<?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-10715417</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:34:20.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SHANE GAN.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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>417</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10715417.post-115751759556218418</id><published>2006-09-06T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T12:39:55.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't bother she don't live here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's moved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115751759556218418?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115751759556218418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115751759556218418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115751759556218418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115751759556218418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-bother-she-dont-live-here-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115734041547018094</id><published>2006-09-04T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T11:26:55.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday at Shane's house was so funny. We studied and tickled sooooo much ! And he didn't like my blue chips ! So nice okay Shane Gan, it's 6 for a packet know ! Mommy bought it for me to share with you ! And then we tickled so much we just kept laughing and laughing ! :D :D :D And his laughter is so cuteeeee ! :D :D :D I should record it down one day and put it as my ringtonee ! :D I'm having Macs for breakfast again, :D So steamy and nice :D Shane Gan says he wants to see me everyday ! I ALSO WANT ! Anyway, the little boy is sick, take care little boy, I love you ! (hugs and kisses) Now you should feel better !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115734041547018094?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115734041547018094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115734041547018094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115734041547018094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115734041547018094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/09/yesterday-at-shanes-house-was-so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115726649089974797</id><published>2006-09-03T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T14:54:50.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm, just a thought know, would you like people copying you ? Like whatever you do, they copy. Your haircut, they go cut the same. Like what you do with your guy, for your guy, they try do the same, but with a twist, like, to make it not so obvious. I was complaining to Shane Gan the other day and he told me that I should be flattered if someone copies me. And do girls change after they've gotten a guy ? I think many of us don't change, but some do, and when they do, they throw their friends away. They get the mentality "Oh, they'l be there when I need them again". That's meannn. Okay, but on second thoughts, I have no right to just shout in their faces to stop their whatever right ? But anyway, go find your own figure please, doesn't mean you're attached means you have to act like a shane-mel couple. And it's not like Shane and I are the perfect couple, we're no where near there. If you don't get it, I'd appreciate if you could just keep your comments to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I might sound mean, but I'm I-R-R-I-T-A-T-E-D, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yay ! I'm going to Shane's house ! Wheeeeeee, I love my lil boy !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115726649089974797?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115726649089974797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115726649089974797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115726649089974797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115726649089974797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmmmm-just-thought-know-would-you-like.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115708723912953444</id><published>2006-09-01T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T13:07:19.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighty, going out with Shane Gan soon, YAY ! :D :D Anyway, Shane Gan, just to let you know, I'm willing to do anything sane and right just to be with you :D Love you fatty :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115708723912953444?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115708723912953444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115708723912953444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115708723912953444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115708723912953444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/09/alrighty-going-out-with-shane-gan-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115702336654629725</id><published>2006-08-31T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:22:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT ALL OF YOU TO SEE THIS. SO NICEEEE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NI51sd_SsEQ"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NI51sd_SsEQ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OodiNnAg_ko&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OodiNnAg_ko&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OodiNnAg_ko&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search"&gt;=&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Kv8wEGR-Qo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Kv8wEGR-Qo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mu-R36G0gFo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mu-R36G0gFo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCHHHH. :D Remember Sister Act I and II ? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115702336654629725?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115702336654629725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115702336654629725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115702336654629725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115702336654629725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-all-of-you-to-see-this.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115698954170888674</id><published>2006-08-31T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T09:59:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woke up at 3.46am, feeling unhappy. I was frowning away. I've been bitten by something. I had like 7 bumps alone just on my right hand from wrist to elbow. And my left calf a few. Dammmmnnnn. Irritating man. So I went to find my hero, my father ! He woke up, walked to my room, wobbling occasionally cos he was still deep in slumber. He turned on my room lights while I sat on my bed. Then we saw a mosquito, he believed it cost my bumps. So he used my towel, and with one hit, he killed it ! :D :D Then I went to sleep, but I couldn't. So I called him back again. Then he just said "You go sleep, I'l sit here and watch for anything" So I went to sleep, and I didn't feel another bite, or scratched anything :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115698954170888674?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115698954170888674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115698954170888674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115698954170888674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115698954170888674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/woke-up-at-3.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115693425035522780</id><published>2006-08-30T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T18:37:30.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1973/242/1600/200019720-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1973/242/320/200019720-003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b147/jhernan2/spider-man_kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b147/jhernan2/spider-man_kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.43things.com/place/00/02/e2/188975lr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.43things.com/place/00/02/e2/188975lr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, it's raining ! I so wna get out of the house and go play in the rain ! But it's stupid, cos I can hear the thunder, and when you hear thunder, you know there's lightning. I so wna go out and plaaaayyyy. Shane Gan ! Remember we said we'd kiss in the rain ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115693425035522780?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115693425035522780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115693425035522780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115693425035522780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115693425035522780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/ooooh-its-raining-i-so-wna-get-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115677486895041669</id><published>2006-08-28T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:21:08.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Winner is so dammit sweeeeeeet ! :D I asked her how the formal format for letter writing goes and she typed EVERYTHING out ! Winner, Melissa loves you, you sweet thing :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115677486895041669?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115677486895041669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115677486895041669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115677486895041669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115677486895041669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/winner-is-so-dammit-sweeeeeeet-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115676446738214798</id><published>2006-08-28T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:27:47.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back home. Decided not to go for tuition. Yay, I'm so seriously tired. I went for tuition today, this is what Alex said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melissa: Boxers or briefs ?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Briefcase !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to call him later, to tell him the format for letter writing and other things !&lt;br /&gt;I wrote stuffs for Shane Gan today. I have one more to write ! Then I'l pass them to him. I'm tired. Nights world. My mom's sucha tooooot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115676446738214798?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115676446738214798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115676446738214798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115676446738214798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115676446738214798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115667759942017689</id><published>2006-08-27T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T19:19:59.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, my dearest cheryl just reminded me of something. :D :D Her compo was on the topic of desire. Hahahaha. "Everyone has their own desires even me and also especially me" Damn cute right ! Hahahah, she'l so kill me reading this post. Hahahaha, Cheryl, I love you okay ! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115667759942017689?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115667759942017689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115667759942017689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115667759942017689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115667759942017689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-yeah-my-dearest-cheryl-just.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115667582449620752</id><published>2006-08-27T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T18:50:24.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TEN EMOTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;1. are you missing someone right now: yeah ):&lt;br /&gt;2. are you happy: not really.&lt;br /&gt;3. are you talking to anyone right now: yes, my dearest cheryl koh&lt;br /&gt;4. are you bored: yeah&lt;br /&gt;5. are you german: nope&lt;br /&gt;6. are you brazilian: nahh&lt;br /&gt;7. are you french: uh-uh&lt;br /&gt;8. are you Italian: no !&lt;br /&gt;9. are your parents still married: yeah, :D i love my father&lt;br /&gt;10. do you like someone right now: it's loveeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FAVORITES.&lt;br /&gt;1. televison show: anything on channel 33 and 32&lt;br /&gt;2. flower: lilies, roses, :D&lt;br /&gt;3. color: yellllow, white :D&lt;br /&gt;4. sport: NETBALLLLL&lt;br /&gt;5. mall: town, marina square :D&lt;br /&gt;6. music: shane's&lt;br /&gt;7. food: japanese and CHICKEN !&lt;br /&gt;8. drink: water, ribena with apple&lt;br /&gt;9. animal: NOT CATSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;10. country: (since national day's this month) Singapore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS.&lt;br /&gt;1. hometown: singapore&lt;br /&gt;2. hair color: dark brown with red streaks. :D hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;4. hair length: slightly longer than shoulders&lt;br /&gt;5. eye color: brown ! lighter than usual people ! :D&lt;br /&gt;6. shoe size: 9 ! ladies la, if mens' 7 ?&lt;br /&gt;7. mood: sad ):&lt;br /&gt;8. orientation: straight&lt;br /&gt;9. available?: yeah, to Shane&lt;br /&gt;10. lefty/righty: Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;1. have you ever been in love: I am now :D&lt;br /&gt;2. do you believe in love: ooh I believe in love, like the stars above ! the shine and shine on me !&lt;br /&gt;3. have you ever been heartbroken: yeah ):&lt;br /&gt;4. have you ever broken someone's heart?: yeah, sorry to whoever.&lt;br /&gt;5. have you ever fallen for your best friend?: hahahaha, like yes, fallen in love, too far-fetched !&lt;br /&gt;6. have you ever liked someone but never told them: mmmm, nope ! I always say !&lt;br /&gt;7. are you afraid of commitment: nopeee, just give me some freeeedommm !&lt;br /&gt;10. have you ever had a secret admirer: WHO'S BEEN MY SECRET ADMIRER BEFORE ! ADMIT NOOWWWWWW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS: THIS OR THAT.&lt;br /&gt;1. love or lust: love&lt;br /&gt;2. hard liquor or beer: none&lt;br /&gt;3. night or day: both really :D&lt;br /&gt;4. one night stands or relationships: relatonships&lt;br /&gt;5. television or internet: internet and television !&lt;br /&gt;6. pepsi or coke: SPRITE&lt;br /&gt;7. wild night out or romantic night: for shane romantic, for friends wild night out !&lt;br /&gt;8. colored pictures or black and white: black and white for all time's sake, colour for vibrance ! &lt;br /&gt;9. phone or in person: in person&lt;br /&gt;10. aim or myspace: friendster :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN HAVE Y0U EVER.&lt;br /&gt;1. ever been caught sneaking out: I tell my parents everything.&lt;br /&gt;2. ever skinny dipped: I want to !&lt;br /&gt;3. done something you regret: aiyo, who hasn't !&lt;br /&gt;4. ever bungee jumped: Nopeee.&lt;br /&gt;5. ever been on a boat: Yeah, but someone, BRING ME ON YOUR OWN BOAT ! reuben ! you owe me! haha&lt;br /&gt;6. ever finished an entire jaw breaker: yeah&lt;br /&gt;7. ever wanted someone so badly it hurt: nopeee. Shane makes everything nice.&lt;br /&gt;8. ever been caught by your parents with a hickey?: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;9. ever danced in the rain?: i'm so going to !&lt;br /&gt;10.ever loved your ex while you were in a new relationship: NEVER ! Shane's toooo good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm just so bored, I blogged four times today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115667582449620752?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115667582449620752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115667582449620752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115667582449620752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115667582449620752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/ten-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115666062261074337</id><published>2006-08-27T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:37:02.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To my dearest Shane Gan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gonna love me better&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gonna take me higher&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you, my baby.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody ever made me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I must stick with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See our videos ? We look so dammit happy and wonderful together. ]: I wna go back to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115666062261074337?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115666062261074337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115666062261074337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115666062261074337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115666062261074337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-my-dearest-shane-gan-nobody-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115665862826895539</id><published>2006-08-27T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:03:48.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/27-08-06_1336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/27-08-06_1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hahah, I took my father's cup which says "BIG BOSS", so now I AM BOSS ! Took the bottom two pictures yesterday. Weird pose he's in huh, so cute right. He was complaining about the mosquitos, and went to sit like that. I asked him why he's sitting like that, and he said "oh, smaller surface area to attack what" :D :D SO CUTE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/26-08-06_1802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/26-08-06_1802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/26-08-06_1803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/26-08-06_1803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/19-08-06_1824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/19-08-06_1824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm still not really talking to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115665862826895539?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115665862826895539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115665862826895539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115665862826895539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115665862826895539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahah-i-took-my-fathers-cup-which-says.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115663995799039400</id><published>2006-08-27T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T08:53:42.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear babyShane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday started off so good, I thought it'd end off good too, well, it ended off bad. So much for the fortune cookie, total bullshite. I got all sad at woopy seeing the msges, thinking bout you. ]: And what you said hurts, total contrast from how you treated me at our usual spot while we waited for the cab last night. ]: I feel as if I was lied to, by you. I always feel you were the one for me, and that we would end up together, happily ever after. But you went sarcastic and hurt me last night, and those msges, they hurt so fuckin' badly. I don't even know what to say reading those messages. I thought you'd want me as badly as I want you. But if we were to end, it seems as if it won't even matter to you. After all, it's &lt;em&gt;unfortunate I'm your first love&lt;/em&gt;. You're just another one of them. It's as if we don't feel the same for each other. Why is it we have to fight and me *** ? I don't know what you want, you want compromising, I try to fuckin' hard to give that. Like whenever you play your computer game, I just listen to you on the phone, your comp and Ian, and keep quiet like a fool. BUT I DON'T MIND OKAY. Anything for you, as long as you appreciate what I'm doing, for you. And I know I've gone against the rules once, that was a mistake, but I'm not expecting you to forget it or something. But you asking me to be with you again, giving me another chance, is like displaying an act of (to me) forgiveness. I hope that now we can just look forward and treasure our time, cherish our moments spent together. Maybe I was a lil too petty last night, but you ignored me twice, raised your voice at me, and ignored me once more. At 1015pm, I told myself if you don't talk to me at all, I'l leave by 1030pm. 1030pm came, you acted as if I wasn't there. I decided to wait a lil while more. 1045pm. And Watfort scored, whatever they're called. I went into the room to tell you. I watched you play your game ever so intensely, tried to gain eye contact so that we could talk or something, but that simply never happened. Disappointed, I walked out. It's as if you had the mentality "I'l play my game first. Anyway, she'l be here till the game ends (12midnight) I'l have plenty of time later" And after you were done with you game, you came to see me, watching the telly alone. And that was when you talked to me. I was trying to hold back pretty badly. And when I ***** so hard at our usual spot, you were there for me. And whatever you told me after that, bout me ****** so bad, yeah, I guess I did *** for that reason. ]: And then when I thought it was all over, you raised another what-seemed-like-a potential threat to you. And when I got angry I blew it all at you, you got frustrated and blew it back at me. So our heated argument left you saying the hurting stuffs to me (which I only read in the morning), which till now, still hurts. And besides all these, you still said you wna be with me. Shane Gan, I still love you much and many but I don't know why you had to do this to me, from last night at your place. As usual, the word "ATTENTION" is still in my spark of hope. I hope you'd love me for me, give me more attention baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115663995799039400?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115663995799039400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115663995799039400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115663995799039400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115663995799039400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/dear-babyshane-yesterday-started-off.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115657065027883501</id><published>2006-08-26T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T13:37:30.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mommy tossed me a fortune cookie ! :D :D :D And I opened it and it said&lt;br /&gt;"LALALALALA" Don't tell you ! :D :D :D Super nice thing it said ! Wheeeeeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go shower now, go to Shane's house to study ! I shall ask mommy to go cut hair, cos I need to go popular ! Mhmmm ! :D :D Yay ! And my dearest sister just gave me her MAC blusher. :D Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, happy happy girl ! And I'm going to see my babywant ! :D :D YAY ! Hahaha, I love being happy ! :D :D :D I love everything now ! So if you're in a bad mood, talk to me la, hahahahaha, cos I'm dammit happy, I'l make you happy also ! :D :D I must go see Shane Gan now, he's so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, my smalllll boy, haha, tata, nana, rara, wawa, yaya, qaqa, papa, dada (what I call my fatherrrrr!), kaka, jaja, fafa, zaza, xaxa, caca, vava, baba, nana, haha, yaya, kaka, tata ! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES DEAR WORLD, MY LIFE ROCKS. Aiyo, whatever, I must just get killed when I leave my place, whatever man, I'l die with no regrets ! :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115657065027883501?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115657065027883501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115657065027883501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115657065027883501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115657065027883501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/mommy-tossed-me-fortune-cookie-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115656130690829046</id><published>2006-08-26T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T11:01:46.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SO LOVE MACDONALDS' SAUSAGE MCMUFFIN WITH EGG BREAKFAST. OMG, SOOOOOO NICE. :D I've got tuition at 11. Eeeeeeeee, don't wanttt. ]: Anyway, I miss that cookie dough of mine ]: That pig's still asleeeeep ! Oh, that time he messaged me saying "Hello babytoo, I woke up at 4 to study, but I went back to sleep cos I was a tired fatso" HAHAHAHA. SO CUTE RIGHT !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to sleep so early yesterday night ! And he looked so badboy yesterday cos he unbuttoned his polo tee. I like the colour of his polo, light yellow, fred perry's! Shane's so cute :D :D :D Hahahahahaha, I love my small boy. (pinches shane's cheeks)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115656130690829046?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115656130690829046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115656130690829046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115656130690829046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115656130690829046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-so-love-macdonalds-sausage-mcmuffin.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115651327583060792</id><published>2006-08-25T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T21:41:15.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from Love Wrecked, sweet show. And I so love Jonathan Bennett, he was hot in Mean Girls and now in Love Wrecked. Shane Gan bought bread later on, and he bought $6.90 worth so the cashier gave him this handphone keychain, whatever you call it. There was a miniature toy floss bread and it was like, those small plastic toys with air in it. So he pushed the thing and was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; (fascinated)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Ay ! Let me seee ! I wna press ! (takes his thingy, presses a few times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; (takes back) It's MINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, so cute huh. So small boy. I told Evan, Jacq, Lissa and Yun Xing bout the nightmare thingy, in case you've forgotten, let me tell you :D Oh yeah, I was telling them while on the stairs, we ended up late for Mathematics lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Once, I was telling Shane that I had a dream the night before, but the moment I woke up, I just couldn't remember it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lissa:&lt;/strong&gt; MEL ! I also wna listen !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Okok, so then Shane Gan told me he had a nightmare, and this is how it went (by Shane), "You(Melissa) asked me out one day, at 8pm, I(Shane) thought it was a lil too late to go out, but I went to get permission from my mom anyway. So my mom allowed, I went to shower. Then when I came out, I just kept changing and changing into different outfits, and I remember I kept putting on this Paul Frank shirt. And then I just kept changing and changing"&lt;br /&gt;And I(Melissa) went&lt;br /&gt;"mhmmm,"&lt;br /&gt;and he continued&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, so I just kept changing and changing"&lt;br /&gt;And I went&lt;br /&gt;"Uh huhhhhh, so how's it a nightmare ?"&lt;br /&gt;He said in this really small boy, still-sounding-sulkish-over-his-nightmare tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cos I didn't get to see you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All of the girls:&lt;/strong&gt; AWWWWWW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's how small kid and cute please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115651327583060792?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115651327583060792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115651327583060792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115651327583060792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115651327583060792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-came-back-from-love-wrecked-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115642098626780364</id><published>2006-08-24T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T20:03:06.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cheryl asked me why I didn't blog, so I'm here. I'm bored. She told me some secrets, my life's boring, bye.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love to bitch. :D Okay, I'm bored. Anyway, I love Cheryl Koh, I love Shane Gan ! :D :D Sorry baby ! I love you so much okay ! (hugsandkisses)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115642098626780364?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115642098626780364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115642098626780364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115642098626780364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115642098626780364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/cheryl-asked-me-why-i-didnt-blog-so-im.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115624325927540197</id><published>2006-08-22T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T18:40:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm so tired man, I've got many things to complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) All Amath Papers&lt;br /&gt;   - Fairfield&lt;br /&gt;   - Chij Tp&lt;br /&gt;2) Emath&lt;br /&gt;   - O'level 2005 Paper2 (by friday)&lt;br /&gt;3) Physics&lt;br /&gt;   - The whole Dunman paper (faints) Captain says it's hardddd&lt;br /&gt;   - RT Paper Mcq&lt;br /&gt;4) Chemistry&lt;br /&gt;   - Acs I 2001 Paper&lt;br /&gt;   - RI 2001 Paper&lt;br /&gt;5) Literature&lt;br /&gt;   - Literature Worksheet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lissa and I were talking bout stuff today, and we suddenly remembered this rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Who took the cookie from the cookie jar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Lissa took the cookie from the cookie jar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Who? Me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes ! YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Couldn't be !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Then who ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115624325927540197?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115624325927540197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115624325927540197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115624325927540197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115624325927540197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/alright-im-so-tired-man-ive-got-many.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115597147557050339</id><published>2006-08-19T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T15:47:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahaha, I'm so happpppy, Shane's gonna make me a milo dinosaur ! That is if I'm to go to his place later. :D Which I will, don't care, :D And I was so happy ! And then Shane said I sounded like a butterfly ! And I said "Maybe it's cos I'm as beautiful as a butterfly!" And he said "Butterflies are not as pretty as you" :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took many many photographs yesterday. :D&lt;br /&gt;Just the few photographs here. We took 80 ? Hahahah :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/e792533f.jpg"&gt;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/e792533f.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/95cc0a6f.jpg"&gt;http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/95cc0a6f.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will add later!&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm gna go upload on Friendster :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115597147557050339?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115597147557050339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115597147557050339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115597147557050339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115597147557050339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/hahaha-im-so-happpppy-shanes-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115578786920429237</id><published>2006-08-17T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T12:11:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today. Wanted to just sleep in the first part of the day, but I woke up at 11.25am. Darn. Hahaha, yesterday I went to school at 11.35am cos I had to take oral. And thank goodness I did, :D Cos it was sucha blast. My mouth couldn't stop. Many thanks to Aunty Wendy and Mommy's prayers :D So Cheryl and I haven't decided what to wear yet. Darn know. Darn. Hahahah, we might just end up wearing jeans, cos we said we didn't want to. HAHAHA. So I have to study later, or at least complete my papers. I'm horrid. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be studying in town, anyone wna join me ? I'l probly be at Borders Coffee Bean studying or something, the aircon-ed one ! :D (shrugs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115578786920429237?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115578786920429237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115578786920429237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115578786920429237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115578786920429237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-didnt-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115545930861053665</id><published>2006-08-13T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T16:55:08.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Superfudge SuperSweet SuperShane says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby, i'm going to bed. i've waited bout since 2maybe ? to have a decent conversation with you&lt;br /&gt;mhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;legna says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superfudge SuperSweet SuperShane says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im getting tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;legna says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i just finsihed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superfudge SuperSweet SuperShane says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;legna says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superfudge SuperSweet SuperShane says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then now i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;legna says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;sorry sorry&lt;br /&gt;i'll sing you a lullaby then&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superfudge SuperSweet SuperShane says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SAY ONE AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;legna says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twinkle twinkle little star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superfudge SuperSweet SuperShane says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you call me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;legna says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonono&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;sing to you on msn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's sooooo cute. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115545930861053665?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115545930861053665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115545930861053665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115545930861053665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115545930861053665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/superfudge-supersweet-supershane-says.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115545537073941373</id><published>2006-08-13T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T15:49:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you're bored, you tend to go to tickle.com ? Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa, you're a Passionate Kisser &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, you've got all the moves. There's something about your approach to kissing that's natural, smooth, and ultimately, very charming. You know that to lure your mate you need to play the part — from knowing all the moves to looking pulled together — whatever that means for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some may call you a player, but we know that all the flash and show with which you attract your dates is a cover for what you're really after — a terrific connection with someone who likes what you have to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're more confident than some when it comes to matters of the mouth, which is why you may be used to delivering seriously smoldering smooches. Just remember that while you're gooooood when you rely on your standbys, a little spontaneity might be even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no one's home and I like it this way :D But I think things would be better if there's a Shane Gan in my room. Hahahahaha :D He's so cute, I wna pinch his cheeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115545537073941373?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115545537073941373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115545537073941373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115545537073941373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115545537073941373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/when-youre-bored-you-tend-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115529801598013525</id><published>2006-08-11T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T20:09:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Stand By Me - Shayne Ward&lt;/em&gt; is so nice. Who will stand by me really ? When I really need someone. Ha, the irony really. Just shared something with Sheranne, a total contradiction to this bloody post, oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:480%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREW YOU [:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115529801598013525?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115529801598013525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115529801598013525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115529801598013525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115529801598013525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/stand-by-me-shayne-ward-is-so-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115528534477428398</id><published>2006-08-11T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T19:48:28.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shane Gan is so freakin' good to me :D :D :D I can't wait for tomorrow babyfats ! He's so cute please. AGREED ? :D We'l be going to catch the fireworks together. I'm scared of the sparks, I hope it doesn't get into my eyes ! :D Hahaha, and we'l be having a picnic, Shane Gan's gonna get alllll the food. Dude! I want Chinese, to Mexican, to Western, to Italian, to Japanese, to Thai, to German to KING SHANE ! :D Yes people, Shane Gan is delicious, deliciously cuteeeee ! Oh man, I miss my sugar pie honey bunch. And CHERYL, WHERE'RE YOU !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115528534477428398?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115528534477428398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115528534477428398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115528534477428398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115528534477428398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/shane-gan-is-so-freakin-good-to-me-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115519858440539733</id><published>2006-08-10T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T16:29:44.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I was so angry just now when this guy, with his two kids, Indian, he came up with bus, walked pass me and punched me lightly on my arm. I was like WTF ?! And I didn't even know that dude ! And when I got off the bus, OMG, YUCK, HE KEPT STARING AT ME. Ew. Disgusting. And I told Shane Gan, and if he were there, that guy would never live to see his kids man. Disgusting. Urghh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why I got reminded of Kimberley telling me something during Chinese lesson, bout a girl in school called Sophia, hahahahaha, ew ? Alright, so mean please. Alrighty, tata. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115519858440539733?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115519858440539733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115519858440539733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115519858440539733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115519858440539733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-yes-i-was-so-angry-just-now-when.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115519807171516082</id><published>2006-08-10T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T16:21:11.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shane Gan always fulfils his promises. He made me soooo unhappy yesterday, but told me he'l make me happy if I go to his place, I did, and I came home with a tulip, one he folded using paper. :D How sweet my little boy is :D And today, he was a sweet&lt;3 again. I keep loving that pig more and more each day. He gets cuter by the second, :D with those eyelashes that curl at the ends of his peekers. :D So cuteee. I can't wait to go out with him again. That sweet shite. :D And SHANE GAN, WE MUST STUDY OKAY. Your mommy say one. My mommy also. :D I love you ! Hahahah :D he simply perks my whole day up just by smiling, tsk, he's got me under his skin. Naughty boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the best everything to me. Don't worry Cheryl dear, I LOVE YOU TOO :D We should hang out together and study know !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115519807171516082?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115519807171516082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115519807171516082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115519807171516082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115519807171516082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/shane-gan-always-fulfils-his-promises.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115511817147679858</id><published>2006-08-09T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T18:13:03.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:1500%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115511817147679858?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115511817147679858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115511817147679858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115511817147679858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115511817147679858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115511393128647501</id><published>2006-08-09T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T17:05:06.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so unhappy ]: Grr- And my maid, arghh, she took an hour to go buy &lt;em&gt;ICE CREAM&lt;/em&gt;, ICE CREAM ONLY YOU KNOW. And she came back saying it was out of stock. And she only went to one place. WTF. So I waited an hour, and no ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Shane Gan's case. I waited since 3pm for an answer on what time to go to his place. He told me at around 3.45 that I could go only at 5.30pm. Wtf ? And then he said can go anytime. And then he said this and that this and that. And he hasn't told me if Cheryl's going. And I'm so angry. I'm so freakin' irritatedddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. And I'm so fcukin' angry I just slammed my phone down. I'm so angry. I don't feel like moving no where. What was to be a happy day turned out like that. I'm so angry. If you think I've no business here being angry, you fcuk off man. I hate to be left hanging with no freakin' answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115511393128647501?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115511393128647501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115511393128647501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115511393128647501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115511393128647501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-so-unhappy-grr-and-my-maid-arghh.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115510253964453634</id><published>2006-08-09T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T13:56:58.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm super bored. Supposed to go to Shane's place, but my butt doesn't allow me to move. I love yesterday, so fun, played futsal and then went to Mak's house :D Played mah-jong, bridge and daidee. Everyone who lost had to contribute to the Shane-and-Mel-Fund. And Shane Gan was realllly sweet yesterday, we were like, thinking how to get each other to the King and Queen position for daidee and we SUCCEEDED! :D We just kept seeing each other's cards and scheme on how to win, hahahahaha, :D :D :D And I jumped from the 2nd last position to King ! Hahahah, cos I played house of 5, then another house of 5 then a single card. :D And when I gamed, everyone had ALL their cards on hand :D So fun, and Shane Gan was a sweet lil lollypop yesterday :D Yay, and I don't care, I want him to buy me ice cream today. Anyway, I think Shane Gan is good in soccer man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Ay, Shane Gan, let's go, I wna go wenyao's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ian:&lt;/strong&gt; Mel, last goal la, last goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay&lt;br /&gt;And Shane scored less than 5 seconds after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I ask Shane to score, he WILL score. Hahahahah, :D Good right ! And I scored man, like twice :D Shane says next time if he wants to play soccer, he'l call Ian and Cedric. I'm not too sure bout Jy, :D He says their leg power very good. I'm mega bored. Cheryl's online now, haha, TOODLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: I love the word nehneh-fied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edited&lt;br /&gt;So Ian brought Christopher up to the street soccer court to COMPARE AND CONTRAST between Shane and Christopher! I was laughing so hard because it was really funny, as they both looked SUPER alike but they kept denying ! Ask Cheryl, Cedric, Kong, Ian, Wenyao, Alex, Jy ! Anyone there ! Hahahahaha. According to Cheryl, &lt;em&gt;their upper part look super alike &lt;/em&gt;! Hahahah, I still find it super funny, Christopher looks really very small boy, but Shane Gan issss a small boy, and the way Shane Gan carries himself is ten folds cuter than Christopher. And I like the C'div vice captain of Netball. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115510253964453634?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115510253964453634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115510253964453634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115510253964453634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115510253964453634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-super-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115495592632684788</id><published>2006-08-07T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:05:26.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY, &lt;strong&gt;SAINTS LOST TO RAFFLES&lt;/strong&gt;. Yay, but Raffles are the better team according to some reliable sources. Saints decided to play fair and square this time round so I should give them their due respect. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Shane Gan is so cute. I love Lissa Choo. Happy Birthday Kimberley and Julia. :D And I love Shane Gan. I love honeydew. I have so many tuitions tomorrow. Shane Gan has that small little boy look, hence he's &lt;em&gt;my-small-little-boy&lt;/em&gt;. We had a good laugh over the phone just cos of that phrase. PE was a bore, cos I wanted a bigger group, like 10 vs 10. Darn, nevermind. Anyway, random I know, but I love whisper. I'l die without those. My favourite drink is Ribenna Apple. I love crystal jade's veggie. I love roasted chicken drumstick. I love adorable pigs like Shane Gan. He's mine, deliciously babyliciously cute and hot. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I was Cedric's wife during lifeskills today. Hahahaha. Horrid mannn. And the topic was &lt;em&gt;marriage&lt;/em&gt;. So my ideal partner has to be (In categories)&lt;br /&gt;1. Godly&lt;br /&gt;2. Faithful&lt;br /&gt;3. Have Integrity&lt;br /&gt;4. Understanding&lt;br /&gt;5. Humorous&lt;br /&gt;6. Sweet, cute, hot&lt;br /&gt;7. Potent, good in bed&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Shane Gan fulfils 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. 1, not yet. 7, I'l only know after marriage. :D Till then, noodles loodles toodles !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115495592632684788?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115495592632684788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115495592632684788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115495592632684788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115495592632684788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/yay-saints-lost-to-raffles.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115482749408476585</id><published>2006-08-06T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T09:24:54.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right-click and open in new window to see the pictures for convenience purposes. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/b94afc17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr Shane Gan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the pig, yesterday :D It was really fun because it was our 18th Monthsary. :D So after tuition, I went to acsi to catch the haven, which I must say was dammit professional. Shane Gan just made it better. We took &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/9f82a929.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a picture&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;there, hahahah, much to his disapproval anyway. Their theatre is a million folds better than our auditorium. Gosh, it's world class, according to Mr Shane Gan, student of Anglo Chinese School (Independent).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bussed to town using a 14. :D I was darn tired and not feeling that well, so I went to sleep. Then we went to have lunch, at fareast, chicken rice, I hate steamed chicken, I want my roasted chicken ! While we were there, I told him anchorpoint has darn good roasted chicken, cos the gravy is so sweeet and nice ! And he said Potong Pasir has a pretty good one, I told him to bring me there, he smiled and said "Next time when I have a car okay ?" :D So cute la Shane Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked in Wisma for awhile, decided to use the Mac PCs in Topman to check out movie timings and there were a few lil brats using it, so Shane Gan and I scared them off by threatening to call the staff if they don't wna get off. As in, we just talked really loudly behind them. :D We got to use it, bussed down to Plaza Sing, Cathay, but THERE WERE NO MOVIESSSS! So we snapped a few &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/04c77f73.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s, and many more, but I've only uploaded &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/b3d2c10a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was no movie, we decided to go to TCC for a drink, we just loveee TCC know. So we were there, we took two pictures again, one from &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/Picture016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my angle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, one from &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/Picture017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. We ordered our drinks, I saw the card he wrote for me, (HE MADE IT HIMSELF, EVERY SINGLE PART OF IT, except the papers la, and he had help from his lil sister, who looks a lot like him, meaghan) SO CUTE, and then, I was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Aiyoooo, &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/Picture025.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is soooooo cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, it's me what. :D And Meaghan told me I could blend in another tone, like make two tones and I did it, see the cheeks! I did that rosy cheeks effect. And I'm most proud of it la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we ordered &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/CopyofPicture029.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one more drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, super nice drink it was, it's something passion. It's a soda la. So later, I ******* my *******. Went home, changed into slack attire and accompanied Shane Gan to go have supper. And we started talking bout Cheryl :D Hahhahaha, I really don't know what we were talking bout earlier,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; I'l go fight with Cheryl, I'l take some cheese out and then when she comes, I'l hit with (does some hitting action)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He claims Cheryl is very mousey. Hahahah, and he told me he had a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; You called me one day, at bout 8 o'clock, asking me to go out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Whoa, so late ah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; That was what I thought too, but I went to ask my mom and got permission to go out, but I've to be home by 10.30pm or 11pm, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Then I bathed a change and then I kept changing outfits, and I was like "shite, I'm going to be late already !" Then I kept changing and changing and changing, till I woke up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; So why's it a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Cos I never got to meet you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115482749408476585?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115482749408476585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115482749408476585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115482749408476585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115482749408476585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/right-click-and-open-in-new-window-to.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115469303597795453</id><published>2006-08-04T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:03:56.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to school, to get my award. I think Netball rocks. :D Anyway, I went back home after, then went to Wenyao's house. I just watched Cheryl and Wenyao play worms while the rest of the guys (Aaron, Alex, Captain, David, Ian, Kong, Jeremy KH, Jtoh, Lanz) Then Later Ian came up with Jy, and Jy showered and went off to tuition with Cheryl. Then Wenyao left to play soccer. Ian stayed at his place with me cos he didn't want to over assert himself, he even asked me if I brought my inhaler. So we made Mushroom Soup and played worms together. Ian bullies ! ]: Lanz came up and he played Dota. Ian had to go off, I went down with him to the basketball court where the guys were playing, and he went to retrieve his stuff. I watched the guys play and Alex scored THREE in like 5 minutes ! David left with him so Kong, Wenyao and Jtoh were one person short. SO I JOINED IN. And I thought I played well for some barefooted laughing girl. And then, Kong and Kh collided in the air, Kh fell and tried to cushion himself with his hand. He hurt his back. Wenyao took off his shirt and then put it for Kh to lie on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Let me go away first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaron:&lt;/strong&gt; Mel, you're damn funny, ay, (gestures to the guys) she thinks he hit his there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; NO LA, I THOUGHT YOU GUYS WILL ASK HIM PULL DOWN A LIL BIT TO SEE MAHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captain:&lt;/strong&gt; Can you touch your (tail)bone? Is it jutting out or dislocated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kh:&lt;/strong&gt; (lying down, with that full-of-pain face, he touched his bone) Oh no, I think it &lt;strong&gt;disappeared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Captain:&lt;/strong&gt; Maybe you should turn over, let me see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kh:&lt;/strong&gt; Lan jiao laa (meaning NO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Alex didn't even score after I started playing. :D Yay ! Hahahha, I was pretty good luh huh. :D I threw one ball and Kh headed it in, OWN GOAL. But I DONT CARE, I SCORED. Hahahhahaha. :D I'm a happy girl. I love Shane Gan, I'l be seeing him tomorrow. I'M SO HAPPPPPY !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115469303597795453?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115469303597795453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115469303597795453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115469303597795453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115469303597795453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-to-school-to-get-my-award.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115452791728205679</id><published>2006-08-02T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:11:57.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think the sweetest kisses are always unexpected. When the person least expects one, it's sweetest because it comes on as a surprise :D I love kisses labelled &lt;em&gt;unexpected&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;Shane Gan-ed.&lt;/em&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short babyfats, I love you. XD You're sugar-coated, honey-glazed, sweet sweet sweet and darn cute. :D You are my Sugar rush. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115452791728205679?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115452791728205679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115452791728205679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115452791728205679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115452791728205679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-sweetest-kisses-are-always.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115435575855222188</id><published>2006-07-31T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T22:22:38.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall wait for next year&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I've got shane gan who makes the effort and makes sure i've got the best fuckin' ******** on earth to the best of his own ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I detest people who take credit for stuff they didn't do, or weren't even part of. One example of a person who does stuff with his all and not yearn for credit or any form of praise is Cedric. He's really admirable. It's really such a pleasant sight to see him just always putting in his all, doing all he can, just to make one happy, or to achieve his very best. He's just exemplary. I admire Cedric for that never-say-die spirit. I bet no one will disagree with me on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I was talking to Cheryl. I was telling her that I would give her a great birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superfudge says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, I will do yours perfectly&lt;br /&gt;that you will love every minute of the 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;unless I can't live up to that day&lt;br /&gt;and unless I'm outta town.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, I'm giving you my best&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;(she didn't reply for a really long while)&lt;br /&gt;ay&lt;br /&gt;dont cry leh&lt;br /&gt;i know you are touched&lt;br /&gt;ت&lt;strong&gt; babe. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyooo&lt;br /&gt;so sweet&lt;br /&gt;(puts the crying face)&lt;br /&gt;tears of joy&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;choy!&lt;br /&gt;please la&lt;br /&gt;touch wood&lt;br /&gt;you'll live a long live with meee!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;we'll get married together and give birth together and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Superfudge says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;SET&lt;br /&gt;ت &lt;strong&gt;babe. says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY! DEAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her, there're two people who can understand me really well, Cheryl and Shane. They're very dear to me. And anyone caught trying to take them away from me will DIE. I will never let you touch them. Call me possessive, I don't care. I call this, &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115435575855222188?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115435575855222188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115435575855222188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115435575855222188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115435575855222188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-shall-wait-for-next-year-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115435392077831075</id><published>2006-07-31T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:16:33.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DOUBLE-YAY. I'm going out with Cheryl Koh on Thursday, before the thanksgiving thingy at night :D Yay. And I wrote many random stuffs in her diary today! Shite, think there's English tomorrow. And I haven't brought the English file. Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; me for fun &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt;boy&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt;boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love&lt;/em&gt; me for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Let the reason be&lt;em&gt; love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that part only. How sweet la. :D If one's love for his/her special other is like that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I like &lt;a href="http://www.gojane.com/16946.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; pair of heels. Hot stuff right, steam man. In white yeah :D And I love Shane Gan. :D He's so cute. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115435392077831075?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115435392077831075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115435392077831075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115435392077831075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115435392077831075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/double-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115424961548307116</id><published>2006-07-30T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T16:53:35.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My papa insists he has a dog called Alastair. Hahahahahahahah. Don't ask me why man. That funny funny man. Had a movie with Shane Gan. Got back home by 4. We watched Lake House. It is nice la, but I guessed the plot. It's sweet and all, BUT they're many loopholes in their plot. Tsk tsk. Anyway, I need to do some retail therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115424961548307116?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115424961548307116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115424961548307116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115424961548307116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115424961548307116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-papa-insists-he-has-dog-called.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115417340321218674</id><published>2006-07-29T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T19:43:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;So how does Champions for Past vs Present Captain's Ball sound ? &lt;em&gt;Hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm tired, irritated, sad. I want Shane Gan and Cheryl now. I miss many people. I feel like going out for a shopping spree. I feel I deserve one. I need to make some people bleed. I love this song. It's for all the people who don't show care and concern for me. grr-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for attention&lt;br /&gt;Not another question&lt;br /&gt;Should you stay or should you go?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you don't have the answer&lt;br /&gt;Why you still standing here?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away, Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited here for you like a kid waitin' after school&lt;br /&gt;So tell me how come you never showed?&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything and never asked for anything&lt;br /&gt;And look at me, I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;So before you start defending, baby&lt;br /&gt;Stop all your pretending&lt;br /&gt;I know, you know, I know&lt;br /&gt;So what's the point in being slow?&lt;br /&gt;Let's get this show on the road today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for attention&lt;br /&gt;Not another question&lt;br /&gt;Should you stay or should you go?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you don't have the answer&lt;br /&gt;Why you still standing here?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey&lt;br /&gt;Just walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, if you don't care, just walk away. I don't need you anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115417340321218674?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115417340321218674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115417340321218674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115417340321218674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115417340321218674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-how-does-champions-for-past-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115413671885523329</id><published>2006-07-29T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T09:31:58.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone's in the mood for scoldings, I'm in the mood for receiving. They just scold me and let me take it. Actually, I did scold someone la, cos he was being an unreasonable biatch, but all's well, cos we became okay already. I don't know. Shane Gan kinda 'scolded' the shite outta me last night, my mom this morning. She didn't want me to go for the PvP, and wanted me to go only at 1. What the hell. I was so pissed. My father didn't scold but asked "Must you go?" So yeah, I'l be doing work in between matches. How sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm trying to control the shite outta myself and I'm expecting too much outta myself too. Okay, whatever, &lt;em&gt;tune my mind to victory&lt;/em&gt; today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115413671885523329?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115413671885523329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115413671885523329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115413671885523329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115413671885523329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/everyones-in-mood-for-scoldings-im-in.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115399060774165442</id><published>2006-07-27T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T17:00:26.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shane and I were messaging yesterday, after a&lt;em&gt; long period of not messaging&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello, you still awake ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; I've fallen asleep already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Then how come you can reply me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Can, in my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth ? Hahahaha. So anyway, lunched with Cheryl today, met Cedric Goh, so we lunched with the guys too, but different table. Then I went home while she went tuition. And I met Julien. :D She's niceee. Add me online Julien ! Oh yeah, I love the smell of Shane's hoodie. (sniffs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115399060774165442?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115399060774165442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115399060774165442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115399060774165442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115399060774165442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/shane-and-i-were-messaging-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115392146262584637</id><published>2006-07-26T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T21:56:49.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I don't mean to be mean and nasty and bitchy and all, but I get darn freaked out when people add me when I don't even know them. Right now, I kinda have 18 unaccepted. My profile kinda shows loads of personal stuff, and it's just not me to showcase them all yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tired. Still am. Down with runny nose, cough and all. I wna get fever. I hate morning bus rides. I love Cheryl. I miss Shane. I wna get close to Tiffany again. I believe Cheryl does so too. She's been to caught up with Norman and vice versa. I feel like I've just lost two friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whatever man. I love Chinese lessons. Though the teacher was pretty what la, fancy pickin' on me ONLY. So anyway, Cheryl's the bomb man, she came online only cos I asked her to ! :D I love her so effing much :D :D :D I met Shane today. [: He looks really cute in berms. :D His legs are darn hot please. Okay, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh-my-shite. I can't believe I'm like at the top (one of the top) of the list. Tsk, MELISSA TAN. ARGHHH, GAHHH, RAHHHH. They can't ***** now. Cos my ****** is like shite. And because my ****** are not satisfactory, I can't be ******* a *****! (BANGS KEYBOARD) SDOGFJOIWGSOKDNVWEPGINSDVLKNSAEVKLMARGI&lt;br /&gt;OHWEGOUEWGONKCMKL&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH, freakkkkkkkkkkk. Okay, whatever, I've myself to blame. Arghh, I see so many stars. Okay, I'm so gonna hit the ***** now. Oh yeah people, &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt; ask me anything bout this okay. If your name is Shane Gan Jian Jie or Cheryl Koh Lilin then yeah la, go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bloody pools&lt;/em&gt; (Cheryl, I bet you know what I'm talking about)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115392146262584637?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115392146262584637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115392146262584637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115392146262584637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115392146262584637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/alright-i-dont-mean-to-be-mean-and.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115374605091637210</id><published>2006-07-24T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:00:51.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, so many things happened today man ! Hahaha, first we had Amath, told Lissa bout Bonnie, my cousin, who's being bullied by a girl in her school, scgs, called Lisa too ! Hahahahahaha. And Lissa kept laughing to herself. She's damn cute la Lissa and Bonnie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had PE, oh man, I so don't wna play soft ball next week, I wna play touch rugbyyyy. So fun please, especially if your group is rockin' good :D 8-0 to us :D Cos Kim said she scored 5. I think I scored 3 or 4. Don't know. But I only like two of the touches, I learnt one from Shane ! :D :D :D :D :D I bet he must be like "omg mel, DONT SAY YOU LEARNT IT FROM ME." Cos I'm darn lousy. And they kept laughing at my dramatic scissors. TSK, I WAS DOING A VERY SHARP ANGLE ONLY WHATTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was recess. I left my retainers on the table, Kim didn't know and she accidentally threw it into the bin ! Searched for it after Social Studies class, in which the five of us: Evan, Yunxing, Jacq, Kim and I were made to stand cos we were late. So I dug into the trash bag, and when I was about to give up, Kimberley suddenly popped up from the trash bag holding a plasticy thingy, IT WAS MY RETAINERS. Washed it and popped it back into my mouth. Hahahahahahahah, ew I know. Shane Gan don't wna kiss me anymore ah ? HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super funny things happened at tuition with kenneth, joash, alex, which I don't feel like saying. I'l tell the Lil' Miss-es tomorrow. :D SUPERRR FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I soooo admire Captain Cedric Goh. :D&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I MISS MY SHANE GANNNNN, I WNA SEE HIM AND HUG HIM SO TIGHTTTTT. I haven't seen him face to face for about a week. Miss miss miss him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115374605091637210?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115374605091637210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115374605091637210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115374605091637210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115374605091637210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/alright-so-many-things-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115361565053409683</id><published>2006-07-23T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T08:47:30.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm all out of faith&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;br /&gt;Lying naked on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Illusion never changed&lt;br /&gt;Into something real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide awake&lt;br /&gt;And I can see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The perfect sky is torn&lt;br /&gt;You're a little late&lt;br /&gt;I'm already torn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115361565053409683?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115361565053409683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115361565053409683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115361565053409683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115361565053409683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-all-out-of-faith-this-is-how-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115353612773713925</id><published>2006-07-22T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:42:07.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, I played like maddd with Cheryl man, hahahaha :D Cos she came to my place ! :D :D :D Hahahaha. So yeah :D Yay ! I got soo many pictures and SO MANY MORE VIDEOS ! AHAHHAHA And that girl hinted to me to make a video. HAHAHA, so yeah, doing it now. I love doing crazy things with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115353612773713925?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115353612773713925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115353612773713925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115353612773713925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115353612773713925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-yeah-i-played-like-maddd-with.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115353372338937405</id><published>2006-07-22T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T10:02:03.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, I feel so screwwedddd. I fuckin' miss Shane Gan (sorry for the vulgarities) GAHHHH, RAHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm damn random, but I'm damn unreasonable at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I just remembered some random conversation. We were on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Why do you sound so happy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Nothing what, cannot laugh is it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; I thought you were gonna say "I sound happy happy cos I'm talking to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh! OH! Ask me again la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, okok, why do you sound so happy ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Cos I'm talking to you. [: (cheeky laughter)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115353372338937405?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115353372338937405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115353372338937405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115353372338937405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115353372338937405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-man-i-feel-so-screwwedddd.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115330823460912569</id><published>2006-07-19T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T19:23:54.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't blog yesterday, so here I am today :D Let me start with what happened yesterday XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHANE IS TIED FOR TOP SCORER OF THE INTER-HOUSE SOCCER TOURNAMENT.&lt;/strong&gt; I always knew my babylove was the guy, good in everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Chapel, I was sleeping through the WHOLE thing I swear. But I didn't get caught cos Jiayi kept informing me who was coming and all. I was too tired. Then we sung the SCHOOL HYMM, oh man, I so freakin' loveee the school hymm ! We should sing it every tuesday ! After chapel ! And I suggested to Mrs Quah, she went "Yeah, I think so too" Yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had Additional Mathematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Yeo:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, class, please draw an angle of 300 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Do you have a protractor ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, I do. (she used it first, trying to measure an angle of 300 degrees) Ay, my protractor cannot measure 300 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA Just draw an angle of 60 degrees then the other angle is 300 laa HAHHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, I vandalised her protractor cover, cos it had a big "LISSA" so I added a "CHOO" :D She just kept whining. She's damn cute HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Additional Mathematics test after, omg, let's not talk bout it shall we. (frowns)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very sad, cos&lt;br /&gt;1. I didn't *** **&lt;br /&gt;2. I will not be going out with Shane Gan this Friday ]: And maybe not even seeing him tomorrow (double frowns&lt;br /&gt;But it's alright babylove, it's not your fault, I still love you. Just go take some time to relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115330823460912569?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115330823460912569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115330823460912569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115330823460912569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115330823460912569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-didnt-blog-yesterday-so-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115314416311336560</id><published>2006-07-17T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:51:08.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Turn the volume of your speakers up ! The voice of this thingy is soooo cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vwBj1EIBOg8" width="295" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL KOH, LET'S LEARN IT AND SING TOGETHER !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115314416311336560?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115314416311336560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115314416311336560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115314416311336560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115314416311336560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/turn-volume-of-your-speakers-up-voice.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115312664242823182</id><published>2006-07-17T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T16:57:22.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighty, got my diary, cos I took down what to blog about. (smiles at cheryl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my dearest &lt;strong&gt;Winner&lt;/strong&gt; fainted today at school. ]: She was unconscious and all. I was really worried. She just dropped like that. And the school didn't even inform MOE of her condition on her behalf. Like wth, I mean, you guys should know MOE better than the students. Argh, thinking of how efficient the school is is making me so sick. Gosh, Winner, take care alright :D Can't wait to see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had Pe, played &lt;em&gt;Touch Rugby&lt;/em&gt;. Yeah, you got that right. We thrashed the guys team. Tsk tsk. 4-0 ! :D :D And Kimberley, Lissa and I make such a good team. :D We won Jacq, Yunxing and Evan 8-1. :D Nono, netball doesn't do much help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During recess, the guys went to play soccer and left me alone. So I had recess with the class girls. We came up with some Lil' Miss ____, the blank being the most prominent characteristic of the person. Lissa's Lil' Miss Whiney, Kim's Lil' Miss Lazy, Jacq's Lil' Miss Clumsy, Evan's Lil' Miss Procrastinating, Elis's Lil' Miss Cheeky, Yun xing's I'm not sure. AND GUESS WHAT I'M CALLED. &lt;strong&gt;Lil' Miss Horny&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm how angelic la, ask Shane, ask Shane !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had SS, Min Hao was supposed to lead the dancing of some song, imitating the dog, and in the end, the whole class just gave Cheryl and I the attention cos we were the only ones dancing. :D Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-t1we-aY8sM"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;, to watch the video. The tune is stuck in my head. They're called Pat and Stanley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Listening Compre was today. Shane Gan and I had the&lt;strong&gt; EXACT SAME ANSWERS&lt;/strong&gt;. So I'm bored, I don't realllly have much excitement to blog, but rather to just doctor what happened, into thisss. Yeah, tuition soon, tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I &lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt; birthdays. I shall boycott all birthdays till, let's just say, my impression of birthdays changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115312664242823182?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115312664242823182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115312664242823182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115312664242823182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115312664242823182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/alrighty-got-my-diary-cos-i-took-down.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115302095142476280</id><published>2006-07-16T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T14:16:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like &lt;a href="http://www.gojane.com/16945.html"&gt;these pair of shoes&lt;/a&gt;, I wna get them in Choc, should I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u59dGdxoaaw&amp;search=beckham%20punked"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, becks is soo hot :D And I like their accent. I'd rather have a Brit Accent than a American one. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Shaun is following Shane Gan slowwwllyyyy. First he stopped gel-ing his hair up, next he started borrowing Shane's shoes. Hahahah. Funny ! And Shane Gan is sooooooooooo cute ! I bet my parents think so too. Remember my father said he's handsome ? HAHAHAHAH. HE IS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?p=e&amp;amp;pid=313929715&amp;amp;uid=3345217"&gt;THIS PICTURE&lt;/a&gt; OF HIM, HOW CUTE LAAAAAAAAAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115302095142476280?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115302095142476280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115302095142476280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115302095142476280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115302095142476280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-like-these-pair-of-shoes-i-wna-get.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115297694012577537</id><published>2006-07-15T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T23:33:48.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My father was walking around the house, with a frown upon that wrinkled face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; I don't want this kind one laaaa. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want tight tight one la. I don't want baggy baggy one la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Next time don't buy for me.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See la, now I cannot show my curves and muscles already.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The shirt so big you know. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big until I can put one baby inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy:&lt;/strong&gt; See mersa, see, next time I don't want to buy any shirts for you. I don't care, I bought you&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shirts already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Aiya, I want you to change, I want tight tight one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while Shane, Cheryl, Jy and I were out yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl:&lt;/strong&gt; You know ah, Shane remind me of my sister's boyfriend, very soft spoken&lt;em&gt; says soft spoken in a very soft tone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; And you remind me of a very loud person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115297694012577537?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115297694012577537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115297694012577537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115297694012577537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115297694012577537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-father-was-walking-around-house.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115296135446501690</id><published>2006-07-15T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T19:02:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, school yesterday was a blast :D Norman is still scared of my tickles ! Hahahahaha, and I tickled him cos he stole and hid my bag, cos I stole and hid his shoe bag. HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4GFZE_pro5A"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4GFZE_pro5A&lt;/a&gt; ! Go watch ! Got your picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wenyao:&lt;/strong&gt; I had to pause/play/pause for my picture know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shite, I forgot to add Shann's picture ): Darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reuben:&lt;/strong&gt; Ooo, nice picture, but you locked the door right, don't kena the tammy vid ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Er, NO LAAA. That's a very very big door ! It's always closed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said that when I thought he was referring to the big garden door leading to the backyard. He still kept insisting his point, finally, I knew why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; That's the fridge for WINE la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm going out XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ THIS, OMG&lt;br /&gt;Reuben was asking me bout the past vs present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oo&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4GFZE_pro5A&lt;br /&gt;go watch!&lt;br /&gt;29th july ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;orhh&lt;br /&gt;dun tink so&lt;br /&gt;u playing ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mhmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ooo&lt;br /&gt;since when u do sports&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO&lt;br /&gt;I'M NETBALL ONE LEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;k la k la&lt;br /&gt;sry behind closed doors girl&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wah lao&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;that's not a door, it's a fridge for WINE&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;wha lao&lt;br /&gt;wine&lt;br /&gt;hes dma loaded la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;some wine cellar&lt;br /&gt;basket&lt;br /&gt;can get u expensive lnigerie&lt;br /&gt;how lucky&lt;br /&gt;what victoria secrets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;what expensive lingerie !&lt;br /&gt;what victoria secrets !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ask him buy the wings la&lt;br /&gt;wah hot ah tt one&lt;br /&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;YEAH !&lt;br /&gt;OMG, DAMMNN HOT PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;shit la&lt;br /&gt;i also wnana wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but no la, he'd just make me model in those, like THE WHOLE DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hah&lt;br /&gt;wah shit la&lt;br /&gt;lucky leh u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(: thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hope he turns gay one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll stop the world and melt with you says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;NOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reubs. 1b14! hooooooo! even if we dont win , we're gonna die trying! hoi hoi! wah pain pain says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ahah&lt;br /&gt;den i'll take him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane ? I'l NEVER introduce you to Reuben, NEVERRR. Already Ian Chang has the hots for you. He said you look really cute drinking your coffee and then sticking your tongue out. NOOOOOOOOO. Don't steal him from me pleaseeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm a happy girl, since jiejie is home, I can't go online that much anymore, she went for some freshman camp :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115296135446501690?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115296135446501690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115296135446501690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115296135446501690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115296135446501690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-school-yesterday-was-blast-d.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115288556936512509</id><published>2006-07-14T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:59:29.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My father was so excited, he came back home with this&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; huge&lt;/span&gt; smile on his fat face. He looked like a cheshire cat !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Hello ! (SMILES WIDELY) I saw your little prince just now, and I shook his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; I told him it's an important year for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; I knowww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahah, ask him out for lunch one day, just you, me and him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, Shane Gan, from now, you shall be called my little prince XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115288556936512509?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115288556936512509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115288556936512509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115288556936512509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115288556936512509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-father-was-so-excited-he-came-back.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115280317634761172</id><published>2006-07-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:06:16.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mommy reminded me that I've Listening Compre on Monday&lt;br /&gt;I replied "Oh yeah hor"&lt;br /&gt;So I called Joash and reminded him,&lt;br /&gt;he replied "Oh yeah hor", he told Alex,&lt;br /&gt;he exclaimed "Oh yeah hor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha, I don't know why I find it funny XD&lt;br /&gt;And I think Nick from Project Runway is so nice pleaseee.&lt;br /&gt;And Daniel is pretty hot.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm missing Shane. He's so cute you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must try ask mommy for the forty bucks to return to Tiffany !&lt;br /&gt;Her name reminds me of Tiffin. (shrugs) Don't ask me whyyy.&lt;br /&gt;I hate home dinners, they kill.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, I hate Materazzi. Read &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/7588588.html#cutid1"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zizou is so nice he didn't complain or whatever bout Materazzi.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy says Italy were losing, so Materazzi tried to break Zizou. And he succeeded. Poor Zizou, the whole world hates Materazzi now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115280317634761172?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115280317634761172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115280317634761172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115280317634761172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115280317634761172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/mommy-reminded-me-that-ive-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115270771158399233</id><published>2006-07-12T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:06:01.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I know your eyes in the morning sun&lt;br /&gt;I feel you touch me in the pouring rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the moment that you wander far from me&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel you in my arms again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you come to me on a summer breeze&lt;br /&gt;Keep me warm in your love, then you softly leave&lt;br /&gt;And it's me you need to show&lt;br /&gt;How deep is your love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How deep is your love&lt;br /&gt;I really mean to learn&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we're living in a world of fools breaking us down&lt;br /&gt;When they all should let us be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We belong to you and me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;You know the door to my very soul&lt;br /&gt;You're the light in my deepest, darkest night&lt;br /&gt;You're my savior when I fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you may not think I care for you&lt;br /&gt;When you know down inside that I really do&lt;br /&gt;And it's me you need to show&lt;br /&gt;How deep is your love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some song Joaqim Gomez sung. [: Nice, the the last stanza, so real maaen XD&lt;br /&gt;Mathilda D'Silva is soooo good you know. I wish I had a voice like that ! ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a lil quarrel with Shane Gan. I shouldn't have ******* bout my ******. Gosh, horrid man. Anyway, I'm pretty bored. The messages from the lil boy, they're not coming in ]: I miss you Shane Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Quah thinks I'm funny. The whole English band thinks I'm funny, I think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wna go swimming and tanning XD AND NORMAN THEN IS SO NORMAN YOU KNOW ! Tsk ! Norman Then is so like Norman Leow. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skeptical&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115270771158399233?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115270771158399233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115270771158399233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115270771158399233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115270771158399233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-know-your-eyes-in-morning-sun-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115259934764487344</id><published>2006-07-11T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T14:29:07.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, just to let you know on my current condition.&lt;br /&gt;Temperature: 38.3 C&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;And er, Jy and Ian, don't kill me please, my comp was like, renewed, revamped, SHITE, I CAN'T GET THE WORD. And your physics questions, GONE ! Sorry. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Ian just messaged me, by the way, it's 2.23 now, not the few hours ago. I'm bored, and tired. ]: It's tiring being a student. HAHAHAH. I'm bored. &lt;em&gt;I don't like the biatch anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115259934764487344?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115259934764487344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115259934764487344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115259934764487344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115259934764487344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/alright-just-to-let-you-know-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115259340742119041</id><published>2006-07-11T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T12:50:07.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20 people you can think of right now at the top of your head. Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 20 people.Ok. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shane !&lt;br /&gt;2. Cheryl Koh&lt;br /&gt;3. Ian Chang&lt;br /&gt;4. Cg&lt;br /&gt;5. Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;6. Aaron&lt;br /&gt;7. Norman&lt;br /&gt;8. Jy&lt;br /&gt;9. Kong&lt;br /&gt;10. Yun Xing&lt;br /&gt;11. ALEX&lt;br /&gt;12. Wenyao&lt;br /&gt;13. KO&lt;br /&gt;14. Chua&lt;br /&gt;15. Kh&lt;br /&gt;16. David Choo&lt;br /&gt;17. Winner&lt;br /&gt;18. Joash&lt;br /&gt;19. Lissa&lt;br /&gt;20. Jacq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I meet 14? (Chua)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah, all the way back in Primary One.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What would I do if I never met 1? (Shane)&lt;br /&gt;I'l be a sad girl ]:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? (Kong and Jacq)&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah, I'l be waiting for that day to appear ! It'l be darn funny!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like 19? (lissa)&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER ! We help each other in Math :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? (Aaron and Winner)&lt;br /&gt;We were all close, but hmmmm, nahh, like I've said before, Winner's into Ants. :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Describe 3. (Ian)&lt;br /&gt;My most handsome boy friend !&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do I think 8 is attractive? (JY)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he's funny. :D He's a nice nice nice nice X 1000 guy.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Do I know any of 12's family? (wenyao)&lt;br /&gt;Not personally :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What's 8 favourite tee? (JY)&lt;br /&gt;It used to be that navy blue and yellow long sleeved one right ?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 18 confesses that he/she likes you? (Joash)&lt;br /&gt;He likes someone else already :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What language does 15 speak? (KH)&lt;br /&gt;Funny funny English !&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with? (Kong)&lt;br /&gt;HE LIKES CHERYL !&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16 now? (David)&lt;br /&gt;CHAIRMAN CHOO ! Sixteen, January 23rd. :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time I spoke to 13? (KO)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What's 2's band favourite band/singer? (Cheryl)&lt;br /&gt;She's into some Chinese song now. I think ? She's like me like, anything nice, then like la :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 4? (Cg)&lt;br /&gt;Er, never really thought bout it. He's a nice guy la :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 7? (Norman)&lt;br /&gt;I used to think he was quite a catch, now, N-O NOOOOOOO !&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What's 10's last name? (Yun Xing)&lt;br /&gt;Yip !&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Would you be in a serious relationship with 11? (Alex)&lt;br /&gt;Nahhhhhhhhhh. He's too small and cute for me.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What school does 3 go to? (Ian)&lt;br /&gt;FAIRFIELD !&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Where does 6 live? (Aaron)&lt;br /&gt;Holland !&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What's the favourite thing about 5? (Tiffany)&lt;br /&gt;I like nothing bout her. HAHAHA, KIDDING. Well, the way she thinks, it's funny. AND TIFFANY, I WANT YOU TO GO OUT WITH CHERYL AND I.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 1 naked? (Shane)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, of cos, in my dreams. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115259340742119041?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115259340742119041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115259340742119041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115259340742119041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115259340742119041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/20-people-you-can-think-of-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115242329462017905</id><published>2006-07-09T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T13:34:54.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alrighty, went out with Shane Gan yesterday. We did weird things, as in like, stuff we've never done before. We went shopping for THE WHOLE DAY. And our legs were like gonna give way. SO anyway, Shane betted, lost, so there goes the top he promised if he wins the bet. Baby! Your first time losing know ! There goes your money. Zao zhi dao, wo jiu bu rang ni qu bet le. And we ate at Coffee Bean, I've got pics ! :D Oh yeah, Shane met my father ! Cos I back home, took Shane's tops and passed it to him la, then while I was at that, papa came back home !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Your friend out there is it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Errr, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Ask him come in for a drink la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; NOOOOO, he has to go off already !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I went out of the house to go pass Shane stuff. And Papa followed me ! And I was telling him "NOOOO, HE NEEDS TO GO HOME" Then Shane heard us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Wanna come in for a drink ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Er, hello uncle (face a lil red) Er, no thanks, I need to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Never mind, just come in la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; NO NEEEEEEEEEED. (And I pushed him back into the house. HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later, the lil boy messaged me to say that it was a weird way to meet my father. HAHAHAHAHA. And then before I went to sleep, papa came into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Your friend is good looking leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Why do you say so ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy:&lt;/strong&gt; Aiyo, he say good looking, then good looking la, ask why you say so for what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Shane messaged me:&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. I hink you've actually got a really nice family. Dunno bout your sis though. Your dad's nice and your mom is funny:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bet you that put a smile on both my daddy and mommy's face mann.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115242329462017905?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115242329462017905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115242329462017905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115242329462017905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115242329462017905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/alrighty-went-out-with-shane-gan.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115210839278670219</id><published>2006-07-05T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:06:32.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Message to Cedric aka Jellybean:&lt;/strong&gt; Sorry for getting so upset and irritated over the English shite, sorry for any-oh-how accusing you of not telling Mrs Quah. In fact you did :D Thanks Cedric the fruit. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy KH is so funny okay. He was inviting everyone to his house warming. I was sitted next to him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Jeremy ! Am I invited to your house warming ! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeremy:&lt;/strong&gt; Er, now I invite you lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. You should have heard him !&lt;br /&gt;And Shane Gan is so cute :D I have to finish my English Composition by today. I so don't want to do it. I'l call Shane Gan and ask him to help me out. I hate one word essays. ]: I miss Shane Gan. He's so nice and cute okay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in any case, if you're wondering how&lt;em&gt; it&lt;/em&gt; went, ask me tomorrow. I'm having a headache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115210839278670219?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115210839278670219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115210839278670219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115210839278670219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115210839278670219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/message-to-cedric-aka-jellybean-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115200861271198271</id><published>2006-07-04T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:33:25.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm quite irritated, correction, VERY irritated. I told Cedric the fruit to tell Mrs Quah that I've got tuition right after school, not being able to meet her today, and he didn't breathe a word bout it to her. Now mommy has received two phone calls since this morning, one from Mrs Quah at 5pm, one from the discipline teacher, Miss Ng early in the morning 9am. I'm pretty cheesed off man, I mean, I'm not the only one in the school with such hair please. There're some others who have worse hair than mine. And if you say my ponytail is too short, OH MY MY MY MY MY, so many girls in school, in MY level have even shorter ponytails man. Wth, and Miss Yeo sent me to Miss Ng cos why ? MY FRINGE. And I get caught for my ponytail ? Gosh, and why do I get caught ? LOOK, I ONLY USE THREE FREAKIN' PINS ALRIGHT. I've seen a councilor with 10 freakin' pins. In fact, I use three pins and get screwed, they use ten they get smiled and praised at. And what did Miss Lim say ? No more than FOUR pins on your head, wth, I'm one pissed person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the school food sucks, they overcharge, underprovide and the noodles smell of ammonia. Yes, that's what you call disgusting. I'm not in a very good mood alright. So now, get out of my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got so much up my mind, I'l be thankful to just have only ONE session of tuition a day. Honestly speaking. I've got &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; to go for tomorrow, and it's gonna have to be my best of effort, it's why they &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; want me. And I've got two tuitions on Thursday, had two today and one on Friday. Yes, this is what happens when you don't work hard in Secondary 3. Now let me stall and freak out over my O'level Chinese Oral and &lt;strong&gt;Listening Compre&lt;/strong&gt;. I was never born to listen well. Gosh, I'd better go dig my ears now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need the &lt;em&gt;Shane-therapy&lt;/em&gt;. Babykins ! Hurry ! Give me a call :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115200861271198271?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115200861271198271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115200861271198271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115200861271198271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115200861271198271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/alright-im-quite-irritated-correction.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115189632800863801</id><published>2006-07-03T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:12:08.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/tickle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/tickle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Melissa, your lips say you've got Flirty Ways&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your motto? "Read my lips!" When it's time to let someone know what's on your mind, a sassy, spotlight-stealing seductress like you isn't afraid to let your lips do the talking. You know how to use a pretty pout, a light laugh, or a charming story to attract attention, especially from the object of your affection.Whether or not you're the kind to kiss and tell, we bet you're used to getting what you want. After all, a fun and flirty girl like you is the perfect blend of sweet and sensual. Sound sexy? It is — just like you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115189632800863801?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115189632800863801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115189632800863801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115189632800863801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115189632800863801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/melissa-your-lips-say-youve-got-flirty.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115180417500217113</id><published>2006-07-02T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T09:45:18.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with Shane Gan yesterday :D :D :D :D :D At first I was really tired and all, and my dressing was how sloppy. Then, I started to wake up, cos he's was soooo darrrnn cute! His abercrombie polo tee was hell hot, and he looked &lt;em&gt;sooo hot&lt;/em&gt; yesterday ! BUT his socks ah, hahahahahah, so high, and when I told him bout it, he immediately tried to make amends to adjust it and push it lower. So cute right ! We ate A LOT. We headed to The Cathay to get our tickets first, 8.30pm Superman Returns (Last row!) then headed to town. There was this Singapore Food Festival on so we were saying we'd come back later to grab a bite! For dinner ! We promised on Chocolate Fondue so we went to Coffee Club at Paragon! Shane Gan had a Wasabi Prawn Salad in which he likes the sauce a lot :D Hahahahahah, small boy. He ate EVERY BIT of the salad up, even the mini bacon bits! He didn't let them off ! I asked if it was worth his money, he said "I must eat finish then I know". In the end, he said it is worth the money :D Then we shopped awhile, went to forever twentyone. I didn't fancy anything, so I told Shane Gan "AY! This is the first time I walk out of f21 without trying anything leh !" And he shook my hand and congratulated me :D Same for Mango. But when I entered Zara, omg SALEE. So yeah, I decided we should head to the one at Great World City. :D And I WAS RIGHT, NOT AS CROWDED! Bought two pairs of shorts, wanted one more skirt, BUT NO FREAKIN' SIZE. The usual size I always take just dropped off me ! But I like that skirt many manyyyy. It's a bubble stripped skirt, it has that oshkosh thing bout it. Fyi, oshkosh is a baby-toddler brand. Gosh, I love it. :D After that, headed back to The Cathay for our movie. :D We were too hungry and lazy we decided to not stop at the SFF. Then I bought a Mushroom Cheese Sandwich from The Cathay and it was pretty good know :D And then Shane bought a beef hotdog. His was nice too ! But I felt that my bread very fat and cute ! (LIKE SHANE GANNN) After, Shane Gan tasted and smelt of Mushroom and Cheese. HAHAHHA. Cos I kept giving him my sandwich to eat eat eat. My small boy was hungry, that was the least I could do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah, Shane's dammit thoughtful. He knew I was thirsty and bought me iced milo :D And when we ordered the beef hotdog, the guy asked what sauce we want. Then Shane said "Chilli please" and then when the guy went off to get our dog sauced he went "OH, I JUST REMEMBERED YOU DON'T TAKE CHILLI!" Hahahahaha, so cute right :D Then the movie was pretty good la, Superman's HOT, Brandon Routh is hot man, his eyes and all :D :D :D But I was looking at Shane Gan most of the time :D Cos he's dammit cute :D He sent me home after, :D in which I attempted to scare my parents saying Shane'll be watching soccer with us. :D HAHAH. And they believed! And when I reached home, I told my papa that I have to go get something to pass to Shane Gan, he asked me to ask him in for a drink! Hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright, I'm blogging so much cos I'm darn happy okay.&lt;/strong&gt; OH YEAH, I WON AN AWARD MAN. FROM MISS LIANG!&lt;br /&gt;This is how she introduced the award that Chemistry practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Liang:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, next up is the "Most helpful lab partner award". First pair, PETER AND LINUS. You two just do one set of experiments together, exam time you cannot do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4D:&lt;/strong&gt; Laughed laughed laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Liang:&lt;/strong&gt; The other pair, well, is also very helpful. From this year, the girl has been trying to help the guy a lot. You can see that she's really trying her best for the guy. (she clicks her mouse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUT CAME "MR NORMAN AND MISS MELISSA"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4D:&lt;/strong&gt; Laughed laughed laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Liang:&lt;/strong&gt; (and she mentioned a lil more bout Norman that I forgot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF ONLY MY LAB PARTNER'S SHANEEE :D&lt;/strong&gt; AND IF ONLY NORMAN'S LAB PARTNER IS TIFFANY. HAHAHAHHAHAH And Ian Chang received like two other awards, :D the casual award, his shirt was tucked out and all. And most considerate partner award, for not wearing his specs while burning shite over the bunsen burner, and yeah. :D Hahaha, now that was when the class laughed the loudest. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And swordfeesh BBQ today, wheee !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND SHANE GAN IS &lt;em&gt;THE ONLY&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;M.B.E.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother asking, I won't tell. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, time for my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 things I'd like to say, &lt;em&gt;NSTAO.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Nobody Should Take Any Offence)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Portugal so doesn't deserve to win, I mean, check the referee out, BIASED is spelt all over his face! England should have been award a penalty when Lennon was pushed down.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm super shocked Brazil got the boot. I think Germany will win. :D And who would've thought France would fire up ? (Oh yeah, to Cedric and Aaron, Shane betted with his friends that France would win. :D He also told me Portugal would win, though he was rooting for England)&lt;br /&gt;3. I think Kong is okay now, not so irritating, actually, he's pretty nice. It takes a while for me to see that.&lt;br /&gt;4. I WANT MY ZARA SKIRT, Mommy hasn't reimbursed for my shorts. I want her to give me money for both ! ):&lt;br /&gt;5. SHANE GAN (you can help me complete my sentence :D) IS SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;6. I don't feel like going to school for the week. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;7. I've got a lot of homework. ):&lt;br /&gt;8. I got reminded of Cheryl while having my fondue yesterday! Cos once we went together !&lt;br /&gt;9. I need to take new pictures, to upload onto friendster :D&lt;br /&gt;10. I love the M.B.E. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115180417500217113?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115180417500217113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115180417500217113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115180417500217113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115180417500217113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-out-with-shane-gan-yesterday-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115167398635047232</id><published>2006-06-30T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:26:26.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am watching soccer now, then they were showing the Italy Usa match. Then the referee issued three red cards like straight, not two yellow. And the commentor said "Wow, another red card, the referee is issuing red cards like confetti!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, you don't know how happy I was walking towards the mrt, talking on the phone with you, hoping you would ask me to meet you. But you hurt me twice. So much for the attention talk we had. And you assured me that you would give me all the attention I want, and that you will give it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fucking tired, and you just had to load more on me huh. If you think I'm not trying, why do you think I keep fuckin' crying walking home. YOU FUCKIN' jklsdngojashguiwenv. And you fuckin' told me to wait for you at the mrt, and I did, and when I called you again, YOU WERE FUCKIN' AT HOME ALREADY. kfjb9smbkerig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, that was so emo please, at least I got it taken down. The two yous are different okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone bring me out to scream my lungs out please. And I miss you papa. ]:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115167398635047232?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115167398635047232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115167398635047232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115167398635047232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115167398635047232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-watching-soccer-now-then-they-were.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115131973887290223</id><published>2006-06-26T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:02:18.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cristiano is injured, poor guy, his face is so cute please. :D And his thighs are so firm :D :D Hot stuff. He's the bombbbbbbbb :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane's a sweetie pie :D I love Shane Gan. :D Oh yeah, I'm eating honey dew now, my maid kinda made the honeydew into spherical shapes for me to pop into my mouth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think Portugal is a very good team. I mean, they don't wna just score for themselves know ? They actually pass around, that's why Maniche could score. I'm not sure if that's how you spell his name :D But yeah. Hmmm, but on the other hand, just look at the England Ecuador match, Beckham decided to take it into his own hands and yeah, he made history :D So yeahh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the juniors plus Sha and Yujia will play well for National League today :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115131973887290223?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115131973887290223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115131973887290223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115131973887290223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115131973887290223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/cristiano-is-injured-poor-guy-his-face.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115120932162352572</id><published>2006-06-25T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T12:22:01.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh, I've eaten the whole tube of smarties Shane Gan has bought me. Tsk, so fillingggggg. So much fatssss. And oh yeah, these smarties are not oily know. But well, I prefer M&amp;Ms. Shane Gan bought me smarties cos of the packaging. Cos it had piglet, Shane's piglet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone's a lil screwed. Grrrr- I haven't been receiving many messages Shane Gan sent. ): ): And it makes us irritated with each other. Horrid la, horrid. I haven't gone out with Shane Gan in a really long while ): Cos we were both sick. He had fever, then my turn. We both coughed and blew our noses in harmony. Alright, that's disgusting la, hahahahahahahahahahahaha. Gayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still like the Honda Civic Ad :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 things I'd like to say, &lt;em&gt;NSTAO&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; (Nobody Should Take Any Offence)&lt;br /&gt;1. I think there're desperate people in our clique.&lt;br /&gt;2. I want Shane Gan to take neoprint with me one day. :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Alex and I think that Norman is horny.&lt;br /&gt;4. I think Kong studies a lot at home but doesn't wanna admit.&lt;br /&gt;5. I wna do well for O's, get into a good school.&lt;br /&gt;6. I wna go out with Shane and grow up soon, get married and have kids.&lt;br /&gt;7. Swordfish is really good :D&lt;br /&gt;8. I'm sick of smarties.&lt;br /&gt;9. I don't wna do Amath or Emath forever.&lt;br /&gt;10. Aaron, why are you keeping a distance from the clique ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's ten things today. :D I'm bored. ): I don't wna do my tuition homework. I don't wna go to school. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115120932162352572?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115120932162352572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115120932162352572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115120932162352572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115120932162352572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/gosh-ive-eaten-whole-tube-of-smarties.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115095457312043252</id><published>2006-06-22T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T13:36:13.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check this out :D Brilliant Honda Civic Advertisement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="295" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6YpSnHBO6Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6YpSnHBO6Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="295" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115095457312043252?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115095457312043252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115095457312043252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115095457312043252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115095457312043252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/check-this-out-d-brilliant-honda-civic.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115094748658099292</id><published>2006-06-22T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T11:38:06.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG, OKAY, GO CHECK THIS OUT, OKAY, OMG OMG OMG, HE HAS THE SAME BIRTHDAY AS ME, NO WONDER WE'RE BOTH THAT HOT :D hahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've officially fallen for him&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;a href="http://fifaworldcup.yahoo.com/06/en/w/player/201200_CRISTIANO_RONALDO.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115094748658099292?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115094748658099292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115094748658099292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115094748658099292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115094748658099292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/omg-okay-go-check-this-out-okay-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115090743120910927</id><published>2006-06-22T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:30:31.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tools.fodey.com/generators/animated/ninjatext.asp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://r1.fodey.com/1a408bfa5798c4cd78346efb570ab0c0b.1.gif" border=0 width="295" height="60" alt="Ninja!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115090743120910927?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115090743120910927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115090743120910927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115090743120910927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115090743120910927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/ninja.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115090515719574379</id><published>2006-06-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T12:18:08.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another thing my papa said !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos the Mexican Goal Keeper released the ball very quickly to his defender who lost it very quickly, as some Portuguese player intercepted it. Then the guy attempted a shot and then the shot went over the net but the goal keeper ran into the net. Then he bounced against the net and sprung back onto his feet. And whilst my papa and I were watching this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa: Whoa, the net very good quality&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115090515719574379?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115090515719574379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115090515719574379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115090515719574379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115090515719574379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-thing-my-papa-said-cos-mexican.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115090383531586152</id><published>2006-06-21T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T23:31:23.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOODNESS. MY FATHER IS SOOOOO FUNNY PLEASE. We're watching World Cup at home, Portugal vs Mexico. And then, the referee issued two &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; cards and then a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;. And I didn't know who got the boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Ay ! How come that guy is still here ! I thought he got red card already whattt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Huh, yeah, two &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; card equals one &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; card know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, I know, but I thought this guy got sent off !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Aiya, Mexico people&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(Mexicans)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; all look the same one la!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't expect myself saying this, but yeah, sorry Shane Gan. But fyi, that wasn't a very nice trick you played on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115090383531586152?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115090383531586152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115090383531586152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115090383531586152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115090383531586152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/omgoodness.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115089030862067088</id><published>2006-06-21T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:45:08.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this off Tiffany's blog, pretty interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 friends of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 friends of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;Name 5 random objects&lt;br /&gt;Do these before u look at the questions below&lt;br /&gt;F1. Ck&lt;br /&gt;F2. Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;F3. Ruth&lt;br /&gt;F4. Winner&lt;br /&gt;F5. Rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M1. SHANE GAN SHANE GAN SHANE GAN SHANE GAN&lt;br /&gt;M2. Ian&lt;br /&gt;M3. Jy&lt;br /&gt;M4. Cedric&lt;br /&gt;M5. Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O1. My clothesss&lt;br /&gt;O2. My make upppp&lt;br /&gt;O3. My handbagsss&lt;br /&gt;O4. My shoessss&lt;br /&gt;O5. My v3iii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if F1 and M2 dated?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty possible :D :D :D But nono, one white, one black, uh-uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if M5 ate O1?&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna eat him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are M4 and F2 compatible?&lt;br /&gt;Nope ! Their temperaments very different :D M4 will go all out of the girl and will get easily hurt and go all emoooo. And F2's the kind who will just go "HUH ?" :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you buy 03 as a present for F2?&lt;br /&gt;One is okay, but not mine la. Wait, let's talk when I've got money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet F3?&lt;br /&gt;Church :D She's freakin' nice, I love you girl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did u meet M1?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmm, long time ago :D I don't wna start, or I will never stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if M1 and M4 dated?&lt;br /&gt;DON'T YOU JUST GET IT, SHANE GAN IS MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the probability of matchmaking F1 and O5?&lt;br /&gt;Too much black, maybe other colours will do. But she doesn't really have the v3i look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does F4 like 04?&lt;br /&gt;She owns too many to count, I think ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you related to M1?&lt;br /&gt;We're married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe F2&lt;br /&gt;blurr, funny, has beautiful eyes, gaga over norman, pretttyyy, and HOT, all my friends are hot okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if F3 went overseas?&lt;br /&gt;She's not Singaporean anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does M4 look like O2?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick an object from the list to describe M2&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, just white clothes :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115089030862067088?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115089030862067088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115089030862067088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115089030862067088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115089030862067088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/got-this-off-tiffanys-blog-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115088517968443012</id><published>2006-06-21T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:19:39.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm watching the replay of sweden and england's match. And I really have to say a few things, firstly, J.Cole is hellllll good, which makes him hell hot. And OMG, HE JUST SCORED. 33 minutes. :D Peter Crouch went to carry him! He's soooo tall ! And Sven Erickson seems so freakin' nice. He looks like the typical nice coach :D And Sweden's goal is so tyco. Seriously. Tsk. Horrid. So J.Cole is damn good :D And ferdinand is super lousy I just realised. I'm for J.Cole now :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115088517968443012?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115088517968443012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115088517968443012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115088517968443012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115088517968443012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-watching-replay-of-sweden-and.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115078272771623168</id><published>2006-06-20T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T21:14:51.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="295" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BbyX0V8Sg8s"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BbyX0V8Sg8s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="295" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115078272771623168?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115078272771623168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115078272771623168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115078272771623168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115078272771623168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115064433851681020</id><published>2006-06-18T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T23:25:38.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from friendster, and it's hell true. :D And those in bold is what I like. :D Bigger better bolder. :D And Mommy wants me to put on the biotherm mask. Er ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message:&lt;br /&gt;1. DON'T FORCE HER TO DO&lt;br /&gt;ANYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;[She won't trust you if you do &amp; it'll be awkward]&lt;br /&gt;{like duh}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Grab her hand when you walk next to each&lt;br /&gt;other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[She always gets butterflies when you do it; it&lt;br /&gt;makes her feel you want her]&lt;br /&gt;{sweet :)}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. When standing, wrap your arms around her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[It makes her feel you really love her.]&lt;br /&gt;{:DD!}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Cuddle with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[She'll feel you are there for her]&lt;br /&gt;{agreed}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Hug her from behind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[It makes her feel special]&lt;br /&gt;{surprise + love}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Write little notes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[She smiles. They're cute; The end]&lt;br /&gt;{._. not if your english is gonna suck you aint}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Compliment her Honestly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[No girl likes a liar and no girl likes a person who&lt;br /&gt;lies about it when you compliment her]&lt;br /&gt;{*blush* LOL}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long&lt;br /&gt;as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[It makes her feel wanted]&lt;br /&gt;{warms her? LOL}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Be super sweet to her.&lt;br /&gt;[All girls like a super sweet guy]&lt;br /&gt;{if you dont know this, you suck}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Call her at night to wish her sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;[She'll go to bed with a smile]&lt;br /&gt;{i dont do phone calls :]}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Comfort her when she cries.&lt;br /&gt;[She'll feel you'll ALWAYS be there for her]&lt;br /&gt;{yes! :D but its best if she doesnt cry -.-}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Wipe away her tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[It'll show you'll always be there]&lt;br /&gt;{ditto}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Love her with all your heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Not with your brain... or your dick]&lt;br /&gt;{O.o wtf?}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;14. Pick her up and flirt with her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (she'll scream&lt;br /&gt;and say put me down but really she loves it).&lt;br /&gt;[It's true boys!]&lt;br /&gt;{youre psychic -.-"}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Be a gentleman (hold the door for her).&lt;br /&gt;[Every girl loves a guy who is a gentleman]&lt;br /&gt;{i can hold the door myself^^"}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. DON'T let your friends talk trash about her,&lt;br /&gt;it'll get back 2 her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&amp; it'll make her feel like you aren't really there&lt;br /&gt;for her]&lt;br /&gt;{yeah. feeling sux}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Take her for a long walk at night!&lt;br /&gt;[She just wants to be alone &amp;amp; that's not&lt;br /&gt;always bad. The world can be annoying&lt;br /&gt;sometimes &amp; you just need to be alone.]&lt;br /&gt;{._.er}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When it's cold outside hold her close&lt;br /&gt;[You want her to be happy &amp;amp; she's happy in&lt;br /&gt;your arms]&lt;br /&gt;{love being warm! :D}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Draw on or rub her back as she is tryin to&lt;br /&gt;rest or sleep&lt;br /&gt;[This just feels good HAHA!] {not with a pen&lt;br /&gt;you idiot, with your finger}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115064433851681020?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115064433851681020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115064433851681020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115064433851681020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115064433851681020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/got-this-from-friendster-and-its-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115060401504090171</id><published>2006-06-18T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T12:22:56.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; I support this team (points to shirt crest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was guessing it's FC Barcelona, cos it read FCB&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; I support Barcelona FC. Cos of the player, the teeth like that one (and he imitates Ronaldinho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, that brazillian guy is it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papa:&lt;/strong&gt; Deco also, the portugal one. &lt;strong&gt;He is my successor&lt;/strong&gt; (Turned and smiled at me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost fainted. :D Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, whatever. I so miss Shane gan. And &lt;strong&gt;Ronaldo IS SIZZLING HOT&lt;/strong&gt;. With his straight teeth now, I like :D He's so cute please :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know people, Shane gan is cuter :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115060401504090171?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115060401504090171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115060401504090171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115060401504090171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115060401504090171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/papa-i-support-this-team-points-to.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115042691967661572</id><published>2006-06-16T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:01:59.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah, you've guessed it right, I'm missing Shane Gan. ): Thank goodness he's not sad, angry or anything :D And I think Joaqim Gomez is hawtttt stuff :D So is Shane Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOODNESS, OMGOODNESS, OMGOODNESS. I'm not making this up okay, but I was hearing My Boo by Nelly feat. Alicia Keys. OMGOODNESSSS. I heard other voices in it. And I wanted to hear nelly's voice again, so I went to rewind a lil, And I heard some man talking. OH MY, NOW TALK BOUT CREEPY. I did it again, and when that guy's voice popped up, I lost it man, my hair were on ends. Wah lao, now I know how a shiver can run down your spine. Ew, now talk bout creepy. Rahh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115042691967661572?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115042691967661572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115042691967661572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115042691967661572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115042691967661572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/yeah-youve-guessed-it-right-im-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115038365046555337</id><published>2006-06-15T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T23:00:50.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this off somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Get below 60 points in total to be considered an angel.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'l get below 60. Cos I AM an Angel. Shane calls me one :D&lt;br /&gt;1) smoked&lt;br /&gt;2) consumed alcohol&lt;br /&gt;3) slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;4) slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;5) made out with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;6) made out with someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;7) had someone in your room of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;8) watched porn&lt;br /&gt;9) bought porn&lt;br /&gt;10) done drugs&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) taken pain killers&lt;br /&gt;12) taken someone else's prescription medicine&lt;br /&gt;13) lied to your parents&lt;br /&gt;14) lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;15) snuck out of the house&lt;br /&gt;16) done something illegal&lt;br /&gt;17) cut yourself &lt;em&gt;EWWWW ? Not intentionally la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;18) hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;19) wished someone to die&lt;br /&gt;20) seen someone die &lt;em&gt;Thank goodness I don't remember anything !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) missed curfew&lt;br /&gt;22) stayed out all night&lt;br /&gt;23) eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself&lt;br /&gt;24) been to a therapist&lt;br /&gt;25) been to rehab&lt;br /&gt;26) dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;27) received a ticket&lt;br /&gt;28) been in a wreck&lt;br /&gt;29) been to a club&lt;br /&gt;30) been to a bar&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) been to a wild party&lt;br /&gt;32) seen the Mardi Gras&lt;br /&gt;34) had a spring break in Florida&lt;br /&gt;35) sniffed anything&lt;br /&gt;36) wore black nail polish&lt;br /&gt;37) wore arm bands&lt;br /&gt;38) wore t-shirts with band names&lt;br /&gt;39) listened to rap&lt;br /&gt;40) own a 50 cent CD&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) dressed gothic&lt;br /&gt;42) dressed prep&lt;br /&gt;43) dressed punk&lt;br /&gt;44) dressed grunge&lt;br /&gt;45) stole something&lt;br /&gt;46) been too drunk to remember anything&lt;br /&gt;47) blacked out&lt;br /&gt;48) fainted&lt;br /&gt;49) had a crush on your neighbor&lt;br /&gt;50) had someone sneak into your room&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51) snuck into someone else's room&lt;br /&gt;52) had a crush on someone of the same sex &lt;em&gt;EWWWW ! I'M FOR SHANE :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53) been to a concert&lt;br /&gt;54) dry humped someone&lt;br /&gt;55) been called a slut&lt;br /&gt;56) called someone a slut&lt;br /&gt;57) installed speakers in your car&lt;br /&gt;58) broke a mirror&lt;br /&gt;59) showered at someone of the opposites sex's house&lt;br /&gt;60) brushed your teeth with someone elses toothbrush&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61) consider Mac, Dre, e40 or Mistah Fab your favorite rapper&lt;br /&gt;62) seen an R rated movie in theaters&lt;br /&gt;63) cruised the mall&lt;br /&gt;64) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;65) had an eating disorder&lt;br /&gt;66) had an injury&lt;br /&gt;67) gone to court&lt;br /&gt;68) walked out of a restaurant without paying&lt;br /&gt;69) caught something on fire&lt;br /&gt;70) lied about your age&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71) owned an apartment&lt;br /&gt;72) cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;73) cheated with someone&lt;br /&gt;74) got in trouble with the police&lt;br /&gt;75) talked to a stranger&lt;br /&gt;76) hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;77) kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;78) rode in the car with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;79) been sexually harassed&lt;br /&gt;80) been verbally harassed&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81) met face to face with someone you met online&lt;br /&gt;82) stayed online for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;83) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;84) watched TV for 12 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;85) been to a fair&lt;br /&gt;86) been called a bad influence&lt;br /&gt;87) cursed&lt;br /&gt;88) prank called someone&lt;br /&gt;89) laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;90) cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 9 &lt;em&gt;uh-ohhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91) cheated on homework&lt;br /&gt;92) held hands with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;93) been pushed into a pool&lt;br /&gt;94) played pool&lt;br /&gt;95) watched 5 hours of mtv straight&lt;br /&gt;96) had a crush on someone 10 years older than you&lt;br /&gt;97) had a crush on someone younger than you&lt;br /&gt;98) wear eyeliner&lt;br /&gt;99) skinny dipped &lt;em&gt;I wish I could :D It's how cool la, doing it with your loved one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;100) laughed at someone who was seriously hurt&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whole Total: 59&lt;/strong&gt; TOLD YOU I WAS AN ANGEL :D YAY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115038365046555337?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115038365046555337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115038365046555337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115038365046555337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115038365046555337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/got-this-off-somewhere.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115038140566376995</id><published>2006-06-15T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T22:23:25.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm missing Shane Gan. I think he's too sad to give me a call. ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I wna go tanning soon. Someone give me a buzz please. I need to tann :D And Tiffany will be sending me the pics reallllly soon! :D YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115038140566376995?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115038140566376995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115038140566376995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115038140566376995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115038140566376995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-missing-shane-gan.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115036592797191001</id><published>2006-06-15T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T18:05:28.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shane's out of town again, in Bangkok. I haven't received any news from him. I'm worried sick. I feel so baaad. Cos he said he'l call me back later, and when he did, I didn't pick up. And he was sad. Argh, so was I. Sorry Shane Gan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Shane Gan bought me this really cute elephant from Phuket. It's MEGA cute :D :D :D Argh, whatever. I haven't finish studying my quota for today. I'm tired. I've got so many tuitions tomorrow. That sentence sounds weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Shane and I have the same shirts :D&lt;br /&gt;One has &lt;a href="http://threadless.com/product/459/Simon_Says"&gt;"Simon says..." &lt;/a&gt;on it,&lt;br /&gt;the other&lt;a href="http://threadless.com/product/487/Procrastinators_leaders_of_tomorrow"&gt; "Procrastinators: Leaders of tomorrow"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they're HOT. Can't wait for us to wear it out. Hahahahahaha. I think I look really worn out. And I wna go to the junior's match tomorrow ): ): I must show them some support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've realised I've put a password on my blog so that my blog will remain a private affair to those I know. I mean, pointless to let the whole world read la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be so tired. And I didnt send Mister Gan off today. ): I freakin' should've. Fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I had a blast yesterday. I can't wait for leow leow to get the pics out man. That man is &lt;em&gt;slowwww&lt;/em&gt;. I've got much stuff to complete. Shite it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115036592797191001?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115036592797191001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115036592797191001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115036592797191001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115036592797191001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/shanes-out-of-town-again-in-bangkok.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115029731398705839</id><published>2006-06-14T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:01:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The beach was &lt;strong&gt;AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt; with the clique. :D 12 of us turned up. :D Aaron, Aileen, Alex, Fenny, Ian, Jy, Kong, Me, Norman, Tiffany, Shane, Wenyao! Fun Fun Fun :D I swear I love my bikini, and so did Shane :D Yay! And Tiffany and I spammed Norman's camera with OUR pics :D Loads of stupid poses. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we had &lt;em&gt;la mien dian xin&lt;/em&gt; at &lt;em&gt;Noodle Hut&lt;/em&gt;, harbourfront :D Nice nice nice. :D Since we had 12, we split tables. 5 and 7. Shane, me, Tiffany, Norman and Jy, the rest another. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we ALL went to Shane's place but Aileen went for her match ! :D So the guys were all fascinated by Shane's copperhead mouse ? (What the hell is so good bout that copper head. I help you attach copper too la. But Mak said it's the best gaming mouse ever. &lt;em&gt;Er, okay&lt;/em&gt;) Mak went "Whoa, my dream house is his house. My dream mouse is his mouse." We watched She's &lt;em&gt;the Man&lt;/em&gt;, in which Fenny and Ian were nuts over! Crazy two ! Then, Tiffany and Norman had a game with Aaron and I (in which we won :D). And then, Mak said Tiffany's very stiff. And I was like "Yeah, 4/5 of 'stiff' is her name what" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved today. Missing Cheryl Koh, that girl ahh. Missing Cedric too, that guy ahh. ): And I got darker! :D I definitely wna go tanning some time soon again! :D With the clique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane Gan, you take care in bangkok :D Melissa loves you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115029731398705839?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115029731398705839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115029731398705839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115029731398705839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115029731398705839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/beach-was-awesome-with-clique.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115012132502102395</id><published>2006-06-12T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T22:08:45.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHANE GAN MESSAGED ME ALL THE WAY FROM BANGKOK! He sounds like he's having a blast :D&lt;br /&gt;The message goes:&lt;br /&gt;Hello lil elephant with wings! I'll be back home tomorrow by 5.30! And I boughtt something! So anyway, don't reply okay? I'll hear from you soon! I love you, take care:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so cute rightttt :D :D :D He bought me something! He messaged me! (Jumps around!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love you Yun Xing! Remember I said we should go home and then I saw surf babe and wanted to go in! You didn't mind! :D :D :D I love you! I love you too Jacq and Evan, you girlys are greattt pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jy, you're so mean. ): You almost got me crying. You know you would never want me crying. Just remember Nepal (Winks) You go search your bored and boring soul for something to do la huh, :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115012132502102395?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115012132502102395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115012132502102395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115012132502102395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115012132502102395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/shane-gan-messaged-me-all-way-from.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115011041014407086</id><published>2006-06-12T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:06:50.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That you don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;Don't wonder no more&lt;br /&gt;What I think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's loving that you want&lt;br /&gt;then you should make me your girl, your girl&lt;br /&gt;If it's loving that you need&lt;br /&gt;baby come and share my world, share my world&lt;br /&gt;If it's loving that you want&lt;br /&gt;come and take a walk with me, walk with me&lt;br /&gt;'Coz everything that you need&lt;br /&gt;I got it right here baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's obvious you need a friend to come hold you down&lt;br /&gt;Be that one you share your everything when no one's around&lt;br /&gt;Baby come tell me your secrets and tell me all your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Coz I can see you need someone to trust&lt;br /&gt;You can trust in me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So just call me whenever your lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your friend, I can be your homie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's been so long I've had this feeling&lt;br /&gt;That we could be&lt;br /&gt;Everything we've ever wanted baby&lt;br /&gt;Your fantasy&lt;br /&gt;I won't push you hard to break your heart&lt;br /&gt;'Coz my love's sincere&lt;br /&gt;I'm not like any other girl you know&lt;br /&gt;So let me erase your fears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So just call me whenever your lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di di di di di-da di di di-da di-dey&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your friend, I can be your homie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's loving that you want&lt;br /&gt;then you should make me your girl, your girl&lt;br /&gt;If it's loving that you need&lt;br /&gt;then baby come and share my world, share my world&lt;br /&gt;If it's loving that you want&lt;br /&gt;come and take a walk with me, walk with me baby&lt;br /&gt;'Coz everything that you need&lt;br /&gt;I got it right here baby, baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That you don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;Don't wonder no more&lt;br /&gt;What I think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think about you boh-oy&lt;br /&gt;I got what you need so come share my world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song by Rihanna :D And I'm bored, and missing Gan Jian Jie Shane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115011041014407086?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115011041014407086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=115011041014407086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115011041014407086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/115011041014407086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-wanna-let-you-know-that-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-115003536101396611</id><published>2006-06-11T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:16:01.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I so freakin' miss Shane Gan. ): ): ): Hurry get your arse back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-115003536101396611?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/115003536101396611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/V255376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/V255376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, check out this bikini! I SO WANT IT. THE CLIQUE GUYS, YOU ALL STILL OWE ME MY BIRTHDAY PRESENT. AND IAN, DON'T ACT BLUR. Hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114999914507108340?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114999914507108340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114999914507108340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114999914507108340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114999914507108340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-yeah-check-out-this-bikini-i-so.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114999797655227890</id><published>2006-06-11T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T12:04:57.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, Steve McPherson came to Faith Methodist! :D He's the writer of Jesus, Lover of my soul :D&lt;br /&gt;He kept on smiling at me while singing, or at least I insist so. His voice is so nice okay! I can't for Shane Gan to come back. ): ): ): I'm missing the hell outta him. And it's pointless for me to sms his phone. ): And then, I can't wait for wednesday, we're gonna take the nicest shots! :D Oh yeah, Shane Gan! You better not come back empty handed okay! Anyway, this is damn damn damn random, but I've come to realised I'm quite a bully to you Shane Gan, sorrrrrrrry ): No more bullying you for me. I never had the intention to anyway. Just, don't know. We're just both very insensitive to each other's feelings. Oh well, come back safely, and I'l be happy. Love you fat pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'l be sending you off on Thursday right, can't wait fatty. I love you okay :D And oh yeah, when we're at the airport and you're going in, I'm gonna kiss you and hug you ever so tightly. :D I don't care who'l be there looking. :D Cos it's between the two of us only. Once again, I can't wait for you to come back. :D Love you :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to attach a picture of us each when we were todlers. :D If you don't wna leave my blog, you can just &lt;em&gt;right-click&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;open in a new window&lt;/em&gt;. It's easier. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/DSC00096.jpg"&gt;Shane &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/IMG_1845.jpg"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114999797655227890?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114999797655227890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114999797655227890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114999797655227890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114999797655227890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/today-steve-mcpherson-came-to-faith.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114998747225200917</id><published>2006-06-11T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T19:27:11.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 PEOPLE.....!!&lt;br /&gt;Can you name 13 people you can think&lt;br /&gt;of right off the top of your head? Anyone you're&lt;br /&gt;thinking of, in no order. Don't read the questions&lt;br /&gt;underneath until you write the names of all 13&lt;br /&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely NO cheating and switching positions on&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;list,either! READY, START!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shane&lt;br /&gt;2. Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;3. Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;4. Norman&lt;br /&gt;5. Ian&lt;br /&gt;6. Fenny&lt;br /&gt;7. Cedric&lt;br /&gt;8. Joshua Kong&lt;br /&gt;9. Aaron&lt;br /&gt;10. KO&lt;br /&gt;11. Jy&lt;br /&gt;12. Winner&lt;br /&gt;13. Shann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 2&lt;br /&gt;In Primary 1! &lt;strong&gt;During that time&lt;/strong&gt;, I found her very cute! Cos she was really smalllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you NEVER met 6:&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things man, like lala and tada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 2 and 9 dated:&lt;br /&gt;I'l be happy for them. :D :D HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA oops, sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did you ever like 8:&lt;br /&gt;Nahhhh, not that kinda like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 1 and 5 be a good couple:&lt;br /&gt;OMG NO, DONT TOUCH MY SHANE GANNNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Is number 11 gay/lesbian:&lt;br /&gt;Er, ew ? Hahahaha, he's in &lt;3 with Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would you tell secrets to 5:&lt;br /&gt;He knows quite a fair bit of things. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is your first memory of 2:&lt;br /&gt;CUTE GIRLLLL BLACCCK GIRLLLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know any of 1's family members:&lt;br /&gt;YES! Know them all! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's 10's favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;I've never really thought bout it Hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What would you do if 9 confessed he/she liked&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know! But I've always teased him bout it! Right Aaron! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What language does 3 speak:&lt;br /&gt;All she says is "Huh ? Er, can you repeat ?" and when you repeat, she goes "Orh, okay" and nods her head. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is 9 going out with:&lt;br /&gt;He's going out with the clique and I on wednesday, to the Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What grade is 12 in:&lt;br /&gt;Secondary 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.when did you last see 7:&lt;br /&gt;When school closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is 5's favorite band:&lt;br /&gt;Many many! He likes oldies, christian songs and al of a sudden, jay chou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you ever date 1:&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Is 1 hot:&lt;br /&gt;Hot, cute, funny, aiya, everything I've always wanted in a guy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is 12 single:&lt;br /&gt;Winner ? Tsk tsk, she's into insects :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever want to be in a serious&lt;br /&gt;relationship with 1:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, forever and forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where does 8 go to school:&lt;br /&gt;Fairfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What's 4's best physical feature:&lt;br /&gt;Er, cover his face, he looks allll good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are number 7 &amp;amp; 8 best friends:&lt;br /&gt;Pretty close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is 8 a girl or boy:&lt;br /&gt;BOY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Who is 5 in love with:&lt;br /&gt;ME la, everyone loves melissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What is your last memory of 7:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, just know that he did a super funny chicken dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Have you ever hooked up with 4:&lt;br /&gt;No, she's a girl please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the funniest memory of 8:&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is your relationship with 6:&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How old is 13:&lt;br /&gt;16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How close are you with 1:&lt;br /&gt;You don't wna know :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Would you sleep with 12:&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What is your favorite memory with 3:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahah, ON THE PHONE AND IN SCHOOL AND OUT WITH HERRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Who's 11 best friends with:&lt;br /&gt;Someone in the clique, maybe norman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What's your favorite thing about 2 :&lt;br /&gt;ALL THINGSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Was just bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114998747225200917?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114998747225200917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114998747225200917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114998747225200917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114998747225200917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/13-people.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114990736992913614</id><published>2006-06-10T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T10:43:43.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shane's gone to Phuket ): I'm very sad. ): Tiffany! Cheryl! You two have to take care of me already ah! :D Can't wait for our beach outing :D :D Finally a clique outing in years! Yay! I love the beach know. Am gonna tann :D Best part is, Shane will be there! Then we can lala on the sand! :D Alright, got captain's ball later, CAN'T WAIT :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114990736992913614?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114990736992913614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114990736992913614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114990736992913614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114990736992913614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/shanes-gone-to-phuket-im-very-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114958973730050972</id><published>2006-06-06T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T18:34:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since everyone's spamming on the quizes, I AM TOO HAHAHAH, I think they're quite true. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Smokin' Hot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/hot.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a terrible flirt, a sharp dresser, and a party animal.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you're totally sizzling too. And for you, being hot just comes naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/"&gt;Are You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Sweet Talker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/sweet-talker.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction technique can be summed up with "charm"&lt;br /&gt;You know that if you have the chance to talk to someone...&lt;br /&gt;Well, you won't be talking for long! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're great at telling potential lovers what they want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;Partially, because you're a great reflective listener and good at complementing.&lt;br /&gt;The other part of your formula? Focusing your conversation completely on the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your "sweet talking" ways have taken you far in romance - and in life.&lt;br /&gt;You can finess your way through any difficult situation, with a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;Speeding tickets, job interviews... bring it on! You truly live a *charmed life*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 80% Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/vain-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little vain, but you also work hard for your good looks.&lt;br /&gt;Just remember, everyone knows you are a total hottie. You don't have to remind them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/"&gt;How Vain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! :D AGREEEED HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. I like what this saysss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Super Flirt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/super-flirt.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to flirt, so much so that it gets you in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;In almost any situation, you find yourself flirting - even when it's inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to embrace all flirting styles too.. from coy to sexy to playful to serious.&lt;br /&gt;And if someone flirts back, you'll crank it up even more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofflirtareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Flirt Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is so bullshite la pleaseeee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Chocolate Chip Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/chocolate-chip.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are kind, popular, and generous.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be successful at anything you try.&lt;br /&gt;A social butterfly, you are great at entertaining a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with strawberry ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gna make Shane take this too! :D Just like Tiff and Norman! Hahahahahaha! :D And I hate Chocolate Chip Ice Cream please. Ew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Lucky Underwear is Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourluckyunderwearquiz/purple.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamy and idealistic, you envision great things for your life. Your lucky purple underwear can make those dreams come true!&lt;br /&gt;You're a busy little butterfly. You have the most projects, interests, and friends of anyone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a flair for the dramatic. Sometimes too much drama comes in to your life and brings things to a stop.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to focus more, and flutter less, put on your purple underpants. They'll help you get the important things done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourluckyunderwearquiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Lucky Underwear?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tsk, I was just bored okay neh-nehs, :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Tiffany and Cheryl! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114958973730050972?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114958973730050972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114958973730050972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114958973730050972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114958973730050972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/since-everyones-spamming-on-quizes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114958632107096467</id><published>2006-06-06T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T17:32:01.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from cheryl's blog, oh my goodness, I just sat there laughing like shite man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had some english thingy, so miss hia was teaching us english, going through some compre in the primary school humans room or smt la. then suddenly, dunno why change to chinese, and miss hia was teaching higher chinese, then i was at the wrong place so i ran out. before that, miss seet was dunno doing wad shit walking around. miss hia was using her phone to help us or smt, so she had to hide, so i use the book to help miss hia cover! wahaha, then miss seet say "cheryl very funny, she dunno she cannot look at answers izzit. hahaha" haha anws, i continue. so i ran to the audi, ok actually i dun quite know wads going on. then i was at the audi, looking around for ppl i know, but the sun was ultraly bright, i couldnt see anything. then after awhile i spot-ted tiffany! haha so i went there, then aaron was sitting beside her. yaa, so i sat beside tiffany. then she was like going to cry! so i ask her wad happen. haha her story goes like, she went sentosa with natalie, and she didnt go with stephanie or smt. haha! then after that we were like on the bus talking. she was telling me wad happened. cause stephanie ask her first, then its some overnight party, then if cannot go can take mc or wadeva la, then the mother will pay. but she went sentosa with natalie instead. then i ask her how stephanie knows, then she damm funny. she come and ask me to think. she say she went dover with aaron this morning secretly, so i think think think, ohh stephanie saw her at dover! then she yaa. &lt;strong&gt;then we suddenly outside audi, theres some round metal circle table with three chairs, then tiff me and mel were sitting there. tiff were still feeling bad, mel and i were just stoning. then beside our table theres this ppl who councils ppl. then mel dunno why suddenly go sit down there! then tiff and me hurry shout "MEL WHY YOU SIT DOWN THERE HURRY UP RUN!" cause the person was sweeping the leaves. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then mel gives her usual shock face with a huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and ran! hahaa then the person aim us so me and tiffany ran but we were behind her. then we "mel hurry up ok!" then i brought tiffany to hide. after which, we laugh laugh laugh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114958632107096467?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114958632107096467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114958632107096467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114958632107096467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114958632107096467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/got-this-from-cheryls-blog-oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114939345513700916</id><published>2006-06-04T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T11:58:45.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/shaneshane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/shaneshane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DAYS ARE BETTER BECAUSE OF&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/IMG_0799e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. FATTY GAN! YOU'RE SO CUTE. I love you fatty.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for staying up till 3 with me just to make me smile, which I did, many many times. I wanna tell you I love you okay. [: You're sooooooo cute fatty! Hahahah, oh yeah! I wanna tell everybody a secret! Shane Gan has super smooth skin! So everyone! Pray for me alright! Got training/trials tomorrow. Just pray I won't screw up! Especially cos I haven't been that much healthy! And my stamina sucks shite. So yes, prayers please people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Shane Gan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114939345513700916?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114939345513700916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114939345513700916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114939345513700916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114939345513700916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-days-are-better-because-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114931659906830192</id><published>2006-06-03T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T14:36:39.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm fuckin' pissed. My father just came back and he was like "what ? you're going out again?! you just went out last night" I told him "SHUT UP. JUST SHUT UP"&lt;br /&gt;Look, I've been working hard all the week, I deserve to go out today okay. I'm sick and tired. Yes, I'm literally sick. I just wanna go out, enjoy my weekend. Mind you, I'm having tuition after church on Sunday alright asswipe. When I want peace and some silence, you jolly well fuckin' shut up. I'm really tired and I just wanna go out and unwind. Yeah, all I ask for is joy. And my boyfriend has to get angry over some thing and my ______ has to throw my cable away, my father has to stomp on my joy. My mother ? Well, she's alright, she's bringing me out. I'm fuckin' tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all these people who irritate me, you ought to do something to change my impression of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114931659906830192?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114931659906830192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114931659906830192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114931659906830192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114931659906830192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-fuckin-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114931155361808485</id><published>2006-06-03T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T13:55:22.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm bored&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; flared up at me for something that was not within my control. Well, going out soooon :] With my mother. So anyway, I'm really bored. I think I'm gonna get my dress from Zara today. I haven't gotten a message since last night, like before I went to sleep. So anyway, so much for a short post, I'm going for a long angsty one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKIN' BITCH, FUCKIN' BITCH, FUCKIN' BITCH. WHAT A FUCKIN' BITCH YOU KNOW. FIRST YOU FUCKIN' MADE ME TRANSFER MONEY TO OTHER PEOPLE, WITH MY OWN MONEY. I NEVER SAY ANYTHING, JUST TRANSFER. THEN NOW, FUCK YOU KNOW. YOU OWE ME SO MUCH MONEY BITCH. AND THEN, YOU SO SMARTLY WENT TO FUCKIN' THROW AWAY MY MOTOROLA USB CABLE WIRE. YOU FUCKER. I'M SO ANGRY. I'VE BEEN SO NICE BUT YOU'VE BEEN DOING NOTHING BUT PUSHING ME AROUND. I STILL HAVENT SAID A WORD. I'M CONTROLLING ALL WITHIN. AND YOU ACT SO NICE AND PUT ON THAT NICE VOICE WHEN YOU WANT SOMETHING. YOU'VE GOT A FUCKIN' ULTERIOR MOTIVE BITCH. I'M NOT AT ALL SURPRISE. AND I'VE NOT BEEN SAYING ALL THESE FOR A FUCKIN' LONG TIME COS YOU'RE MY ______. YEAH, SO MUCH FOR THAT. I FUCKIN' HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHANE GAN, IF YOU THINK YOU WANNA BE PETTY AND NOT TALK TO ME, FINE BY ME. DONT COME RUNNING AFTER ME APOLOGISING. LOOK, YOU DONT CONTROL WHO I TALK TO. YOU TALK TO &lt;em&gt;HER&lt;/em&gt; TOO OKAY. IT'S EVEN. YOU ARE ACTING LIKE YOU ARE JUST LIKE ONE OF THEM. YOU THINK I'L ALWAYS KEEP SAYING SORRY WHEN YOU WANT ME TO ? NOT ANYMORE. YEAH, AFTER ONE YEAR THREE MONTHS. ALMOST MISTER GAN, ALMOST TWO DAYS AWAY FROM OUR ONE YEAR AND FOURTH MONTH, YOU COME GIVE ME THIS FUCK, YES, IT'S CALLED FUCK. AND YOU DONT TRUST ME. AND YOU KNOW WHAT ? MY FRIENDS THINK TRUST IS FUCKIN' IMPORTANT IN A RELATIONSHIP.&lt;br /&gt;Right Tiffany and Cheryl ? You girlys of mine think so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE HAD ENOUGH. I'M GONNA EXPLODE SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went really giddy and fainty yesterday during Amath. Fairfield is so bloody stuffy. I almost fainted due to lack of oxygen. And Miss Ong, she bloody didn't believe. I should have vomitted at her face. She kept scolding me. I tell you, Miss Ong went to start only at 12.50pm. OUR LESSON WAS SUPPOSED TO START AT 12.30. And she come and be late and whatever. Had Emath tuition later with missus kan yesterday. I was dizzy and all. I walked in and she was like "AIYO! MELISSA! You're so pale know! You wanna go home not!" I said I'l stay and press on. Cos I knew that if I cancelled tuition, I cannot go out after. And I told her bout fairfield being stuffy, and Miss Ong being such an irritant, I've been sick these few days, with damn bad cough, (you should know this shane gan,) flu/runny nose, migraines and the giddy spells. And no one's been showing mercy on me. Shane says he wants to bring me to a doctor, but I keep delaying. Yeah, I'l probably wait till I faint and land up in a hospital. I wanna be in Mount Elizabeth. Then I can go smuggle out of the hospital whenever I wanna shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so many things to settle. Dsa, tuitions, maybe training soon. I'l burst, plus chop plus gurantee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114931155361808485?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114931155361808485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114931155361808485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114931155361808485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114931155361808485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-bored-and-you-flared-up-at-me-for.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114917350977326054</id><published>2006-06-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:51:49.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shane and I were practically gonna doze off over the phone, I was super random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay! Use the words "school, Melissa, Shane, yellow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; (gives that cute laughter) Okay. Er, I feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Must be less than four sentences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Two can not ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay. One day, &lt;em&gt;Melissa&lt;/em&gt; was in &lt;em&gt;school&lt;/em&gt;, wearing her &lt;em&gt;yellow&lt;/em&gt; uniform. Shane was also in school and went over to her school to give her a biggg huggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was having that &lt;em&gt;Yay! I'm so happy with my story&lt;/em&gt; voice! He's so cute please! :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114917350977326054?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114917350977326054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114917350977326054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114917350977326054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114917350977326054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/06/shane-and-i-were-practically-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114871134310625924</id><published>2006-05-27T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T14:29:03.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had intensive chinese tuition. Hahahah, pretty fruitful la. :D&lt;br /&gt;Yang Bu Jiao, Fu zhi guo&lt;br /&gt;Jiao bu yan, Shi zhi duo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D I'm so proud of it. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114871134310625924?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114871134310625924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114871134310625924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114871134310625924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114871134310625924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-had-intensive-chinese-tuition.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114856368141211114</id><published>2006-05-25T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:30:30.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shane Gan is so cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh, anyway, Taylor won. But katherine is very pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Yea I knew that today in school. &lt;em&gt;I think you're prettier&lt;/em&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; (: thanks fatty! I feel like telling my mommy you said that! You're so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I wanna get&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gojane.com/16359.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! Someone please give me money! :D Please please please please please please please please get&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gojane.com/16359.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for me! They're so hot and CUTE! Like&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c190/bananafudgecake/IMG_0799e.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my man&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I suggest you right click and open in new window. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114856368141211114?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114856368141211114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114856368141211114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114856368141211114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114856368141211114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/05/shane-gan-is-so-cute-d-melissa-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114853227257621337</id><published>2006-05-25T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T12:44:32.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm home, it's boring. I wanna study for chinese, but helll, can't study la. I think I wna go to Tammie and Debbie's place later to study, whatever it is, I CAN'T STUDY AT HOME MAN. The comp's good. Too good already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Shane Gan. I can't wait for Monday to be over. I'll either change and go out, or go to mak's house for MAH JONG. Shane Gan, I wanna play mah jong with you soon. Cos I know you'd let me win. :D After all, what's mine is yours. Oh yeah, watched Over the Hedge with Mister Gan the other day, tuesday. :D It's cute, but not as cute as Shane Gan. Yeah, now you know how cute Shane Gan is, that lil loverboy of mine. :D Wheeeeee. Love him so much. Seeing him tomorrow again. Have to mug for Chinese at his place. Shane Gan's nice to hug. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114853227257621337?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114853227257621337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114853227257621337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114853227257621337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114853227257621337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-home-its-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114845608704523434</id><published>2006-05-24T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:38:11.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WENT OUT WITH MISTER SHANE GAN YESTERDAY! :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY! So we went to Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf again! :D My pure chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person:&lt;/strong&gt; Could I have your first name or initials ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Gan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Person looks blur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Gan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Whoa, so fast using Gan already ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; No la, I was saying for you okay! Why ? You don't like me using your surname ? You don't want me to ever have it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; No la, no la, I want to marry you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so cute right! He read my blog and he went "Now you make me sound so, (pauses) weird, in your blog!" HE'S SO CUTE, I'VE GOT A PICTURE OF HIM WITH ME PINCHING HIS CHEEKS! SO CUUUUTEE! :D And he loves to take pics of me :D All the ugly pics, he's got them. Don't you ever blackmail me with them okay fatty! (: I love you to bits! He's superr cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BABY! YOU'RE SUPER CUTE OKAY :D okay, I'm gonna eat my FMSS tiramisu now. Yum Yum, I'l be at Shane's place on Friday! YAY! Studying Chinese, that boy doesn't want to, and the more he doesn't want to, the more I'm gonna make him do so. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114845608704523434?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114845608704523434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114845608704523434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114845608704523434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114845608704523434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-went-out-with-mister-shane-gan.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114822458104072853</id><published>2006-05-21T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:20:13.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright! The Gold Papillo's I wanted are out of stock, therefore, I've narrowed down to&lt;em&gt; four&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;a href="http://www.tobiasmayer.com/birk_single_sales.php?I_ID=5917"&gt;Oder Powerflower Cream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;a href="http://www.tobiasmayer.com/birk_single.php?I_ID=1002043"&gt;Oder Flower Stitch Sunlight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.tobiasmayer.com/birk_single.php?I_ID=1000366"&gt;Gizeh Poppy Seed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;a href="http://www.tobiasmayer.com/birk_single.php?I_ID=1002061"&gt;Tabora Metropolitan Orange&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like 1) &lt;a href="http://www.tobiasmayer.com/birk_single_sales.php?I_ID=5917"&gt;Oder Powerflower Cream&lt;/a&gt; the most, followed by 2) &lt;a href="http://www.tobiasmayer.com/birk_single.php?I_ID=1002043"&gt;Oder Flower Stitch Sunlight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;a href="http://www.tobiasmayer.com/birk_single.php?I_ID=1000366"&gt;Gizeh Poppy Seed&lt;/a&gt; then 4) &lt;a href="http://www.tobiasmayer.com/birk_single.php?I_ID=1002061"&gt;Tabora Metropolitan Orange&lt;/a&gt;. :D 2) and 3) are tied. So help me out okay!&lt;br /&gt;I went to the shop at wheelock to check the cuttings out, I like the Oder very very very much! :D However, my gizeh's precious too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114822458104072853?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114822458104072853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114822458104072853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114822458104072853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114822458104072853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/05/alright-gold-papillos-i-wanted-are-out.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114822208703828205</id><published>2006-05-21T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:45:35.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; (gives that cute I-don't-know-if-I-should-say-that smile) &lt;strong&gt;Will you marry me, in future ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane: &lt;/strong&gt;You're just making me ask again! I asked &lt;strong&gt;"Will you marry me next time?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; HELL YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Woohoo! (jumps around, wiggles and squiggles around!) Yay:) Haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm still very happy. He's superr cute right! He's so small boy, so cute, (hugs you fatty!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114822208703828205?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114822208703828205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114822208703828205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114822208703828205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114822208703828205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/05/d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114813724882340343</id><published>2006-05-20T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:00:48.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Shane and I were at The Coffee Bean &amp; Tea Leaf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; One Kid's Pure Chocolate please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Person:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, could I have your name or initials please ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, Gan, G-A-N&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; You always say Gan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Why ? You were expecting me to say Tan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; No la, (jokingly) I would say Gan myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later while waiting to collect drink,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; So would you say Tan or Gan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I'l say Tan for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; And in future Missus Gan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; Why ? I'm not even married to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; (gives that cute I-don't-know-if-I-should-say-that smile) Will you marry me, in future ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; In future than talk la :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then he messaged me after he sent me home,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; So anyway, you still haven't answered my question I asked at coffee bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; What's your question ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're just making me ask again! I asked "Will you marry me next time?"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melissa:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HELL YEAH!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shane:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woohoo! (jumps around, wiggles and squiggles around!) Yay:) Haha :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shane's really cute right ? Told you so! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114813724882340343?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114813724882340343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114813724882340343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114813724882340343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114813724882340343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/05/shane-and-i-were-at-coffee-bean-tea.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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-10715417.post-114795431175859395</id><published>2006-05-18T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T20:11:51.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yay! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hwa Chong&lt;/span&gt; won Ac today!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I heard &lt;em&gt;Saints&lt;/em&gt; won Rj in rugby yesterday ? Hahahaha, &lt;em&gt;Saints&lt;/em&gt; is so rich this year huh! Can afford to not only hire coaches, poach players, but also bribe referees huh! Hahahahahaha, &lt;em&gt;Saints&lt;/em&gt;'re on a winning streak, but dirty winning streak! Tsk tsk, fancy winning by penalties given by the ref.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian Gan once said the ref can really decide the winner of the game you know! Tsk, disgusting, OH, and I heard the referee this time's different from the b'div finals, where, the &lt;em&gt;Saints&lt;/em&gt; won, dirtily I'll add. :D COME ON &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SAINTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you don't have to resort to such underhand means knowww. So much for the way you people address yourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10715417-114795431175859395?l=hookedpinkies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/feeds/114795431175859395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10715417&amp;postID=114795431175859395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114795431175859395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10715417/posts/default/114795431175859395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hookedpinkies.blogspot.com/2006/05/yay-hwa-chong-won-ac-today-so-anyway-i.html' title=''/><author><name>melissa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12934696560889924729</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>
