for quite some time now.&lt;br /&gt;And there's no doubt that if they ever come to Singapore, I'll bloody go to their concert(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, School has been boring. As usual. Had my health checked up today. And shucks i have to have shots at the centre. Cus i kinda missed my last booster. And &lt;strong&gt;i HATE&lt;/strong&gt; injections. ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My manager has been a real idiot okay. sheesh. And im finding some people a real fucktard. Gosh! Get a life bitches. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hungry now and im having mood swings soon. &lt;strong&gt;HAHAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt; Hot fuzz here i come. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;hearts;wawaweewa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7884683820643287566?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7884683820643287566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7884683820643287566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7884683820643287566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7884683820643287566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/arctic-monkeys.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7532656275016643460</id><published>2007-06-25T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T15:40:07.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to fug blog bitches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're way too beautiful girl &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's why it'll never work&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll have me suicidal, suicidal, suicidal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy. I have been busy fixing my life and busy with my pathetic job.&lt;br /&gt;I finally got back my phone too(: I was suppose to collect it in 3 working days time, but instead i collected it like 5 days later cus i was caught up with work and havent got the time. Omg! It felt terrible without my hp. Imagine the loneliness. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY!&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, so after work, met up with Vanessa, Bryo, Rudy and some other people who's names i don't even know at &lt;strong&gt;Home club.&lt;/strong&gt; Got in for free. lol okay. Had a little too much too drink too hahaha. Everything was like there, in front of you. You obviously can't help but drink some of it right? &lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so i felt terrible after that. Like &lt;strong&gt;WTF!&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't know i got drunk haha. And so, Vanessa, Bryo and Janine shared the cab and Van took me back home to her place.&lt;br /&gt;All i could remember was vomiting alot and it felt as if the world was spinning.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Bleh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, vomited again like &lt;strong&gt;FUCK&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. Went back home once i felt better than headed to &lt;strong&gt;Zouk&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt; night. For free too, Ya like i noe. Madness! I think it was Siren or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, was there with Aniss, met a couple of familiar faces here and there. Shuffling hahaha total geekness. Okay, clubbed till 6 than took the cab back home. Didn't drink that day cus i was still feeling a lil bit tipsy. But all was good(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday, was practically just slacking at home. Used my laptop but didn't have the time to blog. Was just feeling sucky that school has to start so soon. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how my week went. Nothing much to say already except that i've been starving myself lately. Didn't have the mood to eat or something like that. Pffttt go figure. And im starting to thing my fringe is growing and soon it'll be covering my eyes. Hahah. Yeah, go figure this yourself too. hahahaha. Okay, wait, this is going wait out of hand. I starting this whole crazy talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is total boredom! &lt;strong&gt;YAWN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan't elaborate further.&lt;br /&gt;Time table for this semster &lt;strong&gt;SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, im going to work soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something wrong with my bluetooth device so i'll postpone updating the pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be gone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.. BAN! Your an ass hahaha. Joking babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥ Wawaweewa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7532656275016643460?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7532656275016643460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7532656275016643460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7532656275016643460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7532656275016643460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/busy-busy-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2067836889471683207</id><published>2007-06-21T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T15:56:56.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/lo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The best thing is that today would be the second last month and we'll be together for 2 whole years. Some things are just better left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im having a bad bad bad horrible tummyache. And so im just chilling at home for the rest of the day. Anyways, i have not been working for the past 3 days, been heading to town, the malls with gf's and long-time-no-see-friends. Chilled with Mary, Vanessa and a whola lotta gang outside FarEast, threw jokes at each other, lame ones and some racist stuffs. Definately laughed our bootys off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday yesterday, all my trouble seemed so far away.. &lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, so i had my hair cut at &lt;strong&gt;Tony and Guy&lt;/strong&gt;.. suddenly i became one of the directors model and i couldn't say no and said &lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt; to everything without actually thinking about it carefully. I'll prolly let him noe sooner or later that i wouldn't want my hair to be tooooo short. Im not ready to say bye bye to my hair.....yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, so i &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; my hair and i find it cute. lol. I don't know but i've decided to get bangs. Yes straight as hell! I am so loving it. *wawawewa*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So back to my day, Mango was having sales and &lt;strong&gt;VIP&lt;/strong&gt; were only allowed. They were like selling tight skinny jeans for like $45 i mean ahhhhhh! It comes in blue, purple, grey and black. Too bad im wiped out till the end of the month i guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Believe me, my pay sucks as much as my vacuum cleaner sucking up all my dirt. Yeah, that bad. Im dry...totally dry. Ever since i paid my&lt;strong&gt; 'debt'&lt;/strong&gt; it left me a huge hole in my pocket. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So it's like almost been a month since i last watched something in the Cinema and it's making me really really sad. I think im the saddest girl now. I may look happy, but boy you don't know a damn thing about me. I hate this feeling to be honest, being sad, feeling like a piece of unwanted banana skin.pfft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well it's not only about not being able to go out to the movies but a whole lot of other craps. My love life has gone haywire. Sometimes i wanna stop it'all, sit, think and just rewind the whole god damn situation. I need a gun pointing straight at my head and once you pull that bloody trigger, &lt;strong&gt;BANG!&lt;/strong&gt; my whole head explodes. That should do the trick. To make my life feel a whole lot better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They tried to make me go to rehab but I said 'no, no, no'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes I've been black but when I come back you'll know know know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ain't got the time and if my daddy thinks I'm fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He's tried to make me go to rehab but I won't go go go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would never go to a rehab. pfft. Im fine as hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yeah, i couldn't sleep this past few days and i was stuck scribbling some stuffs on a random piece of paper on my bed while lying down in the wee hours of the morning. It kinda help me fall asleep better. Yeah, it did and it was a good way of releasing my stress too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I miss my Hp, im only allowed to collect it tomorrow. In the late afternoon. Gosh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...... i was watching oprah and this is what they said, you kinda died before you die cus they said, happiness is so important and if you don't have hapiness you kinda died before you die. So I guess im not that happy anymore. And i thought, that's exactly who i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I died before i die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The man said 'why do you think you here'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I said 'I got no idea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm gonna, I'm gonna lose my baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so I always keep a bottle near'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He said 'I just think your depressed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kiss me here baby and go rest'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's not just my pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's just 'til these tears have dried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lost my baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a-woosh and gone so far far away!♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2067836889471683207?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2067836889471683207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2067836889471683207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2067836889471683207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2067836889471683207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-having-bad-bad-bad-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-1337353041466096316</id><published>2007-06-19T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T11:55:30.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/loveme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was browsing through my myspce account and i found this.&lt;br /&gt;Ken gave this to me one time one time we were quarrelling. And it brought tears into my eyes that things have to happen this way. Well it was always &lt;strong&gt;ME.&lt;/strong&gt; My fault.&lt;br /&gt;Things has to change now. Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feb 6, 2007 11:10 AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi baby! look its 2.54 at the moment i still cant sleep =(&lt;br /&gt;im writing this to you here since its the only way i can contact my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need you now but you're so fast asleep. i wish i can watch you sleep. sighh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway glennys, can you &lt;strong&gt;PLEASEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt; show me some mercy. i know i can be very irritating and you're always so short of fuse. but can you stop lashing out on me like all the time baby please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean you really do talk to me like you're soo sooo hate me. but you said you dunt. 5 mins before the fight you said you love me and that you miss me. then suddenly you'll go "eh you know wad, &lt;strong&gt;FUCK YOU LA KEN I NEED TO SLEEP LA BYE..&lt;/strong&gt; etc etc etc". baby it really hurts when you say all that you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well you can just tell me nicely that you promise you know how to react and that nothing will happen and all that. you would really make me feel happy. and in the end i wont talk abt it and then you'll be happy too. right baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby all you need to do is just be a lil extra patient with me and talk nicely to me can?? it would really help both of us alot. you do love me right? baby you're not my enemy right?? then you shouldnt talk to me like you're my biggest hater in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you dunt really care about being nice to me. i dunno why but i know you can choose to not give a fuck about me. you said its karma. because last time you were so nice and i wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you're right darling. and for that i shall live up to this torture. i'll always stick to you no matter how much you keep this up. you can keep scolding me and hating me and all i'll still keep you in my heart cause i really feel that you're the one. im really sorry about the past. all i really want is for you to love me again like last time. i'll wait for the day my baby change to the old girl she was. you'll always be that sweet little angel thats closest in my heart. you can live without me. it shows. you wanted to break up many times with me without a second thought.but i cant live in this world without glennys. =( i need you with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you dunt take too long. cause it really hurts me alot when you talk like that to me. and baby dunt do stupid stuffs just because you're angry with me can?? baby cmon. i dunt even need to explain myself for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do me a favour and read this properly alright??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3.10 now. im sleepy =( call me baby i want to hear your voice. when you're reading this, do know that im at home thinking of you. please call, i want you to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll always lovelovelovelovelovelove you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;kennn &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything else to say. I'll leave it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.....a-woosh and going so far away! ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-1337353041466096316?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/1337353041466096316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=1337353041466096316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1337353041466096316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1337353041466096316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-browsing-through-my-myspce.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7266710748010452528</id><published>2007-06-17T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T13:53:04.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/edit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hello lonely world. Yes im back. Here, blogging again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stuffing my nose into piles and piles of tissue papers. Finally im here at home on my off day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever since i've started work, there wasn't any time that i could use Mr Laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Grandmother kinda kept it in her room and for the past few days,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she has been out pretty much all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My life couldn't be anyless boring. I come back home from work and i'll sleep till god knows when and when i wake up there would be no one at home and i'll head for work again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sheesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, so my week went out alright. I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONDAY&lt;/strong&gt; got into my dancing shoes and boogied my way to &lt;strong&gt;MOS&lt;/strong&gt; with Kenzee and Dan. Had a blast and a wacky good time. Made new friends. Well made friends with Danny Jackass's girlfriend. She was cool. What was her name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh yeah, Nadia. Super hyper girl. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's Nadia and Me. sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There were some default in the outing though. I kinda forgot my ic and they didn't accept Ez-link cards and it was like 11pm and we were lining up. And so thank god Daniel came to the rescue(: he drove us back to my place. Singapore road can be so complicated. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt; Thanks &lt;strong&gt;DAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im having a bad flu now. Kenzee is having one too. He must have gotten it from me yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sorry B.&lt;/strong&gt; So i guess he's at home resting. Poor thing. He was at my place before work yesterday and he was bugging me to make him a cup of hot tea but i was just too lazy to make one for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i guess he got worst after that. Not forgetting the cold cold weather. hais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i'll be heading down to my work place later to collect my pay. And prolly have my Hp repaired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So next week would be the last week of my June holiday and it'll be back to studying and mugging for the major paper. Argh! I hate exams. Please get me outta here!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay STOP! Way too much drama here.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Better wish your Dad a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay although my Dad's working overseas, i'll be sending him something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think. lol. Have fun Daddy's all around. Pamper yourselves. Get all those expensive shavers and shoes (: be merry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a-woosh and away! ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7266710748010452528?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7266710748010452528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7266710748010452528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7266710748010452528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7266710748010452528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-lonely-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-4968313877849839575</id><published>2007-06-12T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:19:07.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome to the Fug Blog, Bitch!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so irritated nowadays. Pfft. This sucks!&lt;br /&gt;I think the ppl in my work place sucks. The manager sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Well basically, my life sucks. You guys feelin' me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to go to Sentosa but argh.. when when?? &amp;&amp;amp; there was so many Sentosa trips that had to be cancelled. Jeez. I hate it when that happens. Im working and yet im not busy! hmph! I still am able to squeeze in time. like whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Vanessa's working as an actress in the Musical fountain in Sentosa called &lt;em&gt;the song of the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;sea.&lt;/em&gt; Cool uh! And she's giving me &lt;strong&gt;free flow&lt;/strong&gt; of Musical fountain tickets (:&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to catch it with her and Kenzee this Thursday! &amp;&amp;amp; everyone has been talking about cafe del mar. Just have to wait and see it with my own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;, visited Mary's place at Wham Poa. okay. Her house was like so far inside &amp;&amp;amp; i had to take a cab in. Cus i got off the wrong bus stop lol. And for once, i thought the cab was taking me some place else. lol. It kind of scared me for awhile. Silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;, was my off day. Been spending time with Kenzee around town. Oh &amp;&amp;amp; here's something funny. His mom told him to ask me to go over their house and &lt;em&gt;pluck&lt;/em&gt; her moms white hair and she'll pay me &lt;strong&gt;50 bucks&lt;/strong&gt; on the spot. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to say no right! It was easy &lt;em&gt;kaching!&lt;/em&gt; like come on(:&lt;br /&gt;Hope she'll ask me to do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping after that, he got me a dress and i got myself a dress too.&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty(:&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pastamania.&lt;/strong&gt; Ordered this Seafood linguini thingy and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YUCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food tasted awful. You'll should never never eat that! It has like clams, prawns, squid in it. &lt;em&gt;eeewwww!&lt;/em&gt; It looked appetising and all but i was wrong. They prolly just smeared the sauce on top of the linguini and tada! Here's your Pasta maddam. What a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh so its going to rain now. &amp;&amp;amp; i'll be meeting my prince to have my &lt;strong&gt;Ericsson K800i&lt;/strong&gt; checked.&lt;br /&gt;It has not been behaving lately. &amp;&amp;amp; omg! Its suffering from bad sunburns. Pfft! And i was lucky enough to find the warranty card. I wonder if it's still valid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even log into Photobucket. What a bummer! Argh! I can't get into Myspace too!&lt;br /&gt;Just my luck! Pfft. Kinda craving for &lt;strong&gt;Milkshakes now.&lt;/strong&gt; Oh gosh! What to do, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;I just gotta &lt;em&gt;baboosh&lt;/em&gt; myself than.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'll upload some pictures once photobucket stops being a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;Off to oompa loompa land!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUGLY IS THE NEW PRETTY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-4968313877849839575?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/4968313877849839575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=4968313877849839575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4968313877849839575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4968313877849839575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-to-fug-blog-bitch-i-get-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-1242903964297381828</id><published>2007-06-09T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T01:49:27.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/blo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I scribble X and O's in my notebook&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Checking how my hair and nails look&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel myself in the zoneI get nervous when you call&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I say I'm not homeI see your face when I hear my favorite song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should I Send an email at home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're the number 1 topic on the phone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder if you know or do you have a clue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. It has certainly been awhile since i've touched my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;My stinking brotha' has been using it by the way and i feel like stranggling him at times. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pfft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, been pretty busy busy busy with school stuffs and &lt;strong&gt;WORK.&lt;/strong&gt; Oh golly gosh gosh!&lt;br /&gt;I barely have enough sleep this past few days and you'll soon see &lt;em&gt;Miss Glennys&lt;/em&gt; the human Panda. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my D&amp;T artefact is really starting to bore me. I wanted to finish up my damn cheese flake dipenser like two days ago. But ahhhhhh i was to lazy! I didn't even attend any of my D&amp;amp;T lesson during the holiday pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So a customer made my day today and gave good comments about me to my manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA.&lt;/strong&gt; &amp;&amp;amp; i hope to get a pay raise soon. &lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt; I don't know when he's gonna do that but he promised me already. And i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prolly be going to Sentosa on Sunday with Vanessa and gang. Oh and I'll be meeting my long-time-no-see girlfren tomorrow before i start work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i find this really cute.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa213/glenmorous/wat4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a-woosh and away! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-1242903964297381828?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/1242903964297381828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=1242903964297381828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1242903964297381828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1242903964297381828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-scribble-x-and-os-in-my-notebook.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3820104116902274455</id><published>2007-06-03T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T12:00:26.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Da Da Da Da&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The smell of your skin lingers on me now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your probably on your flight back to your home town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be with myself and center, clarity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's personal, Myself and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Ive got to get a move on with my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its time to be a big girl now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Okay so a couple of stars are dropping by to have their &lt;strong&gt;live&lt;/strong&gt; concert in this sunny island Singapore. Jet, Christina Aguilera, Micheal Bubbley...(spelling?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i can't wait for &lt;em&gt;Arctic Monkeys&lt;/em&gt; to perform in Singapore. Ohh-whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works been pretty fine.&lt;br /&gt;My life hmm... never been sexier.&lt;br /&gt;Still hate studying. Havent started on anything. Geez!&lt;br /&gt;I need to fix my nails soon. Its starting to chip. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and im having an off day for three days hahah! sweeet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;amp; Heard &lt;em&gt;Pirates of the Carribean&lt;/em&gt; is so bloody boring.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Ken watched it and he said it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess im just gonna slack around at home.&lt;br /&gt;Watch stuffs on the telly and prolly gonna hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss Kenzee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's having a headache. And he's having an exam tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck and please study now dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a-woosh and away! ♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3820104116902274455?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3820104116902274455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3820104116902274455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3820104116902274455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3820104116902274455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/da-da-da-da-smell-of-your-skin-lingers.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7395123137726954217</id><published>2007-06-01T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T02:56:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/wow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, you have become my addiction, I’m so strung out on you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can barely move but I like it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it’s all because of you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it’s all because…Never get enough,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's the sweetest drug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And i can't believe Kenzee's little brotha would be singing this in his little pri school idol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wowwhee!&lt;/em&gt; Its past midnight and im here blogging away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just came back from work by the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was stupid at first. Than i got used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was tempted to leave my uniform and quit the job on the spot during my 1 hour break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was Kenzee who gave me that idea. haha. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But nah... I guess not cus i didn't really handle much of the customers in the beginning that's why i found it such a drag. But later on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;taking orders are quite 'fun'. haha. and i managed to keep up my duty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boy my legs are aching badly. I need a foot massage now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks to Kenzee who fetched me after work. I felt quite relaxed. &lt;strong&gt;I missed him the entire day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im working tomorrow again.&lt;em&gt;geez.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well &lt;strong&gt;4-5 hours&lt;/strong&gt; of work aint too bad right. Or else i have to find someone to donate their legs to me. &lt;em&gt;hardy-ha-ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, i was so tempted to eat the oysters at the cafe just now. omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maybe i'll have those some other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Talking about that &lt;em&gt;yummylicious&lt;/em&gt; looking oysters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im so hungry right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My stomache has been moaning and groaning for the past hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But its okay. I can go without food for quite some time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't even log in to my msn account.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boring shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looks like im not attending my extra &lt;strong&gt;D&amp;amp;T&lt;/strong&gt; lesson in school tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8am in the morning. Gosh! I wont be able to get up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I won't have enough sleep by than too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So im cancelling it. &lt;em&gt;teehhhh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My back's aching now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think i probably have done some serious damage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouch!&lt;/em&gt; hurting...yes right behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh here's something to &lt;em&gt;tickle wickle&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;your mind&lt;/em&gt; to end my blabberrings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If yeaterday had been wednesday's tomorrow and tomorrow is sunday's yesterday, what would today be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do tag my board if you got the answer or if your interested what the answer is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Kenzee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a-woosh and away! &lt;/em&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7395123137726954217?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7395123137726954217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7395123137726954217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7395123137726954217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7395123137726954217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/06/baby-you-have-become-my-addiction-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-6408554240358984491</id><published>2007-05-30T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:59:26.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally i have my laptop back. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i got a job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Thanks to Vanessa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its located at Marina. Stupid F&amp;amp;B thing. Boring but good pay, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;They still need waitresses though. Interested. Call me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's no more &lt;em&gt;Mars vs Venus&lt;/em&gt; shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORING!&lt;/strong&gt; and i didn't even know that the last episode was like 2 days ago. &lt;em&gt;Pfft.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposely went back home early and &lt;em&gt;poof&lt;/em&gt; it was gone. Another lame crappy chinese show was showing. Some drama stuff. Same old faces same boring storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to attend todays parent and teacher meeting to collect my results and i forgot all about it haha. Silly me. My teacher rang me up this afternoon asking why i didn't turn up. sheesh. I woke up pretty late anyway. So he let me off this time and i didn't have to collect it yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to make some money. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt; So im starting work tomorrow. Yes its my first day. Obviously its gonna be &lt;strong&gt;sooo super dooper boring.&lt;/strong&gt; Well actually i have to complete 10 hours of training. So pathetically my whole 10hours of work tomorrow will be just training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahhhh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hell!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck okay some people are just getting on my fucking nerves!&lt;strong&gt; ARGH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up quite last night. Watched &lt;em&gt;Miss Universe&lt;/em&gt; like twice. On channel5 and on starworld.&lt;br /&gt;Well actually i stayed up just to watch &lt;em&gt;Miss USA&lt;/em&gt; fall on her ass flat on the floor &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/span&gt; It was actually the evening gown walk and she fell &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahahah &lt;/span&gt;it was so funny. She had this cocky look on her anyway and thank god someone casted a spell on her &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt; She like so deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so &lt;em&gt;Miss JAPAN&lt;/em&gt; won. Not bad although i prefered &lt;em&gt;Miss KOREA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Singapore didn't even get into the top 15. What a shame.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i better be off now. I still have to keep my mind and body prepared for tomorrows torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holiday would be occupied than.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pfft&lt;/span&gt;. No more fun. No more free time. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Poor me.&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's a few tips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do stars do when they're at home being people, not stars?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beauty sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its not a myth. So get yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No caffeine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...or limited caffeine is a must. It causes premature aging, and who needs that right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shimmer creams and bronzers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..helps stars shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eat fish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...like sardines and salmon. They're full of essential oils that actually nourish your skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO SMOKING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not only is it bad for your health, it causes lines and dullness in your skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your skin care regime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It doesn't have to be expensive. Your products can come from a local drug store. Everyone benefits from cleanser, a toner or a moisturizer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Always always always remove make-up at the end of the day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Glow like a star. You deserve to look your best. Live the life of a star, without being chased by paparazzi(: lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kapoosh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-6408554240358984491?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/6408554240358984491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=6408554240358984491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6408554240358984491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6408554240358984491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/finally-i-have-my-laptop-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3521616852378479556</id><published>2007-05-29T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T18:48:53.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I can't help but to just sit and laugh at those silly little girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt; The school holiday is finally here and im thinking of making good use of it since its only a month. Anyway, here's a summary of what &lt;em&gt;Miss Glennys&lt;/em&gt; have been up to since the start of the holiday week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My laptop has been pretty grumpy lately and so i brought it down to &lt;strong&gt;Hp building&lt;/strong&gt; to have a little &lt;em&gt;'mechanical surgery'&lt;/em&gt;. Thanks to Ken and his classmate who drove and accompanied me there. Ken did most of the talking by the way haha although it was my laptop. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay so random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;em&gt;Blades of Glory&lt;/em&gt; twice. Cuz it was soo hilarious. It didn't fail to make me laugh. Can't wait to watch shrek 3 soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than i met up with my long-time-no-see girlfriend Jia. She still pretty much look the same. We went job hunting around town yesterday. She was dying to get a sweater and couldn't leave town without getting one &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt; So she finally chose one from Esprit. Silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having a break from town now and im spending time taking care of Ken. He's having a fever now. Poor thing. His shivering under his little blanket. Hope he gets well soon. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here's a lil something you little brats could do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ten things you could do if you can't fall asleep and stuck lying on your bed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.)&lt;/em&gt; Just keep shaking your leg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2.)&lt;/em&gt; Sing to yourself and pretend you're in american idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3.)&lt;/em&gt; Think of how lazy you have to get up early in the morning and wished that you had more time to sleep last night. So whatever it is try to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.)&lt;/em&gt; Scroll down your phonebook list in your handphone repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.)&lt;/em&gt; Try to burp saying the letters A to Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;6.)&lt;/em&gt; Remember what you have learned in class last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.)&lt;/em&gt; Imagine your bed is huge soft, fluffy with feathers all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;8.)&lt;/em&gt; Think dirty thoughts. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;9.)&lt;/em&gt; Imagine your lying just next to your girlfriend/boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;10.)&lt;/em&gt; Last but not least, try digging you nose till its clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy snoring time(: &lt;em&gt;Zzzz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3521616852378479556?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3521616852378479556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3521616852378479556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3521616852378479556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3521616852378479556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cant-help-but-to-just-sit-and-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5547163819361967368</id><published>2007-05-21T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:47:31.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/lol-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;West Side Walk It Out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;South Side Walk It Out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;East Side Walk It Out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;North Side Walk It Out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was great. It was great with Kenzee. We met up on saturday and he bought me this nailpolish from&lt;strong&gt; M.A.C.&lt;/strong&gt; ohhwhee. It was&lt;em&gt; Lovin' pink&lt;/em&gt;, went back home and applied my twinkle toes and Kenzee admited that my feet looked very pretty(: &lt;em&gt;*blushblush*&lt;/em&gt; For once i felt like barbie lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/M4J4_128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well this isn't loving pink but its just an exmaple.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around town, &lt;em&gt;yackityyacked&lt;/em&gt; alot. Stopped at FarEast, Met up with Dan and Ravi. Had dinner at one of the stalls on the 5th floor. or was it 6th? hmm. Chilled forawhile than headed to Cineleisure to meet up Dan's school mates. Well Dan drove us there. And boy it feels good being in the back sit with &lt;em&gt;Walk it out'&lt;/em&gt; song blasting on the stereo with his window unwind, the wind gently touching my face, our heads bobbing to the beat. Well Kenzee was at the back sit with me so it felt extra comfortable. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to drink on that day but nah..it wasn't the right time. So i guess Kenzee would be going to &lt;strong&gt;MOS&lt;/strong&gt; with Dan and probably Ravi on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, slacked at Kenzee's place, had cheesecake, well he offered me his last piece..(: Had my yummylicious yoghurts (tropical something..) and watched stomp the yard. Hmph, the show was okay. Not that good. It was just alright lol. He downloaded it on his laptop. So we watched it on his bed. Well he kinda attached his laptop to his TV in his room so it was clearer that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day went &lt;strong&gt;GREAT!&lt;/strong&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English: &lt;em&gt;The teacher was on MC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History: &lt;em&gt;She had to attend some touring stuffs outside school.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay: &lt;em&gt;Teacher on MC too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECESS: &lt;em&gt;LOVE RECESS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics: &lt;em&gt;The teacher had to attend some busy stuff. (who knows)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.E: &lt;em&gt;MC too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry: &lt;em&gt;The most boring subject ever! We went to the lab so it was fine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the class wasn't present today. Tomorrow would be another great day too. So yay! im done with my book &lt;em&gt;Prep&lt;/em&gt; and i think im addicted to it.The book is really terrific. I can't wait to read more of the authors collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Joyce and Vanessa had invited me to Sentosa tomorrow. To tan with them with a few more chickies in the morning, but unfortunately i had classes to attend &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Its my &lt;em&gt;21 anniversary&lt;/em&gt; with my all time dearest Kenzee! &lt;strong&gt;LOVE YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squashy squashy hugs! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now Stop Pop And Roll&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5547163819361967368?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5547163819361967368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5547163819361967368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5547163819361967368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5547163819361967368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/west-side-walk-it-out-south-side-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2970486381526043779</id><published>2007-05-18T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:24:56.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha here's a funny thing. Im here in my living room, cutting my toenails (okay like how gross can i get) and wierd noises seemed to be coming from the kitchen. So im imagining that some &lt;em&gt;'Spiderman'&lt;/em&gt; (not the hero) is climbing into my window and suddenly just attack me and Grandmere. Well, my first reaction would be to scream and hide behind my her ofcourse lol. But i always believed she's must braver than me i guess and i don't think i would be able to whack him up (Judging from my size). But thank God its all just my imagination(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty much the same for me. Friends who comes and goes and i tell you this is a major issue. But im starting to get the hang of it. Studies haven't been much suckier. I think im so going bongors with my all time enemy &lt;strong&gt;MATHS&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;MALAY!&lt;/strong&gt; Well what do you know the 2 &lt;strong&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My maths teacher noticed me drinking yoghurt in class for the past few days and she finally knew it was my favourite lol. &lt;em&gt;"Yesterday it was blue right? Now its purple."&lt;/em&gt; She's so cute! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During english oh my god i sooo have to tell you guys this, the clock hanging on my classroom wall &lt;strong&gt;DROPPED!&lt;/strong&gt; The glass like shattered into pieces. &lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; I was busy scribbling on my diary when all of a sudden i heard this &lt;strong&gt;CLOG!&lt;/strong&gt; sound and i look up and before i knew it the clock fell. It was so scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We certainly didn't know what caused the clock to drop but lucky there wasn't anyone standing underneath the clock since it was just right under the whiteboard. Not even my teacher. I really didn't want to see an ugly sight. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeez.&lt;/span&gt; With all the blood gushing out and yedayeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right after school, i met up with dear Kenzee again. He seemed to be bragging soo much about something. &lt;em&gt;Yakitty yak&lt;/em&gt; we went on and on. And now im back at home on a lonely Friday night. Well at least i wont be missing tonight's episode of &lt;em&gt;Mars VS Venus.&lt;/em&gt; That should keep me occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for my overly boring entry every single day. But who cares! Its my blog. &lt;strong&gt;LOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Grandmere won't be staying over at my Aunts place. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pfft.&lt;/span&gt; When i wanted to have fun (without worries) tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uhg!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2970486381526043779?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2970486381526043779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2970486381526043779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2970486381526043779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2970486381526043779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/haha-heres-funny-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3160620860734122452</id><published>2007-05-17T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:16:19.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sure have been a wet wet thursday. School today ended great. Met up with &lt;em&gt;Kensee Penzee&lt;/em&gt; this afternoon and it was great too. I missed him alot and it surely has been awhile since i last seen him due to his projects and lame shits. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pfuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the weekened again. &lt;strong&gt;Wowwhee!&lt;/strong&gt; Kenzee's dad is leaving for India again tomorrow. I guess i won't be there to sent him off. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pffft.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Well have a safe trip Uncle Jumat!&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New movies are coming up this May and i can't wait to catch it with Kenz. &lt;em&gt;Shrek3, Pirates of the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;carribean&lt;/em&gt; and not forgetting &lt;em&gt;Transformers.&lt;/em&gt; Well Ken has been waiting for that movie. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;giggles.&lt;/span&gt; My silly boy is going for a job interview this coming Monday! &lt;em&gt;Like finally!&lt;/em&gt; Yeah(: I wish him all the best and im giving him my lucky necklace just for luck hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez. I have nothing much to say already. I guess i have a day left to attend school before i can sleep late and wake up late in the morning (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Countdown to school holiday: &lt;em&gt;8days &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hint hint*&lt;/span&gt; i need new stuffs. Well you know and i know! Muacks! (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3160620860734122452?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3160620860734122452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3160620860734122452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3160620860734122452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3160620860734122452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-sure-have-been-wet-wet-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2373654376542077190</id><published>2007-05-16T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:58:58.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/pri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been twisting and turning in a space that's too small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been drawing the line and watching it fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've been closing me in , closing the space in my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching us fading and watching us fall apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I can't explain why it's not enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz I gave it all to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you leave me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh just leave me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's the better thing to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to surrender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been too long pretending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's no use in trying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When the pieces don't fit anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs from &lt;em&gt;James Morrison.&lt;/em&gt; I would just break down into tears just listening to this song. aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise im addicted to the &lt;em&gt;Prep&lt;/em&gt; book im reading now and i can't get enough of it. But yet again its a novel. I guess there's only one series. One book. Jeez. In between class i would be reading it. On my way to school and on the way back home from school. Im trying to find this author &lt;em&gt;Meg Cabot&lt;/em&gt; all day long well specifically &lt;em&gt;Princess's Diary.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was boring. Gloomy. Well except during D and T lesson. I finally have my materials to make my artefact! Wowwhee! Oh and &lt;strong&gt;MALAY&lt;/strong&gt; class was absolutely &lt;strong&gt;TERRIBLE!&lt;/strong&gt; My malay teacher came back after er.. i think some studying shit if im not wrong and guess what, she gave us this pile of work like &lt;em&gt;POW&lt;/em&gt; it fell on my table. Massive massive heart attack! &lt;strong&gt;OUCH!&lt;/strong&gt; Sh'es been saying my name for the past 2 hours too. Talking about how i must buck and and kapoosh! I went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Lets push that aside. Went back home and read my little book and fell asleep again. Woke up and i felt like i just had a hangover. Jeez. Had this huge headache. I hate napping in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already missed so many episode of &lt;em&gt;Mars VS Venus&lt;/em&gt; and i can't afford to miss todays episode.&lt;br /&gt;Anway Kenzee has lol. Silly him! He's out with his friend for dinner and i can't wait to talk to him tonight. I so miss him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time for some popcorn!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2373654376542077190?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2373654376542077190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2373654376542077190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2373654376542077190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2373654376542077190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-been-twisting-and-turning-in-space.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3575871617607654607</id><published>2007-05-15T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:30:51.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/glen.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started late today. Well it was a good thing cuz i slept pretty darn late last night. I always make it a point to have at least 8 hours of sleep. Well, its to keep myself from dozing off in class. lol. Morning started out wet and cold. Had this sudden urge to get the yummy yoghurt drink at 7-eleven on my way to school. But i decided not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was great. Well thinking about it, i think tuesday is one of my favourite day of the week. This is the only day where we have 4 periods of english total slackness and we are allowed to spent an hour in the library. And im so in love with this book im reading &lt;em&gt;PREP.&lt;/em&gt; Its so &lt;strong&gt;kawabangga!&lt;/strong&gt; lol. Whatever that means. I can picture myself in the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have this really cool game called Assassin where the whole school (who wanted to take part) was involved. Not forgetting there would be storys about having crushes on popular guys and what happens in their dorms at night and stuffs like that. Its really &lt;em&gt;facinating.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the entire afternoon reading the book till i fell asleep. Gosh! I didn't even notice i have snoozed out till it got cold and realised i was looking for my blanket. I woke up just in time for dinner too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Laptop has been pretty cranky lately and i can't blame anyone else but my stinking brother. All because of his carelessness, Mr.Laptop was&lt;em&gt; blowwwnn&lt;/em&gt; off the table. I just feel like killing everyone who gets in my way (whooo angry me lol-.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered with anything already by the way. &lt;strong&gt;Screw my life and screw you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having a little snack. Chocolate ice cream! &lt;em&gt;YUMMY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-3575871617607654607?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3575871617607654607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3575871617607654607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3575871617607654607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3575871617607654607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/school-started-late-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-8255175660173592707</id><published>2007-05-14T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T22:08:33.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/me2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love love me, love love me, love love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so think im really getting the hang of it reading &lt;strong&gt;Prep&lt;/strong&gt;. And i think i might enjoy it lol. Anyway, i so hate taking buses in the morning and since i know i can either choose  the route going to Marsiling or the route going to woodlands. Im stuck! The bus going to marsiling takes like forever to arrive &lt;em&gt;ugh&lt;/em&gt; same goes to the bus going to woodlands. &lt;strong&gt;Jeez.&lt;/strong&gt; Why can't i just live somewer near the mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god i finally made it in time for school after taking this ulu bus 178 to the woodlands interchange. I was really dying for the yoghurt drink (strawberry) that kenzee has been offering me at his place and thanks to him, i think im addicted to it. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall, today went pretty fine. Except for the last period where i had this massive headache. Kenzee had this group meeting and so we couldn't meet up today. I went back home, took a little snooze and before i knew it, it was almost 8pm. 5 hours of sleep. Gosh, i wonder how im going to sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I wanted was to know I'm safe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't want to lose the love I've found&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Remember when you said that you would change&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't let me downIt's not fair how you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't be complete, can you give me more?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got to give me everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; nothing less cause&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im in love with &lt;strong&gt;Gwen's&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Spanking&lt;/em&gt; new song&lt;em&gt; 4 in the morning&lt;/em&gt;. And her video is just &lt;strong&gt;HOT.&lt;/strong&gt; She looks really good. aww..love. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yeah, i won't be writing anything else.Jeez. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK YOU LA LAME MOTHER FUCKERS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, we'll see you bunch of retards!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G'nighty lovebirds! Have a pleasant evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-8255175660173592707?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/8255175660173592707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=8255175660173592707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/8255175660173592707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/8255175660173592707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/anyway-you-want-to-anyway-youve-got-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5907894567988381419</id><published>2007-05-13T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T17:57:06.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/mr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(wa-wa-wa) Its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOTHER's DAY!&lt;/span&gt; And i just want to wish all mothers out there for er...just being a mother and tolerating all our craps. Picking up our&lt;strong&gt; SHITS,&lt;/strong&gt; cleaning our asses and all that yadayada. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY MUMMYS ALL AROUND(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up pretty late today. I took black beauty under my pillow and looked at the time. It was almost 12pm. Well, it was obvious, a whole lot of nagging from her again. Jeez. So i ignored her. And boy did it help, i was having my breakfast and i was busy reading this magazine while she was yacking away haha. (how awfully rude, but i cant help it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im stuck here now, at home. Doing nothing. Most probably going to watch&lt;em&gt; A lot like love again&lt;/em&gt;. I guess Kenzee and his family will be celebrating mothere's day. So i won't be seeing him. Our relationship is still going strong and we are so much in &lt;strong&gt;LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt; No hanky pankys in between relationships. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's for sure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (: And no cheating at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(random) I just can't wait for school to end like 2 more weeks from now. Pfuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, don't think you have such an awfully lovely man there by your side. I know your dirty little secret &lt;strong&gt;BIATCH&lt;/strong&gt;! You're not so innocent and &lt;strong&gt;LOVING&lt;/strong&gt; to your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BF&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at all hahaha(:&lt;br /&gt;I pity you mister, you sure don't know whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so i was chatting with my sweet cupcake again and we can't help but just bitch about people. We &lt;strong&gt;ARE &lt;/strong&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;GOSSIP&lt;/strong&gt; queen and king after all. (for all of you who might not know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you can ask a postman for help or something, labour job helps keep you trim and fit. It helps you lose all that extra pounds. And i bet he's a really happy man and earns alot(: Tell him to teach you some skills maybe it'll be useful for you in the future and it can upkeep you and your family for the next er...20 years or so. Its a good job, good pay, maybe you can have a good life(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. Everyone's right, Enjoy life now cuz' you'll never know what hits you in the end of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5907894567988381419?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5907894567988381419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5907894567988381419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5907894567988381419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5907894567988381419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/wa-wa-wa-its-mothers-day-and-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2268920969244281614</id><published>2007-05-12T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:13:36.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/twin.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its finally saturday. The day of peace and relaxation. Well minus all the nagging and attitude problem that grandmere has been giving me for the past like uh..forever. Yeah, she's back alright. That means no more freedom for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept around 2:30am last night (had this massive attack on my womb that brought tears into my eyes therefore i couldn't sleep very well) after almost finishing this book im reading &lt;em&gt;Princess&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;in pink&lt;/em&gt; by&lt;strong&gt; Meg Cabot&lt;/strong&gt; and i so love it. Love the romance between Mia and Michael. I finished the entire book (: and so i've started on this new book &lt;em&gt;PREP&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;curtis sitten&lt;/strong&gt;feld on the way to Kenzee's place and it looks pretty interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenzee had to babysit his fat brother. Jeez. Accompanied him forawhile, his parents went to malaysia and his bro is just so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahhhhhh &lt;/span&gt;(kill kill kill him!) I went back home after that had dinner and just got stuck on the living room sofa changing channel every few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at around 845pm, there was a knock on the door and it was Kenzee! yeah, he came(: So we watched &lt;strong&gt;A lot like LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; and Ashton really looks cute. The movie was just so romantic. Aww i cant help but just kiss Kenzee Penzee all over his cheek. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im chatting with him now and there's some stuffs that has been bothering us lately. Well here's what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;franKENs†ein- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they like got no money. but they want to act rich. so when they save money and got enough money to eat somewhere where they dunt usually got a chance to eat, they &lt;strong&gt;FLAUNT IT EVERY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SINGLE WAY THEY WANT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;franKENs†ein- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so today blabla and me went to eat at swensens, he had a,b,c,d,e,f,g and i had z,x,h,q,j but i felt like having o,p,l after that but nah i had ,w,y,u instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cherryREDdoll-the diary of glen* says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but its okay baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cherryREDdoll-the diary of glen* says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ppl just want to be u noe be in the spotlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cherryREDdoll-the diary of glen* says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and so ppl will envy them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;franKENs†ein- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah cause people dunt know them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;franKENs†ein- says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but people like me who know them too well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;franKENs†ein- says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will just get so irritated by their fakeness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can so tell how mad he was. Well i feel you darling. Whatever to them. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to have to stop now. Its past midnight and i don't wanna get caught using the laptop at this hour. You know how cranky that old lady can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodnight.(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2268920969244281614?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2268920969244281614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2268920969244281614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2268920969244281614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2268920969244281614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-its-finally-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-6604508938404689545</id><published>2007-05-12T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T18:50:31.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So its finally saturday. The day of peace and relaxation. Well minus all the nagging and attitude problem that grandmere has been giving me for the past like uh..forever. Yeah, she's back alright. That means no more freedom for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept around 2:30am last night (had this massive attack on my womb that brought tears into my eyes therefore i couldn't sleep very well) after almost finishing this book im reading Princess in pink by Meg Cabot and i so love it. Love the romance between Mia and Michael. I finished the entire book (: and so i've started on this new book PREP by curtis sittenfeld on the way to Kenzee's place and it looks pretty interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenzee had to babysit his fat brother. Jeez. Accompanied him forawhile, his parents went to malaysia and his bro is just so ahhhhhh (kill kill kill him!) I went back home after that had dinner and just got stuck on the living room sofa changing channel every few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at around 845pm, there was a knock on the door and it was Kenzee! yeah, he came(: So we watched A lot like LOVE and Ashton really looks cute. The movie was just so romantic. Aww i cant help but just kiss Kenzee Penzee all over his cheek. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im chatting with him now and some stuffs that been bothering us lately. Well here's what he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;franKENs†ein- says:&lt;br /&gt;they like got no money. but they want to act rich. so when they save money and got enough money to eat somewhere where they dunt usually got a chance to eat, they FLAUNT IT EVERY SINGLE WAY THEY WANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;franKENs†ein- says:&lt;br /&gt;so today blabla and me went to eat at swensens, he had a,b,c,d,e,f,g and i had z,x,h,q,j but i felt like having o,p,l after that but nah i had ,w,y,u instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherryREDdoll-the diary of glen* says:&lt;br /&gt;but its okay baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherryREDdoll-the diary of glen* says:&lt;br /&gt;this ppl just want to be u noe be in the spotlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherryREDdoll-the diary of glen* says:&lt;br /&gt;and so ppl will envy them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can so tell how mad he was. Well i feel you darling. Whatever to them. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to have to stop now. Its past midnight and i don't wann get caught using the laptop at this hour. You know how cranky that old lady can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-6604508938404689545?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/6604508938404689545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=6604508938404689545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6604508938404689545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6604508938404689545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-its-finally-saturday_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7011475215438211019</id><published>2007-05-11T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T11:27:47.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now that i am seventeen, (Not a girl, not yet a woman, Just like Britney) it is time that i put away childish things like Kenzee said and begin to live my life as an adult that im striving to become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well according to Carl Jung, the famous psychoanalyst, in order to achieve self-actualization-acceptance, peace, contentment, fulfillment, health, happiness and joy- one must practice compassion, love, warmth, forgiveness,&lt;strong&gt; FRIENDSHIP&lt;/strong&gt;, kindness, gratitude and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, from now on, I pledge to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop slacking around. I really mean it this time.&lt;br /&gt;2. Make decent grades.&lt;br /&gt;3. Be nicer to people.&lt;br /&gt;4. Well, if they are back stabbers than i'll just have to ignore them.&lt;br /&gt;5. Figure out how im suppose to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;6. Im going to make my holiday useful.&lt;br /&gt;7. Never make Kenzee Penzee angry/ break his heart.&lt;br /&gt;8. Stop looking at wallets (counting the no. of them i lost) jeez.&lt;br /&gt;9. Suntanning at Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;10. Stop using my dads shaving cream on my leg. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I've done all this, i should become a fully self-actualized, and ready to experience some well-deserved joy. And really, everything in the list is fairly doable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmere's out and about and she'll not be at home for the weekend. She'll be crashing at her sisters hood well, actually it started yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday (yesterday), Had a &lt;strong&gt;blast&lt;/strong&gt; at Vivo city with Kenzee. Had dinner and chitty-chatted for awhile. Chilled at his place, than he came over to place and had a sleepover party(: Didn't sleep till it was past 2am. So i sang him a lulluby (u know cus he got school to attend to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alarm clock woke me up and not forgtting Kenzee jumping all over me trying to wake me up. Well he gave up and took a shower. (wa-wa-wa) Than he appeared again, boy it was hell. I was just too sleepy and just wated to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, my tummy is really giving me a big headache. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT HURTS ALOT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;It hurts it&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;hurts&lt;/strong&gt;. Im so glad theres no school today cuz' i so hate it when i go to school with my tummy all crammed up and it just feels so uncomfortable. I want this pain to end quickly. How can i go out like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, im so hungry. No breakfast, no lunch. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OUCH!&lt;/span&gt; Its really hurting pretty badly now. I think i should be on my way to my deathbed and just roll up into a ball and pray that the pain will go away. &lt;strong&gt;I can't wait to see him again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/us-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Up, up and away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7011475215438211019?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7011475215438211019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7011475215438211019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7011475215438211019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7011475215438211019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/now-that-i-am-seventeen-not-girl-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-4198651543523882870</id><published>2007-05-08T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T19:48:09.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;, I was suppose to go to the Old Folks home at woodlands to complete my CIP hours but instead i went to Chua Chu Kang to finally have my Ezlink card done. It feels good holding one now and i'll definately guard it with my life. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, changed and met Kenny B at Somerset, job hunting. Well, it sucked. Pfft. haha Ken lend me his lucky pen and gave me a peck on the forehead for good luck (: It was so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after dinner, we had a long journey back home and arrived just in time to watch Mondays episode of Mars VS Venus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt; was alright, i guess. Half the school was empty again and not forgetting the weather was just so terribly &lt;strong&gt;HOT!&lt;/strong&gt; So after school, we took the bus from woodlands interchange to Man Fu Tong Nursing/ Old Folks home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience was good. The place looked old though. They really look pathetic. Most of them were wheel chair bound just sitting in this huge dining area doing nothing. Do you know how boring it is. And surprisingly, we encountered some cat fights between the old grandma's. Shocking i tell you. They would tell us how their things got stolen and what their daughter and sons did to them, bringing them at such a horrible boring place to leave in. Well, it surely was cruel and brought tears to their eyes. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving that aside. Im back at home, safe and sound. I can't wait to watch Mars VS Venus again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and im thinking of trimming my hair later. &lt;em&gt;whoohoo!&lt;/em&gt; Little Kens sick today and i just wanna wish him a speedy recovery. (: &lt;strong&gt;WITH LOVE B!&lt;/strong&gt; I'll visit you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here was saturdays cam-fucked pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Kenny B and Darell acting gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/ken-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Todays quote of the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's completely impossible to find a guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;who won't ever hurt you,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so go for the guy who will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;make the pain worthwhile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-4198651543523882870?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/4198651543523882870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=4198651543523882870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4198651543523882870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/4198651543523882870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/monday-i-was-suppose-to-go-to-old-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5801735644211162945</id><published>2007-05-06T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T12:34:46.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLAST!&lt;/span&gt; Ken came over to my place, bought me food from old changki and cheese dogs from cavanas. Chilled for a little while before heading off to town (somerset). Met Darell his schoolmate at Cine and had dinner at Food Rupublic over at Wisma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than we met up with Ken's ex secondary classmate Afiq and we walked and talked and yadayada chilled at Starbucks. Talked about soccer, about the freaking Japanese soldiers, about Miss S'pore, about some bitches asses and stuffs like that. Saw a couple of familiar faces here and there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked out of starbucks and talked all the way back to Cine again and met up with Kolin and gang. Some people look fatter and uglier some got more bitchier..oops! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHATEVER!&lt;/span&gt; hah.&lt;br /&gt;The guys played CS in this tiny room they booked and yeah they had fun. But i was there freezing to death. lol. It was past mid-night and im still out and about. Wondering. The rest went back home except me, Ken and Darell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam-fucked alot. Well it was mostly the two &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BROOOOTHER!&lt;/span&gt; I was the one taking all of their pictures. Not to mention they had the same freaking pose. So i had to come in and give them my directing skills hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was 2am, we decided to head on to our seperate ways. Me and Ken took the cab back home and stayed over at my Dad's place. And now im back here at woodlands typing this fairytale of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its &lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY &lt;/strong&gt;already.Pfft. How time flies. Im going to meet Ken again and we're going to watch &lt;strong&gt;Spiderman&lt;/strong&gt; at around 3 at cathay. Yeap, with his whole family.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im still wondering when ishould make my Ezlink card. Boy it sucks losing the bloody card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, better make my move now before i get hell from him lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I haven recieved any pics yet so i wont upload any for today(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5801735644211162945?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5801735644211162945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5801735644211162945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5801735644211162945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5801735644211162945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/yesterday-was-blast-ken-came-over-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-8451619251538863158</id><published>2007-05-05T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T12:10:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/licious.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big girls you are beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get yourself to the Butterfly Lounge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Find yourself a big lady&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big boy come on around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And they'll be calling you baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes so here i am alone again at home on a &lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/strong&gt; morning. Ken is still fast asleep in his tinkytonky world. I've been trying to wake him up by calling him non-stop and smsing him but hais i give up already. I want him to bring me food :( Im so super hungry now and i was thinking of popping some cereals down my throat. Haha but yet again, i can't get my lazy ass to walk to the kitchen. &lt;strong&gt;Pfft!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomaches been grumbling but that doesn't stop me from cleaning my room up. Well, it's partly clean. I mean it looks neater now, i guess. &lt;em&gt;*bite lips*&lt;/em&gt; not forgetting i woke up so early at around 9am i think and vacuumed the whole castle from top to bottom. Haha, lol. i even vacuumed the curtains. &lt;em&gt;*oops*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im still not sure whether i should waste my money and get a new ezlink card or just wait for a few more weeks. &lt;strong&gt;Pfft.&lt;/strong&gt; Oh well, its nearly 12 and i seriously have no idea whats going to happen today. Ohh, maybe a little visit to the Carnival again. &lt;em&gt;*giggles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weary of the kids when their wearin' their hoods up,&lt;br /&gt;and even if they smile at you, you think its a stick-up.&lt;br /&gt;You only buy the paper just to cut out the coupons,&lt;br /&gt;your saving 50p but what do you want with tampons?&lt;br /&gt;Your always at the doctor picking up your prescription,&lt;br /&gt;and they throw in some K-Y just to ease up the friction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to my daydreaming routine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-8451619251538863158?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/8451619251538863158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=8451619251538863158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/8451619251538863158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/8451619251538863158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/big-girls-you-are-beautiful-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2121695104663480346</id><published>2007-05-04T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T00:16:38.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/blog-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say. I have such rotten rotten luck. Unfortunately, i &lt;strong&gt;lost my wallet again&lt;/strong&gt;. Ken got really pissed and i don't blame him after spending so much on the wallet. Im really sorry. This time, im gonna save up and use my own money to get a new Ezlink card. I really hate having a wallet now.pfft. I can never keep an eye on it. Arg. I hate those fcukers who don't return it to the rightful owner :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the afternoon was terrible. No one was at home. I couldn't go out. I stayed at home walking up and down and not forgetting it was a bloody hot too. So i blasted the fan on my face although i thought of turning on the aircon but nah.. too lazy. I couldn't help but to take 2 showers to cool myself. brrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i got ready and waited for Ken at Marsiling Mrt station. Had dinner at Causeway point and headed back home. OH and we missed todays chinese episode. sheesh! So Woodlands was packed with people big and small, ah beng and Ah lian, minah and mat. Yes, the Carnival is still on but i don think for long. I haven't even gotten the chance to ride on any of the rides yet. &lt;strong&gt;HMPH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MOTHERS DAYS&lt;/span&gt; coming soon. I still can't decide what to give her. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Think think. &lt;em&gt;*cracking head*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to sleep soon. Can't wait for Ken to come company me the whole day tomorrow! &lt;strong&gt;YES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting pretty late and my Grand is not back home yet. Wonder what could she be doing. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why can't I sleep at night,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't say it's gonna be alright,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna be able to eat spaghetti bolognaise,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and not feel bad about it for days and days and days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the magazines they talk about weight loss,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I buy those jeans I can look like Kate Moss,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh no it's not the life I chose,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I guess that's the way that things go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight PRINCESS(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-2121695104663480346?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2121695104663480346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2121695104663480346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2121695104663480346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2121695104663480346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-can-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-2385464606249573914</id><published>2007-05-03T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:47:15.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarise my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been pretty empty due to the Mid-Year exams for all level except students who are taking &lt;strong&gt;'N'&lt;/strong&gt;. So we conquer the canteen &lt;em&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;/em&gt; and we conquer the school. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been slacking at kens place after school.&lt;br /&gt;Been eating &lt;strong&gt;BBQ chicken wing&lt;/strong&gt; (bought it at woodlands pasar malam)&lt;br /&gt;And i think im addicted to it cuz' i've been buying at least one chicken wing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Ken &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt; it too &lt;em&gt;*smile*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so i bought this Bubble tea, super sweet honeydew sago and it gave me a bad soar throat after that. Im never gonna drink that ever again. No matter how nice and &lt;strong&gt;SUGARY&lt;/strong&gt; it was. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been watching this chinese series on channel 8 called &lt;strong&gt;MARS VS VENUS.&lt;/strong&gt; Its about relationship and stuffs like that. Ken's been watching it too hehe. Ain't he cute (like an old hag). &lt;em&gt;*cutecute*&lt;/em&gt; And oh its only the 3rd episode today so go watch it okay. It starts at 9pm everyday except for Sat and Sun. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SO GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been pretty moody this past few days especially in the early mornings. Before sunrise. Yes been pretty cold and i've been warming up to my extra layer of nicely scented sweater. I did felt like sleeping in class a couple of times. How i wish i could just do that. But nah..i can't. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHAT A BUMMER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're in love when you see that someone &amp;your heart flutters, your stomach gets butterflies,&amp;amp; the rest of the world disappears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's about time now. I don wanna miss the beginning of the show.&lt;br /&gt;Signing out. *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;APPLAUSE!&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/14798395-2385464606249573914?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/2385464606249573914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=2385464606249573914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2385464606249573914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/2385464606249573914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-summarise-my-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-6192349277008859597</id><published>2007-05-01T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T17:28:05.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/drama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;/span&gt; Went to Takashimaya with Granny, bought a vacuum cleaner lol at best denki than Ken came and helped us carry back home sweets! Thanks and we do appreciate it okay!&lt;br /&gt;He came over to my place, rested forawhile, tried the new vacuum (probably throwing the old one away) and left for town again. His mom was suppose to call us over to join them for supper and some drinking session but they were too indulged in their candle light dinner thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Ken went over to Raffles city instead and he got me this nice little wallet from Accessorize. It had little red/maroon flowers on it. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CUTE!&lt;/span&gt; After walking around, we got a little thirsty and tired so i treated him to &lt;strong&gt;Starbucks.&lt;/strong&gt; He had chocolate frap and i got this iced passion tea. It tasted horrible and i kept pouring sugar into it. Ken was reading was reading this magazine about Japan and told me he'll take me there for out honeymoon &lt;em&gt;*awww*&lt;/em&gt; heheh(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My Granny was ready to leave the house when she accidently left her house and room key in her room after locking her room door.&lt;em&gt;*tsk*&lt;/em&gt; I wanted to climbed in her room since she had a small whole on the top of her door. But it was too high and i could have broken my bones. So we waited for my bro to return home instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was supposed to meet my long time no see girlfriend Joyce at 2:30pm and visit Mary at her work place after that but i had to change plan. Went over to Ken's place chilled for awhile than he's mom booked lunch at Hotel Rendevous and invited me along so i had to meet Joyce a little later. After lunch, his parents went home and i went for a walk down dhoby ghaut and got myself a &lt;strong&gt;FOX&lt;/strong&gt; vintage T-shirt. It was cute. Green too! One of my Fave colour(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Joyce at her workplace at &lt;strong&gt;Buttcheek &lt;/strong&gt;over at Cathay and joked around with her. Since there were no customers, i decided to try on little bikinis. Hehe. I loved the ButCheek hot pants. I wanna get that in black and peach.(: &lt;strong&gt;Soooo dope!&lt;/strong&gt; Her bf was there to accompany her too, Oh and she's bald now lol. And did more piercing, on her cheeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/j.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i was suppose to go to the carnival at woodlands but decided not too in the end. I met up with Ken at Queenstown, and had dinner at Vivo city. He got this Cool T from Pull and bear which i chose since he couldn't make up his fickle mind. Than had a romantic night at the rooftop to end the day(: gossipping under the moon and the stars. Looking at cable cars way above us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was super duper cold, but he was there to warm me up(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, I'm a scene, I'm a drama queen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-6192349277008859597?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/6192349277008859597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=6192349277008859597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6192349277008859597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6192349277008859597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/05/saturday-went-to-takashimaya-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-1951042391045973492</id><published>2007-04-27T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:17:21.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/bubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where are the hopes, where are the dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Cinderella story scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When do you think they'll finally see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me hear you say hey hey hey &lt;strong&gt;ALRIGHT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has been a wet wet super duper wet day. I had a really crappy morning to start my day. The bus was really getting on my &lt;strong&gt;EFFING&lt;/strong&gt; nerve. It felt as if the bus was never gonna arrive. And on top of that i felt like i was riding on a humungous caterpillar. And &lt;strong&gt;NO THANKS&lt;/strong&gt; for the bus ride, i was late for school. I had to run 5 rounds round the carpark and gawd! i just recovered from the deadly virus and now i have to run. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT LUCK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day went well. The rest of the school were having their Mid-Year mother tongue exam and so i had no chemistry lesson Yippie! My teacher was involve in some preparations. Ohh and speaking of no lesson, i had no extra lesson today too! &lt;em&gt;lalalala*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i skipped my way to Ken's place. (avril lavigne was on my stereo) nice okay!&lt;br /&gt;His dad is back for 2weeks from India...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;randomrandom*&lt;/span&gt; helped myself to this yummy strawberry yoghurt in his fridge (his mummy loves &lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay so the mrt was freezing cold some kepo &lt;strong&gt;MAN&lt;/strong&gt; here and there looking at my hp when i was typing my msgs. I so felt like kicking him. Oh ang guess wat, when i was on my way to ken's place, this 'makcik' fainted on the platform. omg so i didn't know what to do i just like quickly went beside her and looked at her. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lol*&lt;/span&gt; (i didn't know what to do) I was effing scared okay! So yeah, the purple man came to the rescue (control station ppl) and brought her down to have coffee or what i have no idea. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mak cik Mak cik what happen? Aiyoyola!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woodlands have ths carnival thingy going on anyway next to causeway point. I can't wait to head down there one of this days and enjoy the kiddy rides. (: Care to join me ladies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Friday and tomorrows &lt;strong&gt;SATURDAY!&lt;/strong&gt; Whoohoo! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-1951042391045973492?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/1951042391045973492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=1951042391045973492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1951042391045973492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/1951042391045973492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-are-hopes-where-are-dreams-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-6084576942933593689</id><published>2007-04-26T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T17:56:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/shut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's what i've been up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FOUND MY WALLET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lol. With everything inside ofcourse but isn't it obvious that they would give everything except for the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KACHING!&lt;/span&gt; Uh hm. You dig me. Well at least i have my IC back now. It all happen on tuesday morn, my brother left home for school and found a note on my gate saying ' &lt;strong&gt;GLENNYS:&lt;/strong&gt; Your wallet is in your letterbox' LOL. So that was it. Granny had to waste her money getting me a nex ezlink card. &lt;em&gt;*frown*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/span&gt; Ahh yes wednesday is the day i was attacked with a deadly virus. Well not so deadly but still deadly. er..okay. Yeah so anyway, i've been feeling rather weak and cold in class. Slept during maths lesson and didn't attend the extra lesson after school. Syuhaila so happen to lose her wallet and handphone in class and managed to get it back after the guys in my class found it behind the guys cubicle. &lt;strong&gt;BLOODY&lt;/strong&gt; bastard whoever took it and we know its one of you from our class. &lt;em&gt;*tktsk*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Ken fetched me after school, bought chocolates for me and just chilled at my place till we both fell asleep. After we woke up he bought dinner for me and granny and went back home later. He's so sweet okay! And oh, his mom got him a new hp.&lt;em&gt; K800i&lt;/em&gt; a male version of my black beauty(: (the same model as mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/span&gt; Thursday morning, it was cold and wet. I was still down with a fever. So i didn't attend school and just slept throught the morning listening to the comfort of the rain pouring.&lt;br /&gt;Had porridge for lunch (not that bad) and im feeling so hungry now. At least im feeling a lil bit better too. I finally have the appetite to eat the Ferrero rocher he bought for me yest. The virus left me with a bitter taste in my mouth so had to suck on something sweet. I still have the MnM's in the fridge and some chewychewy gums. Nah, i think i'll save it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My tummys been grumbling. So im gonna head on to the kitchen and get me some sandwiches(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/baboosh.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-6084576942933593689?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/6084576942933593689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=6084576942933593689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6084576942933593689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6084576942933593689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/heres-what-ive-been-up-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-6066513138795690992</id><published>2007-04-23T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:47:03.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/ohh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SATURDAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;*NOT FORGETTING ITS MY 20TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY WITH POPPY*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(smilesmile)&lt;/em&gt; Little miss sunshine woke up bright and early got ready to pack, change and hit the road to our neighbouring country Malaysia (Johor Bahru) with Mr Ken and his family (mummy, fat bro and ATOK.) lol. Left my place at around 12pm, took the cab to the terminal and waited for around 10min for them to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached the busy street of JB and waited for his aunt to fetch us in her little cute proton car. There wasn't enough space(His bro's ass is twice as big as mine) so i had to sit on Poppys lap(:&lt;br /&gt;So we arrived at her simple Bangalow house( that's where we slept) and started watching tv.lol. Hindustani movies, since Ken's mummy likes watching it. We had Nasi lemak for lunch too. It was &lt;strong&gt;DELICIOUS&lt;/strong&gt; okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than we drove to Giant (ken wanted to drive but didn't get to..poor thing) to do a little shopping. We got Durains 24 (ken hates durians), a few can drinks ohhh and bubblegums. &lt;em&gt;*yummyyum*&lt;/em&gt; Got back home and watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KUNTILANAK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Although i didn't understand what the hackelberry they were talking about i could still see the story line. But i find the ending abit 'senge' right? Ken and his mummy fell asleep and it was more of the Kuntilanak watching them instead of the other way round. His aunt started laughing at me when i realise that i was covering my eyes with the CD cover lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner and this place (i dont know where) the stingray was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAWT!&lt;/span&gt; Ohh and the otak-otak too. &lt;em&gt;Lovelove!&lt;/em&gt; Im craving for it now...i feel my tummy rumbling. &lt;em&gt;pfft!&lt;/em&gt; Anyways, we than drove off to this Thai festival thingy and walked around for a while looking at the mini stalls they set up. Poppy bought me this spongebob sticker thing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT WAS CUTE!&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't take my eyes off it &lt;em&gt;aiyoyo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home, took a nice long cold bath and headed straight to bed. His mummy and bro took most of the blanky and i had to sleep shivering. Ish! Poppy than slept beside me and gave me warmth&lt;em&gt; aww!&lt;/em&gt; hehe(: &lt;em&gt;squeezeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;/span&gt; The next morning, woke up at 10am. Had to entertain the little noisy boy at home (aka harry potter) he's only 6 but my gawd! he's super talketive. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU MACAM KUCING LA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MEOW MEOW!&lt;/span&gt; (he's fav sentence haha) He's cute, well sometimes. So after packing up, we left Malaysia at around 6pm, ken's aunt drove us back home to Singapore (but this time with a family car(:) Safe and sound...&lt;em&gt;phew.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONDAY.&lt;/span&gt; I wasn't late for school &lt;em&gt;*yay!*&lt;/em&gt; I had no extra lesson but had this assembly performance after school about &lt;em&gt;'KEPO'&lt;/em&gt;. It was hilarious at some point but lame too. haha. Than it started pouring buckets of tears. Followed by thunder and lightning. I was drenched by the water vapour just waiting for the train to arrive at the platform lol! that i had to hide behind a pillar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so for now, Im gonna revise some stuffs for Social studies test on the 25th. And im so gonna passss &lt;em&gt;lalal lalal...lalala&lt;/em&gt;(: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;giggles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/L-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/yay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/dan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight baby Romeos and Juliets(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-6066513138795690992?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/6066513138795690992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=6066513138795690992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6066513138795690992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/6066513138795690992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-3427990124006834004</id><published>2007-04-20T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T19:48:28.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/R-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TODAY WAS FANTASTIC!&lt;/span&gt; 2.4km run was superb. I managed to pass and my timing was 16min. I mean 8 rounds round the school field is damn tiring. So i got into the 26th position (not to bad right?). I was really proud of myself because it was surprising that i managed to keep on running all the way and i have to thank Nazihah too for being there beside me for the whole 8 rounds(: You girlies out there did a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; job too. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the day went as usual than it was the time of the day where our maths result was released. Zafirah was being irritating as ever haha (no offence darling) she couldn't wait to get her result. She was so over excited, screaming and shouting and running all over the place waiting for her name to be called out. She look as if she was possesed till Fatin and Syahril had to hold both her hands lol. It was an awful sight i tell ya. And when she finally got her paper she screamed even more.(ahhh) She even hugged my maths teacher lol. Silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to pass too okay. As well as Hazirah(: But unfortunately for my dear Nazihah, she didnt. But its okay girl. We know you tried your best (insert giggle).&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Let me give you a hug!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/M-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my result as well as Hazirah's(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell rang and finally chaos was over. lol. Hazirah accompanied me to CCK to make my new Ezlink card and i followed her to get her hair cut. I hate the sun today. I was perspiring and feeling very uneasy. Thank god the aircon at the salon was strong enough to cool me down.&lt;br /&gt;She went back home and i went back to school. English was so boring. I was trying to keep awake the whole lesson till i finally gave up and took a nap lol. (snore snore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im back at home now. I can't wait to go to Malaysia tomorrow with Poppy and his mummy(: I want to get stuffs! Oh puh-lease...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHOPPING!&lt;/span&gt; ( do the jiggle wiggle dance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooh, we'll take a visit to your Mama's house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Creep to the bedroom while your Mama's out&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe she'll hear it when we scream and shout&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll keep it rocking until she comes knocking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/heart.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVED!&lt;/em&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/14798395-3427990124006834004?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/3427990124006834004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=3427990124006834004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3427990124006834004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/3427990124006834004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-fantastic-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5978311199506045291</id><published>2007-04-19T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:49:15.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/E-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good evening(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened to my blogger account but at least it's still working and i'm still able to post my entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;THURSDAY!&lt;/strong&gt; And soon it'll be &lt;strong&gt;FRIDAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! I finally told my grand about my missing wallet this morning in school because last night while i was 'sleeping', she came in my room and asked for my ic. It was a horrible experience and for to tell her the truth was tingling all over my head. So i just went back to sleep and didn't answer her. Lucky she forgot all about it and went back to her room. But i knew it wasn't the end of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to some of my friends and &lt;em&gt;POPPY!&lt;/em&gt; who came to give me advises and supported me in this mission. It was a difficult task to do but guess what, i ACED it! lol. She wasn't that angry well, she did scold me for losing my ic.But it's okay now i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long hours in school, i met up with poppy and went to Vivo city. We wanted to catch a movie but all the movies were so late. So instead we went to Pet's Safari to look at the cuddly puppies(: OMG! they were so cute and even Poppy fell in love with one of them. He likes the hamsters too. But i thought the rabbits were cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought Sushi's at the supermarket and had a mini picnic at the rooftop facing the sea and sentosa with the wind blowing our hair everywhere haha. Ken was so hungry he didn't even wait for me to put the black sauce on the sushi lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cammy whoring alot at the grass and stuffs like that. Than we went back home before dark. He slept in the train during the long journey back home. Poor thing and he got a bad stomache too.(poopoo time KEN!)lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Friday and to get over the 2.4km run. I better warmed up and phsically prepared for the test. Trying to aim for gol but nah...i don't think i'll be able to get it beacuse the shuttle run killed everything. (i suck at it). So it's silver than.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well by now I'm getting all bothered and hot&lt;br /&gt;When he kissed my mouth he really hit the spot&lt;br /&gt;He had lips like sugar cane&lt;br /&gt;Good things come to boys who wait&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/R.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/me-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/dogs.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH HAPPY DAY(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5978311199506045291?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5978311199506045291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5978311199506045291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5978311199506045291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5978311199506045291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-evening-i-dont-know-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7544892388815433893</id><published>2007-04-18T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:18:22.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/bb.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay except that we had like 3 test in the morning (malay,physics,maths) and had English oral after school which i thought it was pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;After school, i went to clementi to meet up with my old counceller (im a crimianl, yes. YOU said it) and after that was the worst day of my life. I shall not elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet again, i'll have to look on the brighter side of life right. There's no use crying little girls. What's done is done and you can't turn back time even if you willingly want to sacrifice yourself which is a silly thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could only see,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart belongs to me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much, I'm yearning for your touch.&lt;br /&gt;Come and set me free,&lt;br /&gt;Forever yours I'll be,&lt;br /&gt;Baby won't you come and take this pain away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zafirah's gonna get a birthday present for her boyfie tomorrow in town. I wonder what im going to do. Im so hungry right now. I didn't had much to eat during recess and now im skipping dinner. Most probably i'll be skipping tomorrows meals too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling so terrible now. With one issue after another. From my life to my brother's to my grandmother's. My bro's having this like psychopathic thing going on in his lfe which totally freaked me out up till now and my grand's just being very...i don't even have anyword to describe her rather than she being an old lady.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to break lose from this shell and just be free and run away and never come back. You dig?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im gonna spread my wings.It's time to shine. There's so much more in life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7544892388815433893?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7544892388815433893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7544892388815433893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7544892388815433893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7544892388815433893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-school-was-okay-except-that-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-5484447055578820104</id><published>2007-04-17T19:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:37:59.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/LOVE.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;COULD THIS BE A SPARK.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went smoothly. School was alright although it felt so draggy. I had to drag my lazy bumbum out of bed today too thanks to Poppy's message, Black beauty vibrated and i woke up(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it was not for him, i think i would be late today.But unfortunately, he himself actually woke up late for school this morning. All thanks to his Driving practical lesson which was at 9:40pm last night and obviously he ended late. Faisal! I blame you too! YOU psychoed poopy to follow you! Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, i was terribly sleepy and i could feel my head moving from side to side and actaully thought that i was going to fall out of my sit a couple of times. I hate that feeling. Cus than i'll suddenly wake up and see myself in the train.(giggles) So i had made it to a point not to have late nights fom now on. Although sometimes i think  it doesn't really work. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'll be watching the dance floor today. Im feeling so lazy and tired anyways and my room to the hall feels like miles away. So what the hack. Probably, i'm just gonna watch Little Britain on Youtube(: (Oh please do join me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams really creaping me out and i can just feel it tingling in my bones. Tried studying but WTF! i cant seem to keep my mind wondering away from wonderlalaland.&lt;br /&gt;168 days to go minus 30 days for the June holidays and it'll be the worst day of my life. Grr! Shoot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna sleep early now and hopefully i won't feel that tired tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/resize.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS WHY IM HOTT, IM HOT CUZ IM FLY YOU AIN'T CUZ YOUR NOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-5484447055578820104?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/5484447055578820104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=5484447055578820104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5484447055578820104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/5484447055578820104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/could-this-be-spark.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-7002384472425607379</id><published>2007-04-16T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:07:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wanting you,to be wanting me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No that ain't no way to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I feel, read my lips,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;because I'm so over..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moving on, it's my time,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you never were a friend of mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurt at first, a little bit,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but now I'm so over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so over it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im back at home, listening and watching Katharine Mcphee's video OVER IT on Youtube. Thanks to Zaf and Poppy they made it one of my favourite song now(: And i can't seem to get the song out of my head. But i like it that way hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what! I've just realised that the day i lost my wallet was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friday the 13&lt;/span&gt;. Omg! Really suay! And ever since i lost it, i've not heard news about my wallet. Now i have to waste my money on getting myself a new ezlink card. lol. and poor Fatin, she lost her wallet too. Same scenario, in the bus but unfortunately for her, she went back to the bus and looked for it but it was gone. Suspected someone must have took it and just couldn't be bothered to kindly return it back to the rightful owner. I so hate this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;trashbags!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll curse them...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Arg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i was so called 'invited' to Ernie's mom's wedding over at Bedok yesterday, which was Sunday. With Poppy (ken) ofcourse. Saw a few familiar faces here and there. It was wierd because we arived late and half the population were gone. We ate (the rendang was nice) and took pictures with the bride on the stage thingy. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that sheezles my deezles, we sat under the block feeling rather bored and restless. Kolin was there, and left for CityHall first because his chinese ass couldn't wait much longer. Followed by me and Poppy. It was so freaking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HUMID&lt;/span&gt; and i was just feeling very uncomfortable. The next bus took so long to arrive and OMG! the journey was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poppy fell asleep on my shoulder during the 40min ride. And it was only going to City HAll. Wtf! If we knew earlier, we could have just taken the train and not waste so much time riding the bloody bus. My butt sure felt stiff when we arrived haha. It was crying in pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy left for the Philliphines 4am this morning and will be away for 6 months oh and he left black beauty with me. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YAY! &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it officially belongs to me now. (: FYI. I named my hp black beauty. lol. and she's peeling a little. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay that was so Random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was the same. Except that there was NO extra lesson today and that means i had a little more time to meet Poppy after school(: Its his first day in year 3 and he's been compaining alot already lol. Silly boy. So i waited for him at Clementi station and went to over to his place to chill.&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to study but oops, i didn't. And i really need to catch up in alot of stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get out of here before the monster catches me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourworld.cs.com/dollielove3/bo17.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stop! You better shake him off before he get cha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-7002384472425607379?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/7002384472425607379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=7002384472425607379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7002384472425607379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/7002384472425607379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/wanting-youto-be-wanting-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117652787446190193</id><published>2007-04-14T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:39:52.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/G-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday turned out fine. Just fine. I was suppose to have my 2.4km nafa run in school and i was all set to go when all of a sudden the bell rang. Times up. Cancelled till next week. Sheesh! Me and the girlies had a blast yesterday in class, especially with the soon to be sweet sixteen birthday girl &lt;strong&gt;ZAFIRAH!&lt;/strong&gt; She was super hyper the whole morning. Omg haha. We were laughing and joking around with our maths teacher till she couldnt help it but to burst out into laughter too(: We'll she'll be partying tonight! &lt;em&gt;So&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Happy sweet sixteen darling!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After school, i went straight to Ken's cosy apartment. Chilled for awhile then we went to watch &lt;strong&gt;SUNSHINE&lt;/strong&gt; at Marina square. The movie i have been waiting to watch since before it was released in theatres. It was awesome, there were some very thrilling parts and so breath taking haha. Okay, i'll give it 8/10 corn in a cup(: hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ken went to shop for his school bag and i helped him look for it. I had the bag from Project shop in mind that i have been buggin him to get ever since forever and now its out of stock ): Even the other outlets don't have it. So we chose another bag from the same shop and he liked it(: If im not wrong i think the estimated cost is $89. Im so gonna borrow it from you poppy! On our way to the MRT station, poppy got me a textile marker in one of this art and craft shop. He was so sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we went home feeling very satisfied and thought that the day went perfectly when to my disbelieve found out that &lt;em&gt;i left my freaking wallet in the bus!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;OMG!&lt;/strong&gt; Im gonna be so screwed if i let my folks know! Well, there's my atm card, my ezlink card and ic. Not forgetting some money but it doesn't matter. The most important item was my ezlink and ic. Hopefully a kind samaritan would return it to the driver and give it to the infromation counter. Im going over there on my to meet Poppy later. Hais. I feel so teribble. Arg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alright, im gonna blast my anger in the Singapore streets later and party till i cant party no more(: I'll see whoever there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, and daddys back from overseas! But he'll be leaving for another country again. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im just a girl that just wants to be the centre of your world.&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117652787446190193?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117652787446190193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117652787446190193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117652787446190193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117652787446190193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday-turned-out-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117621013251944687</id><published>2007-04-10T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:20:41.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/L-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...GLEN I LOVE YOU :D (my cybershot friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, how sweet. (: &lt;em&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO NAZ!&lt;/em&gt; You're the best girlfriend ever too. Not forgetting my other girly bitches like ZAF, HAZIRAH, FATIN and SYUHAILA. &lt;3&gt;WITH LOVE&lt;/em&gt; and i couldn't get that song outta ma head. Im addicted to it. I just kept pressing the play button and kept bobbing my head to the beat of the song whether i was in the train or bus or on my way to school and often also imagined myself on the stage dancing to that track with all my baby hommies. lol! But stinky&lt;br /&gt;(his new nickname) doesn't seem to like it. HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby you can be tough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say enough is enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can even be blunt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just do it with love love love love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me I'm wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That I'm coming on way too strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't think I'll be crushed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just do it with love love love love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just do it with love love love love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just do it with love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Little raindrops are pouring outside my window and it looks like it's going to be a wet wet night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Than at least i'll feel more comfortable snuggling underneath my blanky and that way i'll fall asleep faster. At times like this, i wish stinky would come join me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh right, before i forget, i wanted to let you guys know that when i was on my way home yesterday, when i was in the lift, i was fiddling with my key and upon reaching my level to my surprise an indian couple was smooching and making out in the staircase right infront of the lift and my house. I didn't know what to do so i quickly opened my door and shut it immediatly just pretending i didn't see anything. &lt;em&gt;It was an awful awful sight!&lt;/em&gt; You so have to get a room. Oh and &lt;em&gt;PUH-lease&lt;/em&gt; why are you in you're uniform girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, so i stayed up till pretty late last night, i didn't want to miss my favourite comedy Little Britain. If you guys wanna know where to catch it its at BBC entertainment channel 76. Only for cable subscribers. But im not really sure when they exactlty show it but you can always check the menu(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im gonna hit the books now and do some catching up with my folio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Besides my brothers been bugging me for the laptop. Silly boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight baby crocs&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117621013251944687?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117621013251944687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117621013251944687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117621013251944687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117621013251944687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117611363343029892</id><published>2007-04-09T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:21:43.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/T-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate school; I hate school. Bahh. I woke up at the usual time. Took the bus instead of the cab thinking that i wouldn be late and what do you know, the school gate was closed and &lt;strong&gt;HOORAY!&lt;/strong&gt; im late for school. Now isnt that a bitch to start a Monday morning. So what did i get, an earWAX full of shouting from the DM (how unlucky) which led me to run 3 rounds the carpark for 3 minute. I was super exhausted once i stepped into the classroom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So the rest of my day in school went pretty fine. Had boring lessons blabla.so and so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyhows, i was supposed to have extra class for history today but &lt;strong&gt;YAY!&lt;/strong&gt; It was cancelled due to some chinese classes who were having their oral test or something. I was free as a bird. Deary Syuhaila was getting her hair cut at Nazihah's place and i was supposed to tag along but..nah, i had a last minute change of plans due to some unforseen circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now that im home i've decided to hit the books later at night and do some serious brain damage to myself. Better start bucking up girl, just think of the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Well not really gold but more of the little reward installed for me (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its getting a little stuffy here and myspace is getting a little boring. &lt;em&gt;Bah&lt;/em&gt;. At times like this, i just need the aircon to cool me off after a long day. Hais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow's Tuesday, not forgetting one of my best day of the week. But to my dismay, i have to report bright and early to the DM's room before school starts. I can't wait to get out of secondary school life. I just want to get out soon. ngah2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snork! Im just gonna sit here in my room for now till dinner starts calling me than i'll start drilling the book into my thick skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued darlings...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117611363343029892?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117611363343029892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117611363343029892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117611363343029892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117611363343029892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-hate-school-i-hate-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117604413261006922</id><published>2007-04-08T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:26:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With LOVE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies, its already Sunday. As some of you know, i've been attacked by viruses and bacteria for the past two days, friday &lt;em&gt;AND&lt;/em&gt; saturday. I was suppose to be having fun (boohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;Well, spend the whole saturday afternoon at home watching the telly. I can't really remember what i've watched but anyways, been sleeping alot too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Didn't have the appetite to eat and i was left starving (arhh!) I was so desperate for food but everything that went in my mouth came out cus it tasted &lt;strong&gt;AWFUL!&lt;/strong&gt; I was having this bittery yucky taste in my whole entire mouth that made yummy food taste bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But boyfriend came to the rescue! Thanks to my granny, she allowed him to have a sleep over night out at my place (whoohoo!) We both stayed up till pretty late in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Little Britain (a comedy show) on star movies and i tell you its &lt;strong&gt;HILARIOUS!&lt;/strong&gt; I can't wait to watch it again. I think its gonna be one of my 'must not missed' telly programme.hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than it was snorring time. I had such a sleepless night. My body was aching and boyfriend couldn't sleep. He kept nudging me to wake me up or something. I think i was still half asleep and was too tired to keep him company because i didn know what i was doing.(: sorry Mr ken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sunshine was out and boyfriend was still in his deep beauty sleep. I decided to give him a little morning surprise. I toasted Bread together with egg or something like that. It was not very tasty and i was surprised he didn't complain. hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that, went over to his crib to get a little cosy. Watched the telly for awhile than we were off to West Mall to have dinner. It went alright although there were abit of up and downs here and there but we still managed to pull it off pretty darn well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alright i've said enough here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight baby crocs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117604413261006922?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117604413261006922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117604413261006922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117604413261006922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117604413261006922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/with-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117587851024733159</id><published>2007-04-06T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:11:57.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/T.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You can be discouraged by failure or you can learn from it. So go ahead and make mistakes. Make all you can. Because, remember, that's where you'll find success. On the far side."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what ive been hearing from most people lately. And sometimes i have to agree on it. I mean we are human afterall. We are bound make mistakes almost everyday of our life. So dont give up and dont always think its the end. Because life is filled with so much surprises. So be happy alright for those who feel like giving up=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here typing away in the dark. Alone in my room. Boyfriend went out with Daniel and some of his guy friends clubbing at &lt;em&gt;MOS.&lt;/em&gt; Been pretty sick since morning. I was down with a nasty fever. I felt so weak and restless and not forgetting miserable. I had plans today but it didn't really turn out perfect. Boyfriends mom and grandpoppy went to Johor and so he had to baby sit his little fat brother. So i accompanied him at home and had KFC delivered to his house. I couldn eat much cus the food didnt taste nice at all. I think it was my tastebuds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt worst, my body couldn take it anymore. So we took a cab back home. I was wearing his warm sweater and i felt too comfortble till i fell asleep on his lap.&lt;br /&gt;Once i got home, &lt;strong&gt;BANG!&lt;/strong&gt; i was lying flat on my bed. I was so exhausted. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its getting pretty late and i've been hearing creepy door noises for the past 15 minute and its really starting to creep me out. Not forgetting babys crying. And footsteps. Geez. Im so over typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight hunny bunnies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so scared right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ahhhh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117587851024733159?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117587851024733159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117587851024733159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117587851024733159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117587851024733159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-can-be-discouraged-by-failure-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117579045158042952</id><published>2007-04-05T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T00:27:31.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/D-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY LITTLE GADONGDONG=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. Today was simply wonderful. Ended school early. Well the usual time at about 1:35pm. There was &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; cca, &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; extra lesson and &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; councelling. I rushed back home, took a shower, changed and went to meet boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought the movie ticket of  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE REAPING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We actually couldnt decide on which movie to watch. It was either Sunshine, the reaping or 23. Boyfriend wanted to watch Stomp the yard. But it wasnt available anymore. So the reaping it was. We had exactly One hour till the movie. So we had a sweet little dinner at Pasta Mania. He had Hawaiann Pizza with mocha freeze as usual and forever will be ordering just that and i had the meatball sphegetti with passion fruit italian soda. Chatted a little, bitched around, gossip about other biatches of mine. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was not really excellent but i think it had a story line in it. It was about Christians and stuffs like that. So those who are interested, I'll give it around &lt;em&gt;6/10&lt;/em&gt; sweet popcorns&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, felt hungry again and was craving for some finger foods. I went for the XXL crispy chicken at Fareast. Boyfriend had some but he wasn't really in the mood to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into his friend and gf. We accompanied them to have a little supper at Subway, chat chat chat till we went flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was about it. To rap things up, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;IT WAS TERRIFIC&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i must say.&lt;br /&gt;Took a cab back home and now im dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna Look forward to his call later since there's NO school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.. i miss him already. &lt;em&gt;My smelly bolster&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sleeptight candy bunnies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117579045158042952?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117579045158042952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117579045158042952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117579045158042952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117579045158042952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-little-gadongdong-aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117568037962509248</id><published>2007-04-04T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:58:59.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/D-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start my entry with one something that is occuring in our everyday life. And i must say that this is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'must-read'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; material anytime we find ourselves in need of an attitude adjustment ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. Im sure you all agree to this. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a relationship, our friends ou family. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past, we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way or wierdly. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react towards it. And so it is with you.. we are in charge of our attitudes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wonderful wet wednesday. I love it. Lessons went perfectly for my class. Watched Puteri Gunung ledang during mother tongue class. The movie was slow and half the class were snoring away. Whereas i was one of the few so interested and &lt;strong&gt;blabla...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed baby Hazirah to get waffels and i got myself a choco milk tea with extra choco Yummie! after school. Than it started to pour cats and dogs on our way back to school. We were drenched. And poor Hazirah sprained her ankle. But she had a quick recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't attend maths class but went for my councelling. It was fun. The old man was full of eagerness and excitement. He thought me lots of facts of life. I was inspired..well a little bit ;)&lt;br /&gt;He'll be talking to me in about two to three weeks time again and i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldnt meet boyfriend today. He was having his driving practical . So i went back home after the session. My hp ran out of battery so i was not able to call him on my home.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna study tonight and just chill infront of the tv. One more day to go girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Goodnight baby alligators. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muacks!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117568037962509248?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117568037962509248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117568037962509248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117568037962509248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117568037962509248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/let-me-start-my-entry-with-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117560780631033143</id><published>2007-04-03T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:19:10.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/G-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love tuesdays. Because school starts at 8:45am meaning i have an extra hour to sleep and theres only a few subjects thought today. If im not wrong 4 subjects only.&lt;br /&gt;Im so loving it. I had English mock exam paper one for four period and i think it went well.&lt;br /&gt;My topic was 'sleepless nights that led me to a horrible experience'..or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;So i took out my magic pen and started my master piece=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, i had chemistry extra class. It was fun and for the first time i enjoyed the topic. Alkanes and Alkenes. Oh and im Miss propene in class.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt take notice of the time and before i knew it, class was dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly rushed back home, grabbed my PE shirt and rushed back to school again for my NAFA test. It went pretty well. Cheated a lil bit for the sit up hahah and my weakest section was the shuttle run. I felt like a fat pig being chased by a frog. lol!&lt;br /&gt;I think the best one i did was the standing broad jump.&lt;br /&gt;Although i slipped and fell on my butt for the first time i still did great for the second try. My friends were very supportive not forgetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended at 6:30pm. Followed some of my little fellow bitches to Macdonald.&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored alot till the macdonald staffs got irritated lol. I can see it from their faces haha.&lt;br /&gt;It was so obvious my dear bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, two more days to go before GOOD FRIDAY! I cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;And i cant wait to watch Stomp the yard with Boyfriend on thursday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to end my day here darlings. Im gonna do some stuffs and than i'll rest my sleepy head and look forward to a bright tomorrow. Hey Jesse maccartney is on the radio again.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna enjoy the song now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;See you later baby alligators.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/L-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/H.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVED!&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117560780631033143?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117560780631033143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117560780631033143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117560780631033143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117560780631033143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-tuesdays.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117551839621545702</id><published>2007-04-02T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T20:53:16.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*phew* it went pretty well today. Everything went smoothly. Im back at home safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt late for school. Paid attention in class, than i was suppose to have counselling with Mr Dore but he kinda got mixed up with the time and all so it was postponed till wednesday after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with boyfriend after school. Had abit of conflict but we managed to talk things out. Went straight to his house to have maths tuition. Yeah so i did a few pages. But i still managed to get some stuff in my head right!(; Watched Jimmy Neutron on nickelodeon and he send me back home after the show. The journey was long and horrible. The train was packed with people all squeezing and pushing each other. They were all rushing for the sit at Jurong East but i managed to grab a sit for myself. Unfortunately, boyfriend didn't and had to stand. I had fun with him today talking about out future and stuffs like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till he gets his driving licsence and a car soon. GOSH! How cool can that be. Driving around singapore in the front sit blasting the stereo with just him beside me. Aww, i sure cant wait baby! Anyway, Tyra bank was insane at last nights Americas next top model. &lt;em&gt;"WHO ARE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;THESE BITCHES! NO ONE CAN REPLACE ME!"&lt;/em&gt; Damn that woman can sure scream! Ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, im done here. Time to do some art work now. Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight little angels(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117551839621545702?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117551839621545702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117551839621545702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117551839621545702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117551839621545702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/phew-it-went-pretty-well-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117542211913294366</id><published>2007-04-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T18:11:22.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why does it always rain on me? Is it because i lied when i was 17?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a terrible terrible day. I played a prank on Ken and it turned out badly.&lt;br /&gt;And when he played an April fool's joke on me, i to totally fell for it.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so stupid and pathetic and restless and uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays been pretty boring. My grannys sick and im just here to keep her company.&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking of school tmr and whats gonna happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;Crying in the outside bleeding in the inside.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i can just pack my bag and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll push that aside now. Yesterday was alright at the start.&lt;br /&gt;Was at his place, we took the bus to Plaza sing. Had a quiet dinner with him, his mom and bro at Swensen. Than it started to go downhill all the way till after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;His mom got really pissed and angry with him. And i was actually the one to be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teenage mutant ninja turtle was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I'll give it 7 out of 10 love bites heheh&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Oh and if you guys are wondering who is my favourite. Its micheal angelo.&lt;br /&gt;The turtle with the orange bandana. He's cute and dumb haha.&lt;br /&gt;Like me...er sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i think thats about it here for me...&lt;br /&gt;i hate school. I dont wan to go to school:(&lt;br /&gt;Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna have dinner with Boyfriend soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117542211913294366?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117542211913294366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117542211913294366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117542211913294366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117542211913294366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-does-it-always-rain-on-me-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117532557519343873</id><published>2007-03-31T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T16:19:35.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a nice long hot bath. Scrubbed myself till all the filt inside of me disappeared. And im here in my room typing away on my bed surrounded with red walls listening to natalie's going crazy on the radio. Aww, how that song reminded me of so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt sleep well last night. Kept waking up in the middle of the night. It just felt so uncomfortable, as if a pig was under my matress lol! Woke up pretty early today. The moment i opened my eyes, my head just went blank. I felt as if im in another world. It was cold and pretty scary. Evrything was quiet. I got out of my bed and washed my face looked at myself in the mirror and just started reflecting on my life. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some spring cleaning. To get things off my mind. To relax myself. Than had a little mini lunch with granny. It went well...no one talked. But it was still pretty good. Went down to 7eleven and bought a couple of stuffs. Than it was back to the little house.  Watched a few comedies. It was alrite. Pretty boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handphone vibrated and it was his mom. She's inviting me to watch a movie tonight. So im going out later yeh! Happy happy me. &lt;3 loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later babes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117532557519343873?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117532557519343873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117532557519343873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117532557519343873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117532557519343873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/03/had-nice-long-hot-bath.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117517630046585106</id><published>2007-03-29T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:34:50.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/h.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been flipping through the newspaper and guess what, my aunts picture appeared in the paper. It was a total shock for me. Well its not something new since she's always in the media but today she's one of the "woman on top" lol. How cool is that! One day i'll be the next woman on top. Nah..maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yes i woke up very early in the morning, than was off to school. As usual the aircon in the bus was blasting on me. For awhile i felt that i was gonna freeze up on my sit. Haha, thats just me over exaggerating. Although i really wanna see myself freeze up with all the ice stuck all over me than just slowly melting away under the heat of the sun.(; cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so my school chearleading squads (i so dislike a few of them) performed for the school after recess. It was their dance piece for this coming saturdays competition. Well they tried their best and it doesnt relly look clean. Haha but who am i to judge them right. Im NO cheerleader. But nether the less me and boyfriend will be there supporting and cheering them on but actually im there more to support my 3 best kukugirlies. Hazirah, Fatin and Syuhaila.* GO GIRLS!lol! You'll do great trust me babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been day dreaming in the late mornings and blame it on the sound of the rain which left me a little too much to think. Which led me to Just so you know by Jesse maccartney... &lt;em&gt;Just so you&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;know this feelings taking control of me and i cant help it, i won't sit around i cant let him win now&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;thought you should know i tried my best to let go of you but i don't want to....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that song just wanna make you go awwww....;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little boyfriend is out with Ravi and his fatty Clement guy from his school. He'll be ringing me up later and i can't wait for his call cuz' im just so super bored now..(i miss u BF!)&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting i've been drooling for a watch since i don't know when. Unfortunately finding out that the one i wanted was already out of stock. &lt;strong&gt;Hurry help me find it boyfriend! &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter note, i just want to take this opportunity to say that i really much appreciate my dear boy. For all the little things he did which i might have noticed. Thnks for the welcome home present hehe, if you're wondering, he bought me a black &lt;strong&gt;HOT PANTS from topshop.&lt;/strong&gt; Oh and surprisingly his mom gave me one too, a baige coloured guess handbag. Which i super like very much. I have been using it for the past few weeks hehe&lt;em&gt;&lt;3&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;LOVED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my blogs getting a little boring nowadays but i'll still update it for some of you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Really looking forward to the weekend than its time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PARTY! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriends on the phone now..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH... &lt;/strong&gt;looking forward to a goodnight sleep soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SWEET DREAMS dollies!(;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117517630046585106?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117517630046585106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117517630046585106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117517630046585106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117517630046585106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/03/been-flipping-through-newspaper-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117508638827375653</id><published>2007-03-28T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:39:15.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/K.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have a few minutes left till 'so you think you can dance' show starts and NO im not a fan and none of them is my favourite. All of them looked stupid haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright. Nothing new, been thinking of boyfriend and smsing him in class while im having lesson. I just couldn stop myself from smsing that guy. He is just so addictive i tell you, lol! Well he is my only favourite...although he look retarted (super retardo!) dancing his "techno" moves. Ahhhh...he can't make me stop laughing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance was super duper boring. I faked my crams and sat at the corner of the room for the whole 3hours! At least i was able to use my hp..thats if i used it secretly duh! Than some malay bitch "tiao" (stared) at this chinese bitch and soon they started throwing "fuck" word to each other. It was hilarious seeing this two kids quarrelling, i mean sec1 and 2. I couldn help but to just sit and smile;) During break, the chinese girl came up to me and told me everything. Something about the other chinese bitch not being happy and that they were calling down their sisters and watever crap to go look for that girl. Oh and i told the malay bitches obviously haha. I can't possibly keep it to myself. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the whole bullshits, i headed back home and had the most terrible bus ride. The aircon was just blowing straight at me and i cant stand aircon. gosh!&lt;br /&gt;oooo golly... i think i missed part of the show already,&lt;br /&gt;got to get spanking now baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later my little kukubirdys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117508638827375653?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117508638827375653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117508638827375653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117508638827375653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117508638827375653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-only-have-few-minutes-left-till-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117500977613625779</id><published>2007-03-27T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:41:53.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v213/kenharis/M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could escape&lt;br /&gt;I would, but first of all let me say&lt;br /&gt;I must apologize for acting stank and treating you this way&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been acting like sour milk all on the floor&lt;br /&gt;It's your fault you didn't shut the refrigerator&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's the reason I've been acting so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo-who, yee-who...&lt;br /&gt;Reached home turned on my little radio and my FAVOURITE song was on! I so love GWEN STEFANI! She's a bomb i tell you. OMG! lol. So i came back from school after getting fucked by our maths teacher. There was supposed to be an extra class today but she got pissed and decided to ditch my class within 15mins time. Obviously my bloody class was fraking chaotic after she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than i quickly rushed back home changed and met daddy to send him to the airport. Blabla.. so long and farewell...von boyage or watever it is. Kissy kissy huggy huggy and all that mushy mishy stuffy yucky eeeewwwwy stuuffs. Camwhored alot before he left too.&lt;br /&gt;After all those commotion, oh not forgetting i lost my red ring in the toilet. ahhhh! How stupid!&lt;br /&gt;Smsed boyfriend, met up at kembangan and went somewer quiet.;) We had our little get together party in the dark ;) hehe. It was so freaking romantic. aww...&lt;br /&gt;Left the place and decided to get back home cus it was getting late not forgetting i still have school tmr sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and finally tmr would be my last CCA day! So exciting! I cant wait for my CCA to stand down! Woohhooo! and its aesthatic week. Thank goodness my dance troupe doesnt have to perform too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to rest my sleepy head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117500977613625779?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117500977613625779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117500977613625779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117500977613625779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117500977613625779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-i-could-escape-i-would-but-first-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-117491832337351828</id><published>2007-03-26T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T00:51:16.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have my blog back now finally. After days and months of searching for my password, i finally remembered it. Silly me. Now i can carry on talking abt my everyday 'life';) how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend and i actually decided to catch a movie today but we couldn decide which theatre to go so i rented 'oh in ohio' instead and watched it in my cosy little room munching on seaweeds and drinking green stuffs. The movie made boyfriend eherm...lol because of its stupid horny jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Just as it was about to come to the best part the bloody show ended. It was damn stupid. We didnt know wat happened in the end whether the couple got together or not. Obviously me and boyfriend were left clueless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than boyfriend started to have a headache and fell asleep on my maroon bed ;) he really looked like a precious little angel drooling and snoring. Not forgetting i recorded him snoring. He was really cute...really! Im starting to miss him now...;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its getting pretty late now. Time to talk to boyfriend and have my little beauty nap;)&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-117491832337351828?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/117491832337351828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=117491832337351828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117491832337351828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/117491832337351828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-my-blog-back-now-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115726846829296270</id><published>2006-09-03T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T15:27:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest was &lt;strong&gt;SUPER BORING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least i had money and it kind of helped me abit.&lt;br /&gt;Went to cityhall den to town.&lt;br /&gt;Walked and walked and did a few stuffs den i was feeling so dead.&lt;br /&gt;So i took a cab back home.&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky that i reached home in time. Right on the dot.&lt;br /&gt;And so i grabbed a drink in the fridge wen to bathe den off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like heaven haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up to beautiful japanese song-.-&lt;br /&gt;Nah..its jus my bro watching gundamSeed (its dat how u spell it?)&lt;br /&gt;So yea... ate my freaky lunch and started watching "Life as we know it".&lt;br /&gt;Dat made me forget all my worries.&lt;br /&gt;Im going to my dads place later since i got no plans.&lt;br /&gt;Der goes my holiday=X&lt;br /&gt;Simple and BORING.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot for killing me oh great one-.-&lt;br /&gt;Im sure ur having alot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Oops, don wanna ruin it for u.&lt;br /&gt;Tata*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;+CherryREddoll+&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115726846829296270?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115726846829296270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115726846829296270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115726846829296270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115726846829296270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/09/yest-was-super-boring-well-at-least-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115701455907652872</id><published>2006-08-31T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T17:09:32.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! So many shits happened.&lt;br /&gt;I got this really bad ulcer on my mouth for abt almost a week.&lt;br /&gt;And a few more grew. Now i have 4 altogether.&lt;br /&gt;I tried putting salt and it was terrible!&lt;br /&gt;I tried butter.&lt;br /&gt;Tried Bonjela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STILL NOT WORKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ive been eating porridges for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i didnt attend school today and decided to go for a check up.&lt;br /&gt;I got myself an MC and thats abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missed the Teacher's day performance.&lt;br /&gt;Missed my class celebration today.&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS DAY!=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Like finally i have a laptop x)&lt;br /&gt;Hehe cool rite. Yeah man!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im cleaning my new house and shifting in real soon.&lt;br /&gt;Im so gonna be alienated in Woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;Yup..im shifting there.&lt;br /&gt;So far away from *precious and so far away from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;I hate it wen all this things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving all dat aside,&lt;br /&gt;as u can all see, i jus changed my blogskin and i forgot to save my links.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Its so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot all abt the link thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Hais..stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The holidays are here.&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately i cant slack.&lt;br /&gt;I have to attend fucking extra classes in skul for almost the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Watever.&lt;br /&gt;I hate exams=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*cherryREDdoll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115701455907652872?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115701455907652872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115701455907652872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115701455907652872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115701455907652872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/08/omg-so-many-shits-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115518291446933543</id><published>2006-08-10T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T12:08:34.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY SINGAPOREANS=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO i wen to watch the fireworks on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Was wid baby first den met up wid Afiq, mellisa and her fren.&lt;br /&gt;We really had a good view.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I could see leaves and branches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A GOOD VIEW OF A BLOODY TREE&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;which was stupidly blocking our wonderful view.&lt;br /&gt;It was like so irritating la.&lt;br /&gt;Plus there was like this stinky smell surrounding my space.&lt;br /&gt;As if someone died.&lt;br /&gt;Nah..bt i was more of a farty smell.&lt;br /&gt;Yucks! Diiisgusting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that...walked to raffles supposedly to eat at Lau PA SAt&lt;br /&gt;but it was so crowded dat we decided to walk some more.&lt;br /&gt;Till we end up at Tanjong Pagar.&lt;br /&gt;Ken started his whinning and moaning...? er..ok.&lt;br /&gt;SO...Yea we ended the day like dat.&lt;br /&gt;With an empty stomach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115518291446933543?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115518291446933543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115518291446933543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115518291446933543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115518291446933543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day-singaporeans-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115407087774475162</id><published>2006-07-28T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T15:14:37.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything 's going chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;Friendster is forever lagging.&lt;br /&gt;Myspace is so complicated&lt;br /&gt;and blogging is getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my life.&lt;br /&gt;All i do is think of where to go after school and who i should hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, all i can think of is wens the next time i'm able to use a computer.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh..My house life is worst.&lt;br /&gt;I get home, watch tv, eat den sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Now looking at the time is my past time.&lt;br /&gt;LOl! Can u believe dat.&lt;br /&gt;I can sit on a chair for hours looking at how the hands on the clock move so damn slowly.&lt;br /&gt;And dat helps me pass the days quickly.&lt;br /&gt;You'll should try it too. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went out wid B! and Demin to queensway and bought nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so....nice too.&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha go figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;Then wen for some councelling stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Met my DM there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SCARY FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;At the end went home half dead.&lt;br /&gt;Watched lame singapore idol....&lt;br /&gt;called him but he was out with his frens again..&lt;br /&gt;so i waited but unfortunately fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry darl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115407087774475162?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115407087774475162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115407087774475162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115407087774475162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115407087774475162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/07/everything-s-going-chaotic.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115381127177555952</id><published>2006-07-25T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T15:07:51.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im being punished. Ahh!&lt;br /&gt;Now i cant have my exact allowance and i have to go back home straight after skul.&lt;br /&gt;Hais. Hooray to my life.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wanna trade life wid me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be more willing to accept this terrific gift.&lt;br /&gt;Ehem...&lt;br /&gt;School has been relaxing for me this past few days i can gladly say.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, teachers don turn up for school and waste time talking abt their life.&lt;br /&gt;Cool uh!&lt;br /&gt;Maths test was excellent too. Confirm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WooHoo! for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*I want someone provocative and talkative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But it's so hard when you're shallow as a shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And from what I've heard with skin you'll win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Her bone structure screams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Touch her! Touch her!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And she's got the curse of curves*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha i was singing dat phrase the whole freaking day in school.&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to love that song.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. im done.&lt;br /&gt;Im bored and lonely and restless.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike some people.&lt;br /&gt;Im not dat lucky after all.&lt;br /&gt;I need to start doing something interesting in life.&lt;br /&gt;Any clues...anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115381127177555952?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115381127177555952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115381127177555952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115381127177555952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115381127177555952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-being-punished.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115337848442006020</id><published>2006-07-20T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T14:54:44.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh. Lifes just been like dat.&lt;br /&gt;Been having wierd dreams for the pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;One time i dream dat my granny bought me a cute lil dog.&lt;br /&gt;It seemed so real.&lt;br /&gt;Now i feel like having one.&lt;br /&gt;At least it will accompany me wen im lonely. Or watever..u noe.&lt;br /&gt;OK2 so much abt the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some serious stuffs happened in class too.&lt;br /&gt;One of my teacher..ok to be exact, my physics teacher,&lt;br /&gt;had been pushed by one of my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously he fell on the floor without any warning or preparation.&lt;br /&gt;A freakin' loud thug (due to the impact from his Butt) was heard.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher was believed to had sent his name to the DM&lt;br /&gt;for some minor shits and made him furious.&lt;br /&gt;Rashidi, the culprit was den sentenced to two strokes of the cane in class.&lt;br /&gt;Which happened this morning.&lt;br /&gt;He den apologised to the teacher and his fellow classmates&lt;br /&gt;and almost broke down into tears.&lt;br /&gt;[some students cried too..i don noe y??]&lt;br /&gt;So everything was back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone's just excited abt tmrs performance infront of the whole school.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah cus its...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RACIAL HARMONY DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck class! =)&lt;br /&gt;(Although sometimes i do find my class abit kiasu and LAME&lt;br /&gt;pervertic, stupid and irritating)&lt;br /&gt;Seems like i have more life in school now.&lt;br /&gt;But wat the hack, im jus taking the days one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...its the 21st tmr. Wonder wat i'll be doing. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Its just a sad sad sad situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I HATE THAT BITCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115337848442006020?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115337848442006020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115337848442006020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115337848442006020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115337848442006020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115284237723493632</id><published>2006-07-14T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T10:02:29.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so i have not been updating my blog lately.&lt;br /&gt;Everything just been so fucked up. Like duh!&lt;br /&gt;Skul has been coming up wid lots of boring projects and craps.&lt;br /&gt;Physics lesson is way out of control.&lt;br /&gt;As usual haha.&lt;br /&gt;Our new maths teacher has been given us sweets and tidbits,&lt;br /&gt;so dat we can concentrate more in class.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. How pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;My classmates has been watching porn and talking abt sex evryday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i have been going back home earli too straight after skul.&lt;br /&gt;Well dats an achievement...for me.&lt;br /&gt;Pierced my lips last week...i think.&lt;br /&gt;And its swollen ever since dat day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so looking forward to the lime flea market next sat&lt;br /&gt;and Bay beats tmr! Yeah! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lifes jus been like that for me.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing fun.&lt;br /&gt;Watched pirates of the carrabian on wednesday wid deary ken.&lt;br /&gt;It was a bloody 2 and a half hour show. Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;Buttt... it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Go watch ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im done. Goodbye=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115284237723493632?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115284237723493632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115284237723493632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115284237723493632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115284237723493632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-so-i-have-not-been-updating-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115035539195147026</id><published>2006-06-15T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:15:34.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok..camwhored quite alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/me3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etiqah and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unknown and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/me1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and unknown also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/me5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm...dis happened quite a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to dis place to play laser quest.&lt;br /&gt;And it was SUPERB! haha.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/me6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my group won dat day..yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/me4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den we had a lil race and after dat&lt;br /&gt;we had to let the fishes go into the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115035539195147026?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115035539195147026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115035539195147026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115035539195147026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115035539195147026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115027200552715572</id><published>2006-06-14T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T17:57:00.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/pic1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here at Kens place again.&lt;br /&gt;watched da world cup for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;den fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;By da way...&lt;br /&gt;It took me quite awhile before i could use his precious laptop.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;I had to do stuffs for him first. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;BASKET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha=]&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, my nail polish on my fingers are chipping off.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to remove it.&lt;br /&gt;oookkk.. dat was jus some random stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;His band mates came over to have some 'session'&lt;br /&gt;and they messed up his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Releks k dude..i'll help u clean it up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!! i jus realised something.&lt;br /&gt;but im not gonna say it out here.&lt;br /&gt;Heheh.=]&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; definately have to believe me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115027200552715572?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115027200552715572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115027200552715572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115027200552715572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115027200552715572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-here-at-kens-place-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-115001990575414723</id><published>2006-06-11T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T18:01:00.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Oh my god!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Im having so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts alot... like so badly.&lt;br /&gt;I need pain killers.&lt;br /&gt;I need those pink little tablets dat i could just pop den fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Arghh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its sunday. a very wet sunday.&lt;br /&gt;woke up late, watched abit of tv, ate some 'food'&lt;br /&gt;den headed off to kens cosy house.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so here i am watching spider-man2,&lt;br /&gt;baring da pain while typing dis thing.&lt;br /&gt;his going out later and i have to be back home earli for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;i hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;Its so...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;interestingly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i didnt turn up for work today.&lt;br /&gt;I smsed my fuckng manager dat i wanted to quit&lt;br /&gt;but dat bitch didnt reply.&lt;br /&gt;So i couldnt be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im done for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Love u B!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-115001990575414723?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/115001990575414723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=115001990575414723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115001990575414723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/115001990575414723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-my-god-im-having-so-much-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-114992240213489483</id><published>2006-06-10T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:53:22.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So heres wats happening to my life.&lt;br /&gt;I went to dis dude's birthday party at pasirRis yest.&lt;br /&gt;It went quite well..i think.&lt;br /&gt;Some people came, those whom i like and dislike=]&lt;br /&gt;I was being very very very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;Some 'people' got so irritated and acted all big on me.&lt;br /&gt;So i just decided to keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck u man! U suck too ok! Ur attitude SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaya.. so after everything, HE got mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;Don noe for wat.&lt;br /&gt;Den i got mad at him.&lt;br /&gt;For every single shit he did!&lt;br /&gt;Don mess with me man, im teling u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept over at his place again.&lt;br /&gt;Watched the world cup...&lt;br /&gt;Den he fell asleep and i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 4 after watching dis movie on starmovies.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed and cried to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Lame rite. Yeah! watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so im doing nothing now.&lt;br /&gt;Im still alive though.&lt;br /&gt;Not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-114992240213489483?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/114992240213489483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=114992240213489483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/114992240213489483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/114992240213489483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-heres-wats-happening-to-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-114940142142873399</id><published>2006-06-04T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T14:10:22.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im having ulcer! Argh! And its at my throat.&lt;br /&gt;I cant swallow my saliva properly. help!&lt;br /&gt;Blame it on the stupid camp. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've been working for the pass holiday and it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I jus got my pathetic pay yest and now im sacking myself,&lt;br /&gt;for another lame ass job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sleeping over at Ken's place today. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;His family's having some kind of a reunion thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Yup so i feel very very odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so dats abt it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-114940142142873399?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/114940142142873399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=114940142142873399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/114940142142873399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/114940142142873399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-having-ulcer-argh-and-its-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-114810701772621024</id><published>2006-05-20T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T14:36:57.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/kenharis.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so unbelievable-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back! Yeah. Been busy doing lots of things with all the exams and craps.&lt;br /&gt;And now finalli i can update my blog! Weehee=)&lt;br /&gt;I jus started my new job and it sucks!&lt;br /&gt;Argh..looks like there's no turning back.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to bare wid it for maybe two months or so.&lt;br /&gt;Like fuck sak! Serious!&lt;br /&gt;For those who are curious abt wat my job is,&lt;br /&gt;u can ask me personally.=)&lt;br /&gt;And i will definately give u an advise..&lt;br /&gt;which is DONT GET THIS JOB...EVER!&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to the core. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yest in school...it was super gerek.&lt;br /&gt;NO LESSONS already! Woohoo=)&lt;br /&gt;Shiok sak! Can lepak2 on my desk =/&lt;br /&gt;U guys will noe wat i mean.&lt;br /&gt;If u noe den WATEVER!&lt;br /&gt;Cus i don even noe wat da hack im writing abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrite2 enuf of da 'fun and laughter'.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is THE important day hehe.&lt;br /&gt;YEah man, i noe and u noe *winks*&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY! SUNDAY! SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;If u don noe den SHUUT UUP=)&lt;br /&gt;Jus sit at the corner of ur room and act miserable..&lt;br /&gt;dat should do da trick.&lt;br /&gt;In an instant u'll noe wats on SUNDAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Da day im gonna change my underwear.&lt;br /&gt;Yup....NOT!&lt;br /&gt;Go figure it out..&lt;br /&gt;OkOk im done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truely madly deeply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+the end+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-114810701772621024?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/114810701772621024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=114810701772621024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/114810701772621024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/114810701772621024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-so-unbelievable-im-back-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14798395.post-114723782179208079</id><published>2006-05-10T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T14:22:20.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i9.photobucket.com/albums/a67/internal-bleeding/hp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am all stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;I don noe wat to do anymore=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait for exams to be over!&lt;br /&gt;Im dying for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Well actually...not.&lt;br /&gt;Im like starting work next week. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;Wat can be more boring den dat.&lt;br /&gt;Life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with one eye open so I can&lt;br /&gt;see you breathing (I sleep with one eye open)&lt;br /&gt;I follow your chest home&lt;br /&gt;Until I,&lt;br /&gt;I can see you, I can hear you breathe in exhale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we get home,&lt;br /&gt;I know we won't be home at all&lt;br /&gt;This place we live, it is not where we belong&lt;br /&gt;And I miss who we were in the town that we could call our own&lt;br /&gt;Going back to get away after everything has changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence in black and white*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14798395-114723782179208079?l=dearglennys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/feeds/114723782179208079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14798395&amp;postID=114723782179208079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/114723782179208079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14798395/posts/default/114723782179208079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dearglennys.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-here-i-am-all-stressed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Her great escape.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02769858680073762243</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
