<?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-6077038751086205936</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:19:56.868+08:00</updated><category term='I&apos;&apos;m tired.'/><category term='I&apos;m tired ..'/><category term='Tired.'/><category term='Tiring but happy.'/><category term='Pekceh day.'/><category term='No longer myself.'/><category term='Maybe we&apos;re just not meant to be.'/><category term='Four more days.'/><category term='I&apos;m waiting for you t comeback.'/><category term='Sist'/><category term='I&apos;ll cheer up. (:'/><category term='i&apos;m strong.'/><title type='text'>itsnotlike-this.blogspot</title><subtitle type='html'>Fel's journal.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>411</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2728788727743401552</id><published>2010-11-19T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T00:06:49.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You ran around my heart and left scars.</title><content type='html'>Hit the town today with baby @Junxuan today. Shopped for clothes for our form teacher's wedding. Oh it's like so last minute, the wedding is on the 20th and I only got my clothes like two days before. Anyway, we were invited at the start but halfway, sort of not enough space for us. And suddenly he invited 20 of us, all these changes were made just three days before the wedding. How last minute! Ok luckily I got my dress today. And I'm kind of unlucky to have my atm card retained by the atm. Unlucky maximum. Daddy's kicking a fuss because it'll be a hassle to get the card back. But anyway I'm gonna get my card back tomorrow and probably hitting the town again with baby @Junxuan to search for heels, accessories to go with and etc etc. It's kind of hard looking for a clutch for the wedding dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh t-r-o-u-b-l-e-s-o-m-e. Anyway I got my envelopes and stamps already. Able to mail the letters out to bbyz! Guess he's impatiently waiting for my letter already. Meeting Daddy and Mummy at Amk tomorrow to settle the retained atm card problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buaizx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2728788727743401552?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2728788727743401552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2728788727743401552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2728788727743401552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2728788727743401552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-ran-around-my-heart-and-left-scars.html' title='You ran around my heart and left scars.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6317575714833424357</id><published>2010-11-13T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T22:56:48.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This wasn't what I wanted.</title><content type='html'>Hi. As promised I'll be back. It had been very tiring for me to survive over these few days. Got to wake up early to keep an eye on the workers whether they had been doing their job until Daddy comes back. And my house is super dusty due to the construction. Like finally, it's almost done. My floor tiles are back and we need not walk around with our slippers anymore! But got to do a super cleaning up these few days, argh. Otherwise we've got to make friends and sleep with dust everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, got to stock up my envelopes and stamps soon, I'm running outta them. Please let me start work soon, so deprived of cash for so long already. I need to fill my wardrobe with new clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update another time bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6317575714833424357?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6317575714833424357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6317575714833424357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6317575714833424357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6317575714833424357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-wasnt-what-i-wanted.html' title='This wasn&apos;t what I wanted.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-9055508278534261018</id><published>2010-11-07T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:47:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the reason is you.</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time since I updated this space of mine.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm seriously not in the mood to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise to be back soon, real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8794962674556941126</id><published>2010-08-17T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:59:26.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All my scars are open.</title><content type='html'>I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8794962674556941126?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8794962674556941126/comments/default' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8008466998381877815</id><published>2010-08-16T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T22:38:36.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody would have expected</title><content type='html'>I've been putting in tremendous effort to move on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;What to do, I'm already used to having you by my side. I'd always relied on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily... I've my love, @Junxuan with me. &lt;br /&gt;My days will never have frowns when I'm with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I miss you. I hope to hear you tomorrow, darling. Luv.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8008466998381877815?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8008466998381877815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=8008466998381877815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8008466998381877815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8008466998381877815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/08/nobody-would-have-expected.html' title='Nobody would have expected'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-5132098596036208079</id><published>2010-08-12T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:51:13.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss everything 'bout you</title><content type='html'>Seem to be moving on but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to move on without your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna K tomorrow with Junxuan most probably. (Insert hearts)&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully won't back out 'coz lack of cash.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it became a habit whereby I feel like going to K whenever I'm feeling moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-5132098596036208079?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5132098596036208079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=5132098596036208079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5132098596036208079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5132098596036208079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-everything-bout-you.html' title='I miss everything &apos;bout you'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7384041106250164454</id><published>2010-08-05T12:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:18:27.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will always be the one.</title><content type='html'>On hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preliminary examinations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7384041106250164454?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7384041106250164454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7384041106250164454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7384041106250164454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7384041106250164454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-will-always-be-one_05.html' title='You will always be the one.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7069736987330689448</id><published>2010-08-05T12:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T12:18:26.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You will always be the one.</title><content type='html'>On hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preliminary examinations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7069736987330689448?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7069736987330689448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7069736987330689448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7069736987330689448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7069736987330689448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-will-always-be-one.html' title='You will always be the one.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6654870154891860037</id><published>2010-07-21T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T23:03:52.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your love is a drug.</title><content type='html'>So many things yet to be done up.&lt;br /&gt;So many problems/conflicts/quarrels occuring one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much tears. So much lies. So much disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked a 'lil about what we intend to do for the few years down the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it really got me reflecting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do? I can't do anything. I'm helpless.&amp;nbsp;Enduring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that it's a lie, I still don't choose to expose you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6654870154891860037?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6654870154891860037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6654870154891860037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6654870154891860037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6654870154891860037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/07/your-love-is-drug.html' title='Your love is a drug.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1229642136693457344</id><published>2010-07-16T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T23:52:05.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved you with all my might;</title><content type='html'>Recently I had been consistently listening to some songs.&lt;br /&gt;Some were new songs, mostly were songs that was years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaningful lyrics, use your heart to feel it. I've posted the lyrics up below.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift - You're Not Sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All this time I was wasting,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoping you would come around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been giving out chances every time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And all you do is let me down&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it's taking me this long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby but I figured you out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you're thinking we'll be fine again,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But not this time around&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the last straw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't wanna hurt anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you can tell me that you're sorry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like I did - before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no no ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking so innocent,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I might believe you if I didn't know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Could've loved you all my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you got your share of secrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm tired of being last to know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now you're asking me to listen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause it's worked each time before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;Like I did - before&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no no, ohhh&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry no no ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You had me falling for you honey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And it never would've gone away, no&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I watched all of it fade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you don't have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's nothing left to beg for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;Like I did - before&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no no ohhh&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no no ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song that I love. Had been listening to it since I was 14.&lt;br /&gt;Coming to think of it, the lyrics pretty suit the situation I'm in right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1229642136693457344?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1229642136693457344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1229642136693457344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1229642136693457344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1229642136693457344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/07/loved-you-with-all-my-might.html' title='Loved you with all my might;'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1247025202499286137</id><published>2010-07-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:54:09.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell them I was happy, in my heart it's broken;</title><content type='html'>Can't believe that I'm the fool again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1247025202499286137?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1247025202499286137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1247025202499286137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1247025202499286137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1247025202499286137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/07/tell-them-i-was-happy-in-my-heart-its.html' title='Tell them I was happy, in my heart it&apos;s broken;'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4989849143876253426</id><published>2010-07-12T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T21:48:58.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me everything's gonna be fine.</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm so fucking pissed off by a bitch. My mood's totally dampened by her. Fancy you being a wrecker and trying to break people up or trying to spoil people's relationship. But I ain't gonna let you get your way. I won't be angry over what you did, if I get upset, that would only make you succeed in your first step. I will persevere on and not let you crawl your way through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, I've got my tongue tied. I don't know how to tell you how&amp;nbsp;upset I'm feeling right now... Even if I told you, what would your reply be? 'It's gonna be fine', 'Don't think too much'? I can't control myself. Flashbacks of the bad memories, appearing in my mind. I'm gonna be insane. Insane. Insane. Real soon. Whirled up feelings, sadness, disappointment. Heavy hearted, heartbroken, heartache. But I'm glad to say, I can see my love changing slowly. However I'm not that strong to take all this, I couldn't control myself when girls are trying to get near you. I don't hope to settle things in a very immature way, and I wouldn't like to also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, (bitch), you should know yourself that you won't get to succeed. No way my boyfriend's ever gonna be yours, no way you're gonna get near him, no way you're gonna get close with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, take this. -'- Fuck you. &lt;br /&gt;Fuck you, cunt. Your mother should be so heartbroken to have a daughter like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4989849143876253426?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4989849143876253426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4989849143876253426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4989849143876253426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4989849143876253426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/07/tell-me-everythings-gonna-be-fine.html' title='Tell me everything&apos;s gonna be fine.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4848989108652972537</id><published>2010-07-09T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T20:39:44.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You do, you don't.</title><content type='html'>t's Friday again. It feels like we've just start a new week but in an blink of an eye, it's a Friday again. Right? How time flies. And the last thing I would want to think of is about how my cambridge examinations are drawing nearer and nearer. Stress to the fucking maximum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was Darling's birthday. Homed after school, anticipated to our meet-up. I didn't expect things to turn out in another way. Till like 5 in the evening darling haven't even text me. I was waiting for him to be awake so that I could head over to Cwp to get my cake and rush over to his crib. However, (...) But I still rushed over to Cwp at about 5.30pm, picked his cake up and took a taxi down to his place. Hoping that I'm able to get into his house and wake him up. (I thought he was sleeping.) Went over to his place and Yongyi was outside waiting too. I've got a very strong instinct that he might not be home. Waited for a tad outside, someone who rented the room came back home and we managed to go inside. And who knows... He's really not home. I was fucking shock, fucking. To the very fucking maximum. I didn't know what to do. I was thinking, what if he doesn't comes back home? What's gonna happen to the celebration? Kept calling and calling, call everyone I could. But just unable to know where is he. I was damn fucking furious to the fucking maximum... I dread this kind of 'surprises'. I went to his place with a very excited mood wanting to help him to celebrate his birthday, and... My mood just went low low low. Well skip all this unhappy stuffs. He came back eventually. After 12345 times of spamming of calls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated his day with him, played with cake and stuffs. Brother came to fetch me and headed back home. &lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday babyboy. Loveu ttm.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;Headed to school. I forgot what happened. I guess I met darling after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;School&amp;gt;Home to shower and get changed&amp;gt;Met Darling&amp;gt;Homed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;- School.&lt;br /&gt;- Was anticipating to meet darling, but he went mia. (Again...)&lt;br /&gt;- Waited for J Sis to be done with her cambridge oral.&lt;br /&gt;- Headed over to her place to 'breathe in some fresh air'.&lt;br /&gt;- Waited for darling to contact me still, however didn't.&lt;br /&gt;- Homed in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;- Did chores the moment I got back home. &lt;br /&gt;(Washed my school shoe, washed my undergarments, did the laundry.)&lt;br /&gt;- Am still waiting for darling to contact me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go for facial appointment tomorrow. My face's gonna turn so red again. :( After my facial I guess gonna do some shopping with Mummy. Wheeeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z257/chabborloves/35693_443726854459_567444459_581521.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ With relatives. Taken last Sunday over @ Microbrewery. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4848989108652972537?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4848989108652972537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4848989108652972537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4848989108652972537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4848989108652972537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-do-you-dont.html' title='You do, you don&apos;t.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1610440625067297405</id><published>2010-07-05T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:50:46.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm unchangeable.</title><content type='html'>Intended to upload some of my pictures but blogger is seriously being such a bitch. It took more than 20 minutes to&amp;nbsp;load for only &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; picture wtf. I've been waiting from 10pm till now, and it couldn't be uploaded. Hell. Forget it, blogger dampened my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept pretty early last night. However, I woke up from pain at around 2.30 am. My tummy was hurting so badly that I couldn't even walk. Felt so much like fainting when I was trying to walk to the kitchen to get some painkillers. The way I walk looks so much like the way I walk when I'm drunk. My tummy hurts so bad okay! My face turned so pale. Same goes for my lips. Intended to wake Daddy up but I did not as he has to work the next day. So I just tried to bear with the pain and stuffs. Took my painkiller and headed to bed. Took around 20 minutes for the pain to settle down and I can finally went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I actually woke up at nine plus in the morning. -.- What's wrong with my body. I can wake up at such an early timing when I actually slept quite late. But I lazed on the bed till 11plus and I finally got up. Watched Calling For Love Ep 8. Aftermath I went to get showered, head over to Cwp by myself, got darling's cake ordered and I went over to @Junxuan's condo. Slacked for a 'lil while, and I went to take a bus over to Darling's. Then back home at night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well gotta pick my cake up after school tomorrow. Let's hope blogger fixes this fucking uploader problem and I can get to share my photos with you. :) &lt;strong&gt;Hopefully.&lt;/strong&gt; School's tomorrow. -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lethargic lethargic lethargic lethargic. What more?! Hopefully I won't wake up in the middle of the night feeling pain in my tummy again. I'll rather jump down and die. Darling isn't replying to my texts now, which make me pretty feel like going insane again. Arghhhhh fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1610440625067297405?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1610440625067297405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1610440625067297405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1610440625067297405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1610440625067297405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-unchangeable.html' title='I&apos;m unchangeable.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4234605199097314999</id><published>2010-07-04T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T22:13:30.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me, against the world.</title><content type='html'>Woke up at around 10am in the morning, ate my breakfast and prepared. Head to Dempsey Rd, one of the restaurant over there for my relative's baby's birthday. Like way cool, they actually booked half of the restaurant, how rich. It's just a baby's 1 year old birthday and it's so grand. I wonder how will my son/daughter's birthday be celebrated in future! Gonna arrange for it to be that grand too. ^^ I feel that my children will be so blessed. :) Well... There's a lot of food down there. Ate, took pictures with my relatives and stuffs like that. Pictures are not taken using my camera as I did not bring it. It's over in my cousin's iphone. Hence I'm not able to upload any of the pictures taken today. But I'll grab it when my cousin uploads on Facebook. Enjoyed quite a fair bit. Left at around 2pm, Daddy drove relative over to Punggol as they don't have a car. Aftermath, headed to Hougang, my cuzzie's. Was so tired and I slept a 'lil. Around evening, bused back to Yishun. Met my darling and discussed about some stuffs with meimei. Awww darling already knew I'm getting a cake for him as meimei accidentally splurt out. How!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday's gonna be darling's birthday. Am planning a surprise for him. :) I wonder how he'll feel? Blessed much too! Well I'm sorry that I'm unable to upload those pictures as my lappy had been laggy nowadays. It's so laggy that I even have problems loading my Facebook page! Argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I'm so gonna take truckloads of pictures with darling tomorrow and on his brithday! Let's hope I'm able to. ^.^ Whee there isn't a need to attend school tomorrow! Youth Day! How happy. I'll always feel lethargic whenever Sunday ends and there's school the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, bye! Xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4234605199097314999?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4234605199097314999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4234605199097314999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4234605199097314999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4234605199097314999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-and-me-against-world.html' title='You and me, against the world.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7413206261928573417</id><published>2010-06-28T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T21:55:21.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is full of regrets.</title><content type='html'>Will be back to update and upload my pictures tomorrow/wed instead.&lt;br /&gt;Right now I gotta get busy with my ipod as I screwed it up. Songs went haywire. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7413206261928573417?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7413206261928573417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7413206261928573417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7413206261928573417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7413206261928573417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-full-of-regrets.html' title='Life is full of regrets.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2826568761718519554</id><published>2010-06-27T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T23:34:23.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna see how you lose control. -</title><content type='html'>Hola! I'm back home. :) Spent my two nights out and I don't know how to express how I feel. Fun, I should say? Overall I did enjoy myself. :&amp;gt; Darlingz promised to take pictures with me however we didn't. :( How sad. First night, slept early, as I'm so tired and bored. While watching Michael Jackson on Channel 5, I dozed off and went into sleep eventually. Drank a 'lil that night, however not much. Woke up around 11plus to twelve in the afternoon and watched tv. :) Till like 4pm in the afternoon, went to nap and Dion came aftermath. A 'lil conflicts occured and Darlingz was fuming mad. Drink drank drunk and I got drunk. -.- Didn't make a fool of myself though. Sat on the floor, till 12plus Darlingz and Dion went out. Called two of my sisters, J and L to chat... Sigh. Shall not mention already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things eventually gets better after we let ourselves out. :) However it was like till 5plus to 6 in the morning. Although I'm really tired, but I still waited for Darlingz to chill. It took hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept and woke up at around 2pm. Watched tv, Dion went back. Ate with Darlingz. Dion came back with his friend named Kenji, I think? Went to buy coke and green tea, and mixed with Vodka. :&amp;gt; Cabbed back home at around 9pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to miss darlingz. Awww miserable. I've got pictures, not taken with baby but of myself. Will only upload it tomorrow or the day after. School's gonna reopen tomorrow, damn sian! Most probably gonna head over to Tanglin to visit Z bro tomorrow with darlingz and uncle after I get dismissed from school. Let's pray hard that those teachers won't delay my dismissal time. :&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's 11:33 PM now, although I don't feel tired at all but I've to wake up so early tomorrow hence I've to force myself to sleep! Count sheeps? Hahaha. Have a good night everybody! :) Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2826568761718519554?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2826568761718519554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2826568761718519554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2826568761718519554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2826568761718519554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wanna-see-how-you-lose-control.html' title='I wanna see how you lose control. -'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-255236490747587736</id><published>2010-06-24T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T22:19:55.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't fight it anymore.</title><content type='html'>Hello! &lt;br /&gt;Happy to see me updating? :) Well... How's my new blogskin? Personally I think it's quite alright. :) It's so pinkish I like! However there's no song uploaded here yet, as I'm still thinking of what song to use. Well slept till like... 2 in the noon today, and went to prepare and off I went to darlingz's place. I don't know why I'm so tired today, slept all the way till like 7pm and watched tv. :) Left darlingz's crib after my show, darlingz and Dion walked me over to wait for the bus and they left. Right now I'm still waiting for darlingz's text... He's always like this. At the moment, I'm having a terrible headache. Thousands of elephants jumping in my head. Feel like banging the wall. Panadol don't seem to work for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the 25th. Seeing darlingz! How time flies. School's gonna reopen after this week. Hope I can have my Vodka tomorrow. ^^v&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Will not be updating till Sunday/Monday as I'll not be @ home. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/TCNoUkIVzCI/AAAAAAAAA44/zHejAa5YbYw/s400/IMG_1356.JPG" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-255236490747587736?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/255236490747587736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=255236490747587736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/255236490747587736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/255236490747587736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-cant-fight-it-anymore.html' title='I can&apos;t fight it anymore.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/TCNoUkIVzCI/AAAAAAAAA44/zHejAa5YbYw/s72-c/IMG_1356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7871148035794837634</id><published>2010-06-23T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:26:14.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>429th post: Taken for granted.</title><content type='html'>Hi readers. I know I've not been updating consistently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment,&lt;br /&gt;1) Looking for&amp;nbsp;a nice blogskin to get rid of this old one.&lt;br /&gt;(It's been around like... for so long. So I'm guess you guys are getting sick of this skin.)&lt;br /&gt;2) Not feeling very well. Physically, mentally and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;3) I promise I'll update a lil more often. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more, and Peanutbuttertoasts' new look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7871148035794837634?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7871148035794837634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7871148035794837634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7871148035794837634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7871148035794837634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/06/429th-post-taken-for-granted.html' title='429th post: Taken for granted.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-5473549304564018102</id><published>2010-06-18T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:05:09.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:*</title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey. It's been decades since I last updated. I've seriously got nothing to update about. Well... 2010 doesn't seem to be a good year for me. I always thought that 2009 was bad enough, now that I feel 2009 is way better than 2010. N'levels is gonna be around October, I guess. I'm beginning to give up, too. As much as I don't wanna end up in the place I don't wish to end up in, I still think I'm unable to make it. It's too tough for me. I regretted. Regretted not studying hard from the very first day of my secondary school life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, even intensive revising couldn't do much help I guess. Darling's uncontactable 'cos his phone died on him. I'm waiting for his call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-5473549304564018102?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5473549304564018102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=5473549304564018102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5473549304564018102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5473549304564018102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title=':*'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7170644848295379190</id><published>2010-04-22T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:16:11.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck.</title><content type='html'>Laoniang am feeling so damn unhappy now.&lt;br /&gt;Feel like soaking myself into a pail of ice. HOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7170644848295379190?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7170644848295379190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7170644848295379190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7170644848295379190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7170644848295379190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/04/fuck.html' title='Fuck.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8089691810213780777</id><published>2010-04-12T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:24:15.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to sleep at night is the hardest thing.-</title><content type='html'>Sigh sigh. In financial crisis recently. My birthday's coming too...&lt;br /&gt;No idea where to get money from for the barbeque food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with Jelly lomo camera in pink and holga. :(&lt;br /&gt;Money money.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8089691810213780777?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8089691810213780777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=8089691810213780777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8089691810213780777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8089691810213780777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/04/trying-to-sleep-at-night-is-hardest.html' title='Trying to sleep at night is the hardest thing.-'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2732328840182963228</id><published>2010-04-05T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:27:35.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie lie lie lie -</title><content type='html'>It has been a rather hectic week for me, mid-year exams will be after my birthday which suck big time. Well I'm gonna celebrate my birthday with my darling twin, and I'm so damn sexcited even though there's like 2/3 weeks away. ~ Sigh sigh, I'm so stressed up, couldn't cope with work in school. Perhaps ITE would be a better place for me to adapt in but of course my ideal place to end up in is polytechnic. Well... Don't wanna allah here so much, I'm lazy to too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update you guys more other day, or perhaps update more about my birthday party. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2732328840182963228?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2732328840182963228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2732328840182963228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2732328840182963228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2732328840182963228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/04/lie-lie-lie-lie.html' title='Lie lie lie lie -'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2471950808822186095</id><published>2010-03-28T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:51:22.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Insert hearts)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/S69epf_a0sI/AAAAAAAAA4o/oi6GRrtTIoo/s400/dearydiary.jpg" width="387" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2471950808822186095?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2471950808822186095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2471950808822186095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2471950808822186095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2471950808822186095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/03/insert-hearts.html' title='(Insert hearts)'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/S69epf_a0sI/AAAAAAAAA4o/oi6GRrtTIoo/s72-c/dearydiary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8434161367572072128</id><published>2010-03-23T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:59:39.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Within</title><content type='html'>It's the second day without your text,&lt;br /&gt;it's the second day since I last saw your face,&lt;br /&gt;it's the second day since I last had your embrace,&lt;br /&gt;it's the second day since I last taste your lips,&lt;br /&gt;it's the second day since I last heard your voice,&lt;br /&gt;it's the second day that I've been missing you,&lt;br /&gt;it's the second day that I've been missing you so badly,&lt;br /&gt;it's been the second day since I last slept well,&lt;br /&gt;it's been the second day since I last had a sweet dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:56 PM Felicia Bieber likes this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear Felicia, don't brood so much. Nothing will happen.&lt;br /&gt;You'll sleep well tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-o-t-h-i-n-g feels r-i-g-h-t without y-o-u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8434161367572072128?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8434161367572072128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=8434161367572072128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8434161367572072128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8434161367572072128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/03/within.html' title='Within'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-3051732430124078313</id><published>2010-03-21T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:19:51.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blissful.</title><content type='html'>Whooo hello readers once again I'm back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by so quickly, and now it has come to an end of the one week holidays. Spent my one week fully with b. How happy. Well, spent my last two days of holiday by spending my night over at b's. :) On Saturday, stayed home till 3pm and cabbed down to b's place. He's still sleeping omg. Couldn't enter his house as I've no key and so I cabbed over to Little India to meet up with Ziliang to get house key. Cabbed back b's place, spent fourty bucks just by taking cab. -.- And like finally I get to enter his house and woke him up. Went downstairs to get some snacks and drinks, and went up. Wanted to get my Haagen-Dazs Rum Raisin but then... Well unlucky! There's no more left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rested for awhile and b went out to meet up with Pornstar to get some drinks. They bought only three cans of tiger which is like so damn not enough. Waited like hai gong for b at home and he spent like an hour or so to come back... :( Thereafter, Jeremy and four other girls came, xiaotears xiaomoon xiaomars karen. But they left not soon after. Went downstairs again with them to get cig, and went to walk around. Went back b's place after that and rest. Terrance came after that and chit-chat, slack. I went to nap for awhile as they're doing some wu eh bo eh outside lol. Woke up at around.. 7am? B then came in and I continued resting. Joked around with Jeremy Pornstar Terrence till like 8plus 9am and we all fell asleep. Woke up at around 4pm when Ziliang came and chit-chat for awhile. Yongliang came after that. Jeremy Ziliang Yongliang and I were chatting inside meimei's room. Jeremy woke Bi Terrence Pornstar up after that&amp;nbsp;as he was hungry and we went downstairs to have lunch cum dinner. After that Terrence Jeremy left to look for their friends while Bi Pornstar and I went back up. Slacked for awhile, chit-chat and cabbed back home with b and pornstar. Dropped them both at 1tou and I went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm gonna keep b accompany for these few days before the 29th arrives. I'm getting so worried gosh. Most probably gonna go to the Universal Studios with him on the 25th, and gonna go catch a movie with him. He told me he wanna watch How to train your dragon and Yona yona penguin leh, haha, I wanna watch Yona yona penguin too! :) School's reopening tomorrow, and maybe meeting b after school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay gonna go enjoy my Rum Raisin nao h3h3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-3051732430124078313?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3051732430124078313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=3051732430124078313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3051732430124078313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3051732430124078313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/03/blissful.html' title='Blissful.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1148269040650123783</id><published>2010-03-17T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T17:06:18.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Want you so bad, my only wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/S6CbbBcCPMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/S05nb2YI1Nw/s1600-h/IMG_1099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/S6CbbBcCPMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/S05nb2YI1Nw/s320/IMG_1099.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to this Saturday with love. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1148269040650123783?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1148269040650123783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1148269040650123783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1148269040650123783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1148269040650123783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/03/want-you-so-bad-my-only-wish.html' title='Want you so bad, my only wish.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/S6CbbBcCPMI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/S05nb2YI1Nw/s72-c/IMG_1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-5178751779585510819</id><published>2010-03-15T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T12:27:54.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll hang on.</title><content type='html'>Enjoyed my day with you yesterday honey.&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I feel I'm falling even deeper. ;) You're so sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-5178751779585510819?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5178751779585510819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=5178751779585510819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5178751779585510819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5178751779585510819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/03/ill-hang-on.html' title='I&apos;ll hang on.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6556096642414161045</id><published>2010-03-10T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:16:14.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunger for your embrace.</title><content type='html'>Once again I'm back, like once in a while. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I don't know what should I update y'guys about, whatcha wanna know? Lol, as I don't know how should I start off with. Relationship, studies, or? Ok, relationship matters... Shan't post much over here as I wanna keep it a low profile, just on blog! Ok maybe I should just mention one thing and don't elaborate further. And that is, my love life haven't been going smoothly but I'm sure I'm able to smoothen things up! Gotta really work hard to get back those feelings. I always have motivation for this. ^^ That's all! And for studies, of course, whatever y'guys wanna know I can update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my scores for the following papers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths 16/40&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry 7 half/25&lt;br /&gt;Physics: Oops I forgotten, sorry! But I did not pass it.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese: 21/50 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite satisfied with my maths paper although I flunk it. :) As, if you know me well enough, or you've been supporting my blog since few years back, never once I get more than 10 marks. Serious! Most common digits is around 3-5 marks. Oh, there are times when I get more than 10, and that's when the paper is upon a hundred marks. [: Normally if the paper is upon 40 or 50, I would get one-digit score. And now that it's a few marks to a pass! I'll work hard. :) Well... As for chemistry and physics, I long ago expected that it would turn out this way, as I've never been interested in physics before. Physics is still okay to me. Chinese, didn't expect that I'll get a fail. Quite disappointed in myself. There's few papers which I haven't got back, and that is English, Social Studies and History. Am waiting damn impatiently for those old folks to distribute our papers back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As from today onwards, till Friday, we won't be having lessons but something called Elective Module/Learning Beyond Classroom. I chose baking initially but got put into the fucking tourism group. Tomorrow gotta go to Clarke Quay to look at Stamford Raffles, understand it's history and such. Probably giving school a miss tomorrow. Not interested at all!! It's so unfair to the whole class who's not been given their first choice. Damn buey ge yan ok. Fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm hungry cos for the whole day I just ate a 'lil. :) Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6556096642414161045?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6556096642414161045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6556096642414161045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6556096642414161045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6556096642414161045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/03/hunger-for-your-embrace.html' title='Hunger for your embrace.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6399048794084212521</id><published>2010-03-06T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T10:59:37.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left behind.</title><content type='html'>There's nothing for you to avoid from me.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, darling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6399048794084212521?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6399048794084212521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6399048794084212521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6399048794084212521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6399048794084212521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/03/left-behind.html' title='Left behind.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2317304150154021811</id><published>2010-03-04T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:05:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spell lov,e.</title><content type='html'>I guess I'm gonna update a tad 'cos this blog is seri-ou-sly rotting. Well, common tests just ended. Gonna flunk it real bad and I know it myself. :) This time round the subject that I studied the hardest for was Maths, however I still don't know how to do it during the test. Omgwtfbbq. I really hope I can at least get a pass for it, but for my standard, I'm pretty much assured that I would get a fail. LOL. Elective module is gonna begin next week, initially I chose baking but then, we were all given our second choices. Busted. Which made me feel like skipping the few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me's a sad girl now, my complexion is worsening. I'm gonna persuade momma to bring me to facial. Probably this saturday? Hopefully it'll get better as soon as possible. A month more it'll be my day! Still thinking of how I'm gonna celebrate it. :) Leave me with some suggestions if possible, over at my tagboard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2317304150154021811?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2317304150154021811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2317304150154021811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2317304150154021811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2317304150154021811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/03/spell-love.html' title='Spell lov,e.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-537600488658470257</id><published>2010-02-24T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:40:25.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-e-l-i-e-v-e.</title><content type='html'>I won't ever trust your words again. Once i'm everything to you, now i'm nothing but a fool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-537600488658470257?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/537600488658470257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=537600488658470257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/537600488658470257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/537600488658470257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/02/b-e-l-i-e-v-e.html' title='B-e-l-i-e-v-e.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8294479917928581012</id><published>2010-02-22T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:23:15.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So what if it hurts me -</title><content type='html'>I seriously know that this blog is lacking of updates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back to update you guys soon...... &lt;strong&gt;STAY TUNED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8294479917928581012?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8294479917928581012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=8294479917928581012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8294479917928581012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8294479917928581012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-what-if-it-hurts-me.html' title='So what if it hurts me -'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7458538974410139231</id><published>2010-02-16T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T06:41:08.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do our love always seem like a battlefield.</title><content type='html'>Hey, surprised that I'm here at this hour right. I did sleep, just couldn't really continue sleeping and hence woke up and get a glass of hot milo. Well... I don't have pictures for cny. I didn't really had fun too. Lots of things cropped out.. Going over to cuz's house later. Got no mood to update anymore, just a 'lil update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so pain.......... Yet who's there to be with me... &lt;strong&gt;Nobody.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7458538974410139231?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7458538974410139231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7458538974410139231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7458538974410139231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7458538974410139231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-do-our-love-always-seem-like.html' title='Why do our love always seem like a battlefield.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2799302969110417551</id><published>2010-02-11T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:18:53.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't say you'll be gone</title><content type='html'>Me myself and I know that this blog is seriously lacking of updates!&lt;br /&gt;(Couldn't think of what really happened.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I only remember that I met love on Tuesday and went shopping with twin and ant on Wednesday. It was quite fun, I could say. Didn't really buy much as compared to the previous trip. Bought only my leggings and a bag. Wanted to get a pair of heels, initially. But then couldn't find something I like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww. Mummy came into my room, like out of sudden. And slept on my bed. &lt;br /&gt;Mad funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2799302969110417551?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2799302969110417551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2799302969110417551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2799302969110417551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2799302969110417551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-say-youll-be-gone.html' title='Don&apos;t say you&apos;ll be gone'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6619773917250626686</id><published>2010-02-07T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T11:36:18.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living under your spotlight. -</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the seriously massivelllyyy lack of updates. I seriously have no time, plus even I've the time, I would replenish my sleep 'cos I'm seriously beat after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't have anything to update y'guys with, seriously 'cos my daily routine is just: School&amp;gt;Supplementary classes&amp;gt;Home. Why not y'guys just tell me what should I update y'guys with. -.- My life is just plain boring! I guess my blog is getting boring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Sunday today, hoping to see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6619773917250626686?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6619773917250626686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6619773917250626686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6619773917250626686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6619773917250626686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/02/living-under-your-spotlight.html' title='Living under your spotlight. -'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-5613066146420688035</id><published>2010-02-03T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:03:50.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: black; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Announcement:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dears, I've two puppies for sale. Chi-poo breed.&amp;nbsp;They've not reach one month yet. They're lovely, and absolutely adorable! They're so tiny that you can even hold them with your palms. If interested, do leave your email down at my tagboard and I'll mail you the pictures. Further negotiation, please leave down your number in order for me to contact you. FYI, I'll only be replying messages that concerns the puppies and not about anything else. Anyway, they have lives too so do think twice before you really purchase them from me. And I would really appreciate if you're a honest and serious buyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-5613066146420688035?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5613066146420688035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=5613066146420688035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5613066146420688035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5613066146420688035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-3217639985379013212</id><published>2010-01-31T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:26:34.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of l.o.v.e.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for the lack of updates. But I've seriously got nothing to update.&lt;br /&gt;Same routine everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be dismissed late tomorrow. Due to remedial and enrichment class.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to regret now. I should've started studying earlier.&lt;br /&gt;Than to suffer now. Lack of oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I chance upon a blogshop that have beautiful clothes few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't resist the tempt and I bought. &lt;br /&gt;Am waiting for my loots to arrive impatiently nao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-3217639985379013212?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3217639985379013212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=3217639985379013212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3217639985379013212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3217639985379013212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/lack-of-love.html' title='Lack of l.o.v.e.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-3464341830676407344</id><published>2010-01-26T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:22:56.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't go on this way, got to stop it baby.</title><content type='html'>Back to update as promised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Basically can't cope with work these few days. Or rather, it have been weeks already. Time really passes damn fast, soon it's coming to the end of January and it'll be already February. I've seriously got no time, no spare time. But I don't know how should I cope with my work either. Blame it on myself. I really regret. Don't wish to end up in ITE, however what to do. Unless I really can wake myself up and buck up. That's a 'lil difficult but I'm trying my veliiiiiiiiiii best to. :) I promise I'll try to work hard. I don't wish to see my Dad and Mum's disappointed faces. I want to see them :))))))))))))))))))))).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back POA test today, although it's a pass but I'm not satisfied 'cos it's only a just-pass. There's gonna be another test next week, and hope that I can score better. At least improve by a 'lil, it's also improve what! :) Lots of tests coming up, which made me stress like a dog. Argh, 2010 ain't gonna be a fun year. As it'll be a very crucial year for friends and I. Can't slack anymore can't slack anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm done with my rubbish. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 23rd January:&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast @ downstairs with Dad and Momma. And then went upstairs to start cleaning our flat. Actually, it's not counted as cleaning the flat la. Just some routine cleaning and wiping. Haven't start spring cleaning yet as it's still counted as early! (: Daddy packed the storeroom, while Momma packed Big brother's room. She did not pack mine as I want to pack myself next week. ^^ She'll throw things that seems useless to her, I don't like. 'Cos she tends to throw away things that are actually useful. -.- Till 2+pm in the afternoon, went to&amp;nbsp;get showered and cabbed to&amp;nbsp;Z's place and met him till 7+pm. Went back home exceptionally early 'cos my dad already arranged for us to have dinner together. However when I got back home, nobody's home. -.- Called them and they was over at my cousin's landed property, initially wanted to cab down but brother was so kind to give me a lift. :) Reached home at about 11+ pm in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 24th January:&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast with my relatives and family, over at Four Horse Road. (Direct translation, as I forgot what's the name of the place called.) Headed to the temple aftermath to pray, and then off to cousin's landed property (again). Got back home at around 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 25th January:&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics remedial after school. Suppose to have another class after remedial but skipped and cabbed back home instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 26th January:&lt;br /&gt;Over to 641 to accompany Junxuan to get her bubble tea and cabbed back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well my neck's aching now already so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-3464341830676407344?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3464341830676407344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=3464341830676407344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3464341830676407344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3464341830676407344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/cant-go-on-this-way-got-to-stop-it-baby.html' title='Can&apos;t go on this way, got to stop it baby.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-9216374905149517927</id><published>2010-01-25T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:32:46.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not even a word from you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'm really so sorry, I'm totally not in the mood to blog today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;I'm dead beat. Not happy at all too. I'm so sorry readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Shall update tomorrow, pinky promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: red;"&gt;Further and further. I hate 25ths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-9216374905149517927?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/9216374905149517927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=9216374905149517927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/9216374905149517927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/9216374905149517927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/not-even-word-from-you.html' title='Not even a word from you.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4387537779485049411</id><published>2010-01-22T15:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:20:23.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quit playing.</title><content type='html'>Hi dears! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well once again I'm back to update. No matter how lazy I am, I felt like updating today! Intended to change my blogskin however I'm too lazy to do so. Other days, perhaps? It was raining heavily today morning, headed straight to class instead of the parade square. Waited for Chua to come and open the classroom door as our monitors have yet to arrive. Entered the classroom, daze a 'lil. Started my day great with P.E. Did some exercises that made my muscles ache to the max! I bet it's gonna be worse tomorrow. Can't really stand well or bend down, not even a 'lil now. As my thigh's aching so badly. But I did have fun! After P.E. was Physics, did corrections for our class test. Didn't score well, for Paper 1 I got 10/15, Paper 2 I got 10/45. Sigh! Terrible results. I wonder how I did for my POA test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed after Physics was Mother Tongue. A pretty boring lesson and so I entertained myself by drawing some kind of lame shit stuffs with Twin. Mother Tongue lesson finally ended and recess! Ate and went to line-up. Headed back to class, English period. We were asked to do some hand-out. Laughed like mad with Junxuan! Hahaha. Ended our day with Maths lesson, the subject I'm least interested in. Getting bored of Kenneth ng too, 'cos he kept nagging me non-stop like fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back home with Houjie, and I'm at home now, blogging. Getting so bored. Wanted to meet z but he isn't replying to either my messages or calls. I'm still on his ban-list. Which means the whole world can get through his phone, only I'm unable to. I'm exhausted, very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No plans for tomorrow and Sunday. What a boring life I have. I feel like shopping but who'll be my accompany? Yet to get my new clothes for chinese new year. I wanna get lots and lots of beautiful stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, although my birthday is still years(falls on the april)&amp;nbsp;away, however I would like to plan early to avoid rushing like an ant last minute. Some advices please, how should I celebrate my birthday? It's a pretty boring thing to have plans for birthdays because it's always the same old styles. Like BBQ, chalet or sorts. So, some advices please! Open to all. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4387537779485049411?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4387537779485049411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4387537779485049411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4387537779485049411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4387537779485049411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/quit-playing.html' title='Quit playing.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-3729870872963327168</id><published>2010-01-21T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T16:08:59.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The conversation got boring.</title><content type='html'>Afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home early today. I don't know what else to blog about. Well... Time flies. The end of January is drawing nearer, another new month is coming by. Just approximately 2/3 weeks left to Chinese New Year. Talking about Chinese New Year... I haven't gotten my clothes yet! Well, didn't thought that looking for an accompany would be that hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no choice but to admit one thing. - Feelings fade damn freakingly fast. In a blink of an eye, it feels like we've become total strangers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not working hard yet. What's wrong with me. I know myself, clearly that although it's January but I've seriously got not much time left. But I'm totally not in the s-t-u-d-y mood. Especially without any help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is separating into different classes helping me? I doubt so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-3729870872963327168?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3729870872963327168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=3729870872963327168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3729870872963327168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3729870872963327168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/conversation-got-boring.html' title='The conversation got boring.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8071780135761512599</id><published>2010-01-19T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T15:30:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The more you love, the more you'll hate. -</title><content type='html'>I'm so sorry that I haven't been actively updating, but I just couldn't find the time to. Or rather, I'm just lazy too. Well... Hadn't been in a good state these few days, down with sore throat and etc 'cos of the bad weather. Daddy came over to school to fetch me after school, went over to Chong pang to see a doctor. Bought many stuffs! Aftermath headed over to another clinic and Daddy went for his appointment. While I went in to a shop(forgotten the name) and had my eyebrows trimmed. Went over to look for Daddy and we walked for a 'lil while, after that headed to Amk to fetch Mummy from work. Admiralty to buy dinner, and home! Ate my medicine after dinner, and slept at 8.30pm because of the cough syrup. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, school as usual. And cabbed back home with Houjie and Ck after school. Just done with washing clothes, and just hanged the clothes out to dry. Taboleh tahan the sun. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8071780135761512599?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8071780135761512599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=8071780135761512599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8071780135761512599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8071780135761512599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-you-love-more-youll-hate.html' title='The more you love, the more you&apos;ll hate. -'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-928972376416841277</id><published>2010-01-17T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:47:20.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tied down.</title><content type='html'>Even study I've to think of so many 'what ifs'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-928972376416841277?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/928972376416841277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=928972376416841277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/928972376416841277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/928972376416841277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/tied-down.html' title='Tied down.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2729730839282767387</id><published>2010-01-16T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T11:51:49.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My love will get you home.</title><content type='html'>Good morning everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up pretty early today, unlike during holidays I always wake up only in the afternoon. Well... Suppose to study today however I felt lazy and tired, so wanna stay @ home to rest. No motivation leh, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. I'm too lazy to do anything now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2729730839282767387?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2729730839282767387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2729730839282767387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2729730839282767387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2729730839282767387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-love-will-get-you-home.html' title='My love will get you home.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-5732783800388385894</id><published>2010-01-15T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:24:23.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving in becomes a chore.</title><content type='html'>At last I privated my blog. So if you can see it, means you're invited. If you can't see it, means you're not invited. Obviously right what I am talkingggg. Hehe. Alright, intended to get a change of blogskin however I'm too lazy to. So I guess I'll change it tomorrow or within these few days whereby I'm not lazy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Kfc after school with Pearlin, Houjie, Yanxu and Junxuan. Ate lunch and then bused back home. Suppose to meet z but he slept till quite late and I was too tired and I fell asleep too. Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around&amp;nbsp;7.30pm in the night and&amp;nbsp;watched tv, ate dinner. I'm back in my room now, brother's cliques are outside playing mahjong. Study session tomorrow, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-5732783800388385894?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5732783800388385894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=5732783800388385894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5732783800388385894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5732783800388385894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/giving-in-becomes-chore.html' title='Giving in becomes a chore.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1334142879599121278</id><published>2010-01-14T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T21:33:25.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated;</title><content type='html'>Hey dearest readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here because I'm updating you guys with one last post before I set my blog to private which is tomorrow. And to &lt;strong&gt;passerby&lt;/strong&gt;, the reason of me setting it private ain't because of you&amp;nbsp;this kind of useless bum,&amp;nbsp;don't feel so honoured. And I guess that I don't have the need to let you know what's my reason. Anyway school was great today except for the first few periods whereby I'm feeling absofuckinglutely pissed. Anyway I got over it after a tad, guess after recess. I dropped my foundation today in class and say bye bye. :( It &lt;em&gt;cui-ed&lt;/em&gt; totally like omgwtfbbqz. And I mean really &lt;em&gt;cui&lt;/em&gt; ok, didn't even clean the floor up. Hehe. Please&amp;nbsp;pardon me if you guys don't understand what &lt;em&gt;cui &lt;/em&gt;means, 'cos I can't think of the word to represent it, &lt;strong&gt;for now&lt;/strong&gt; haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was recycleton. We were the last batch to leave the school due to some matters. Left school only at about 3pm while the others already start walking out of the gates at like 2plus. Headed to Block 610, in groups of five. Junxuan, Houjie, Yanxu, Rainie Yang and I. HEHE. I seriously can't forget the phrase that Junxuan said 'cos it made me laugh till I sat on the floor lol. Shall not say what's the funny thing that she said, otherwise I think she'll kill me for sure 'cos I embarass her in my blog, haha! But it's seriously funny 'cos it's not us whom she's talking to, it was the residents! The recycleton ain't really a fruitful one, we only collected like a 'lil newspapers, as in not a few stacks. Just not much. (; Teacher bought drinks for us after we're done from with the whole block. Released earlier as the teacher doesn't wants us to wait like idiots. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially wanted to join Junxuan and co. for late lunch cum dinner, however I went to meet Z. Homed at 6pm. Watched tv and here blogging now. Gonna watch Autumn's Concerto after Together (Serial showing on Channel 8) ends. And I'm so gonna head to bed early today 'cos I'm dead beat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's a Friday! Feel like catching a movie, but... &lt;strike&gt;I suppose to feel happy on a Friday, but why am I feeling so reluctant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: One last call, please leave your email addresses over @ my tagboard if you wanna be invited. Anyway I'll be privating it only at about 7-9pm in the night, so you have plenty of time to leave your emails.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1334142879599121278?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1334142879599121278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1334142879599121278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1334142879599121278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1334142879599121278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/dedicated.html' title='Dedicated;'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4563180585965684041</id><published>2010-01-12T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:58:17.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vexed.</title><content type='html'>Hi people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to set my blog to private due to some reasons. &lt;br /&gt;I'll still not private it so soon yet, maybe after three days.&lt;br /&gt;Kindly please leave your email address over at my tagboard if you wish to be invited.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise it'll be privated after three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4563180585965684041?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4563180585965684041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4563180585965684041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4563180585965684041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4563180585965684041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/vexed.html' title='Vexed.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1540694701933261045</id><published>2010-01-10T17:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:46:34.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W.o.r.k.</title><content type='html'>Hey there guys. It's pretty rare for me to update on one fine Sunday. As if you guys know me well, I should be over at my Aunt's on every Sundays. However I'm reluctant to get up when Mummy wake me up as I wanted to catch more sleep. Woke up, surfed the net, watched Autumn's Concerto on Youtube and initially I wanted to print out some datas from seab website, however I couldn't get my printer activated and fine, forget it! Should get Daddy to teach me how to activate it and then print it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to do now, basically just watching tv and surfing the net now. Got to do up some assessments later on. Hope I'll not be lazy. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1540694701933261045?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1540694701933261045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1540694701933261045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1540694701933261045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1540694701933261045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/work.html' title='W.o.r.k.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-3269089482788534061</id><published>2010-01-09T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T21:44:31.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But I can't erase you.</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home not long ago from my trip to the marts with Daddy and Mummy. Went to SSC first, shopped at Giant, Daiso and Popular. Mummy bought her titbits at Giant, I didn't buy any. But I bought hell lots of stuffs from Popular and Daiso. Bought my assesment books, lecture pads, memo pads and stick-ons from Popular, which already costs like over $60. The total bill was $130+ however, but it was because Mummy bought her printer catridges and A4 papers. The catridge alone cost $70+ ok! Oh dear. Went to Daiso, bought a spatula and a mixer&amp;nbsp;as I'm slowly buying those equipments needed to bake. :) Bought my biscuits, my eyelashes and my brushes there too. ^^ I'm so happy today, as I bought quite a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I wanted to go to Ikea today with Mummy but I felt lazy after that, and Mummy told me Daddy is coming back to bring us to the marts. So never mind, anyway we can go to Ikea other days right. My purpose of going to Ikea was to take a look at the study tables and the cabinets. 'Cos I'm thinking of giving my room a renovate! I wanna re-paint my room too as I don't like the current colour now, it's in very light pink and I don't feel it's nice. The colour wasn't chose by me anyway, so I hope to paint my room in the colour that I want/like! Hope Daddy agrees to it. I'm intending to do so before the chinese new year, however provided Daddy has the time to be at home to guide me along and to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to 888 plaza after SSC, headed straight to the Ntuc that's available there to shop for our daily neccessities. Bought instant noodles, titbits, fruits and stuffs. Daddy bought his alchohol too which costs a bombbbbbbb. Costs $350++ in total. Gosh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought dinner and headed home, packed stuffs and ate dinner. Just came out from my bathroom not long ago from my bath. :) Gotta go pack my study table so that I can hopefully squeeze my assessment books somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss, &lt;strike&gt;you.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-3269089482788534061?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3269089482788534061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=3269089482788534061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3269089482788534061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3269089482788534061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/but-i-cant-erase-you.html' title='But I can&apos;t erase you.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6583837039717219507</id><published>2010-01-08T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:40:00.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But still, you're in my heart.</title><content type='html'>Hey readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Yesterday I went to school, it was raining heavily in the morning. I was still feeling alright except only a 'lil cold. Who knows halfway through, my body felt more and more heaty in the inside, but still feeling cold on the outside. My sore throat's killing me too! So after assembly, called Daddy and he came to fetch me all the way from Paya lebar. Waited for him over at Khatib and we went to Chong pang to see a doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He took my temperature but I do not have a fever or something, went back home, consumed my medicine and went to take a rest, after my rest Daddy took my temperature for me and I was having a fever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gave school a miss today as I'm still not feeling very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6583837039717219507?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6583837039717219507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6583837039717219507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6583837039717219507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6583837039717219507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/but-still-youre-in-my-heart.html' title='But still, you&apos;re in my heart.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2760450435621009710</id><published>2010-01-06T15:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:08:06.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Define n.u.m.b.</title><content type='html'>Hello hunks and babes. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back home early today as the weather is seri-asss-ly extremely absolutely hot to the maxxxximum. Well... My day started out pretty well. Except for the hot weather in the afternoon, it seriously makes me mad. Haven't been really starting on new topics yet, as teachers kept giving us timelines. It makes me wanna go mad too, 'cos time is seriously short. Just eight months, to prepare for N levels. Maybe for you guys, this eight months would be enough for you to revise for your secondary four work. But I've to use this eight months, to study my secondary three and four's work. How tedious. Well... I really have to start studying already. I kept telling myself this but yet things aren't done. I've been trying quite hard, not to sleep during lessons and I did it! For three consecutive days and I hope it carries on for the following eight months, hehe! Well... I've the mood to open up my secondary three maths textbook now to practice. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dismissal, went up to fourth floor and waited for Twin and Ant to be dismissed. While waiting, chatted with Peihung a tad. Till they dismiss, walked over to 641 with Twin and bought bubbletea. Wow, the weather is seriously hot. Sat at Twin's house downstairs to chat a 'lil, and soon after, I cabbed back home. The weather's so hot that I couldn't even tolerate walking to Khatib to take a direct bus home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, cleanse my face and got my uniform to the washing machine to wash. It's like for the first effing time I activate the washing machine using my own hands. ^^ I'm so proud of myself 'cos I feel that I'm so independent hehe. Washed my blouse and my skirt. Now am waiting for it to be ready and I'll go and dry them using the washing machine and not my hands. Requested Daddy to teach me how to activate the washing machine days ago haha. I guess it's ready now, 'cos I hear it beep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, shan't talk much. Am gonna dry my uniform and iron them up, probably? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s: F.u.c.k&amp;nbsp;those 4B&amp;nbsp;who despise on my class. Fuck you. -'-, understand? I've got eyes, I saw some of you commenting away in your blog. Please don't give that kind of dog expression and the eyesight of a dog to look at us. Totally seriously absofuckinglutely look like a d.o.g.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2760450435621009710?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2760450435621009710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2760450435621009710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2760450435621009710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2760450435621009710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/define-numb.html' title='Define n.u.m.b.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1451335313394758084</id><published>2010-01-05T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:59:32.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me could write a bad romance.</title><content type='html'>For now I just feel that Bad Romance is such a nice song.&lt;br /&gt;It fits into my feelings damn fucking well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll just study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUMB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1451335313394758084?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1451335313394758084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1451335313394758084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1451335313394758084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1451335313394758084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-and-me-could-write-bad-romance.html' title='You and me could write a bad romance.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6898119886522140027</id><published>2010-01-04T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:36:38.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is l.o.v.e.</title><content type='html'>Hi there readers. I'm here to just briefly update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School officially starts today, and I could say it started out pretty well but didn't enjoy as much. Woke up at 6am and tried to prepare as quickly as I could, in order to be on time for school. So I left home at 7am, hehe! It was raining cats and dogs in the morning, and I felt so cold after I came out from my shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it was raining so we all headed to the classes straight. Went into the class, saw familiar faces, except for two. Have been walking around the school like fools, heading up to the hall, to the AVA room and etc. So tiring as I slept at around 4am the last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I thought school's gonna end at 2.45pm as posted up at the school website but however, when we got our actual timetable, it's written down that school's gonna end at 1.55pm for Mondays to Thursdays and it's gonna be the same timing for Fridays. But they said it may be just temporarily for the time being before supplementary and enrichment classes starts. By then it's gonna end at approx. 3pm-3+ pm. How tedious work's gonna be, I'm wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Northpoint for lunch and cabbed back home as I was having cramps and it's really painful ttm. Could hardly walk as my legs were having cramps too. Couldn't bear the pain and quickly cabbed back home, popped painkillers and napped till 7plus pm. Daddy came back home with dinner, ate and watched tv in the living room while Daddy fix the tv console he bought from Giant. It's for my new tv in the living room as the previous one is dying out on us pretty soon. Daddy says it's not gonna be cheap if we ask the person to repair, almost enough to get a new tv, I guess. So brother bought a LCD tv. Mummy kept wanting to mount it on the wall but I suggest it wasn't really suitable 'cos it's gonna be ugly if it's mounted on the wall. Daddy and brother agreed with me too, but Mummy kept wanting to mount it as she says 'anyway its free'. Wthhhh. Taboleh tahan her. Well... And I'm back with my room blogging now, gotta go out to help Daddy to make his medicine later on. There's school tomorrow, still. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so damn miserable now, don't even have the mood to talk. So bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6898119886522140027?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6898119886522140027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6898119886522140027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6898119886522140027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6898119886522140027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-love.html' title='What is l.o.v.e.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1626920668690040464</id><published>2010-01-03T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:46:04.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice x100.</title><content type='html'>Whoo. Saw all those news released at Chung cheng website. &lt;br /&gt;Everything just goes so well according to what he wanted, right?&lt;br /&gt;Nice one, bell rings at 2.45 pm everyday... Including Friday. NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got splitted up into two classes like dogs. It was totally well split. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Nice, split until damn obvious. Not hideous at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, met up with Junxuan today and got my school bag and pencil case.&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath I took a cab back to Admiralty to get my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;Home after that to get my hair fucking dyed black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. absofuckinglutely. love. Chung Cheng. to. the. fucking. max.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1626920668690040464?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1626920668690040464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1626920668690040464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1626920668690040464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1626920668690040464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/nice-x100.html' title='Nice x100.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-284841383658730195</id><published>2010-01-02T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:34:11.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tears on my face.</title><content type='html'>Leave me alone for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-284841383658730195?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/284841383658730195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=284841383658730195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/284841383658730195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/284841383658730195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/tears-on-my-face.html' title='The tears on my face.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4531895798098120292</id><published>2010-01-01T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:16:04.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand new year, brand new start.</title><content type='html'>Like finally, after a long struggle, 2009 ended.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe 2009 is a good year for you guys, but it isn't for me.&lt;br /&gt;And finally the fucked up year has gone past. Let's welcome 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand new year, brand new start, it means that all of us should grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer the insensible kid that it hopeless anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I guess all of us will turn sensible and knowledgeable as years pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope 2010 is a good year for me, and for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;And hope everything goes smooth in your lives, be it relationships or studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a brand new year, but things are still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Hereby wish you guys a very happy new year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4531895798098120292?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4531895798098120292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4531895798098120292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4531895798098120292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4531895798098120292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2010/01/brand-new-year-brand-new-start.html' title='Brand new year, brand new start.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8259811443960326848</id><published>2009-12-30T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:24:01.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full of promises.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Szri9MbzkmI/AAAAAAAAA4M/r9lxgBBU55A/s1600-h/Soapy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Szri9MbzkmI/AAAAAAAAA4M/r9lxgBBU55A/s320/Soapy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the one whom is always there for me, happy belated fifteenth birthday. Hope everything goes smooth in your life, work hard for your studies next year and of course to stay healthy, happy, strong and cheerful. I'll always be there for you if you encounter any setbacks. Hope you did enjoyed your christmas and most importantly, your birthday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8259811443960326848?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8259811443960326848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=8259811443960326848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8259811443960326848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8259811443960326848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/full-of-promises.html' title='Full of promises.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Szri9MbzkmI/AAAAAAAAA4M/r9lxgBBU55A/s72-c/Soapy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2932993665806452320</id><published>2009-12-30T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T14:12:12.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happppyyy.</title><content type='html'>Hey people. I'm back to update you guys with my day out with my girl and today's happenings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon. (28th Dec.):&lt;br /&gt;Headed out to Yishun to meet up with Elaine at around twelve. We agreed to have laksa but it's closed. I told Elaine that it's closed on Mondays and she don't believe! Ha, so we went to 925. Chicken rice stall closed for the day also. So have got no choice but to settle our lunch @ Food court. Filled our stomachs and headed to Popular to get my stationeries and whatsoever thingys. I actually forgot my voucher! Left it at home. :@ So didn't manage to get a lot of things, nevermind, shall use the voucher to purchase my assesment books instead. ^^ After that headed to 275, got my things done and we headed off to Novena. Went into the Hello Kitty shop, wanting to look for notebooks, planner and etc. But they didn't have a lot of stocks. Headed back to Yishun after that, agreed on eat-till-drop @ Seoul Garden. Elaine and I ate like mad dogs! Ha, there's still some food left and luckily we didn't have to pay for the wastages. :D Bought dinner for Dad and Mum and cabbed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today (29th Dec.):&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 2plus in the afternoon, met Bb at his place. Till 7plus, cabbed home and waited for brother to buy dinner back home. Am texting with Bb now, while uploading pictures over at Facebook. Facebook is taking hell lots of time to get my pictures successfully uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow, should be meeting Bb. Probably meeting Elaine on Friday! Gonna get school bag and stuffs, and gonna eat like a birdyyyy again! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2932993665806452320?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2932993665806452320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2932993665806452320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2932993665806452320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2932993665806452320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/happppyyy.html' title='Happppyyy.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2925059644157353436</id><published>2009-12-29T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:49:34.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It will always be you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SziwZ4WIDJI/AAAAAAAAA4E/S80bjmD9UlY/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SziwZ4WIDJI/AAAAAAAAA4E/S80bjmD9UlY/s400/IMG_0139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every&amp;nbsp;hour feels like ten hours...&lt;br /&gt;It felt like months since I last felt the touch of your embrace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Enjoyed my Saturday with Daddy, Mummy and relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Yatcht Club's Ktv, sing sung sang till 7.30pm and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Combined vocals and sang 新不了情 with Daddy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zilongzilongzilongzilongzilongzilongzilongzilongzilongzilongzilongzilong...&lt;br /&gt;All appear in my mind was your name...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2925059644157353436?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2925059644157353436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2925059644157353436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2925059644157353436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2925059644157353436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-will-always-be-you.html' title='It will always be you...'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SziwZ4WIDJI/AAAAAAAAA4E/S80bjmD9UlY/s72-c/IMG_0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7448257271255004923</id><published>2009-12-27T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:01:48.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith in another is nothing but worthless naivete.</title><content type='html'>Hi readers! I'm feeling better so I'm finally back to update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, am dead beat for these few days. Had been with Mummy, Daddy and relatives over these few days. On Christmas Eve, got presents from my cousins. Whether I like it or not, at least the appreciation is still there. I've got a bracelet from Citigems, a Newbie tee-shirt (-.-)&amp;nbsp;and metro shopping voucher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to go over to Hougang with Daddy and Mummy today, but they didn't wake me up. I slept at around 4am yesterday and woke up at 12 today. Woke up and found Bro's cliques still at my place, they've been playing mahjong since yesterday afternoon! Ha, like more than 24 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hell, I dropped my laptop yesterday from my bed! It just 'piak-ed' on the ground and I was feeling so damned heart pain okkkk. And it's a 'lil laggy now, will the drop be the cause? Gosh... How! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like finally, I'm heading out tomorrowww. ^^ With Elaine, hehe. Not sure about heading to which place yet, but it's confirmed that we'll be getting stuffs for school and of course, my hello kitty stuffs! Gonna get everything in Hello kitty. ;) 2010 planner/diary/notebook is a must! Gosh... I guess I've to bring like 1000bucks out tomorrow, like I have it! Ha, I'm going bankrupt already. Got to really start saving and study hard when school reopens. I wonder if I really can do well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Bb is fine. Lov...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7448257271255004923?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7448257271255004923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7448257271255004923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7448257271255004923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7448257271255004923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/faith-in-another-is-nothing-but.html' title='Faith in another is nothing but worthless naivete.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7365458877825956427</id><published>2009-12-27T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T23:11:08.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>What's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Elaine... If it weren't you, I may not know who to turn to for help now.&lt;br /&gt;I love love love you so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7365458877825956427?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7365458877825956427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7365458877825956427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7365458877825956427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7365458877825956427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/how_26.html' title='How?'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6186684621945758592</id><published>2009-12-26T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T01:47:12.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joyful/not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Merry christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited; 1:39 AM/&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday (Christmas Eve): Hougang, Aunt's place till 3 then home.&lt;br /&gt;Friday (Christmas night): Hougang, Aunt's place till 11 and home.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 26 Dec: Not sure for afternoon, but over to&lt;em&gt; Yatcht Club for dinner&lt;/em&gt; @ night.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 27 Dec: Either Hougang or other appointments.&lt;br /&gt;Monday 28 Dec: Meeting up with Elaine to get my stationeries and to look for my&lt;em&gt; Hello Kitty planner&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(I love you Elaine, for agreeing to accompany me hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Finally get to meet&lt;strong&gt; one&lt;/strong&gt; of my friends during this whole effing holiday like L-O-L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall update y'guys with Tuesday onwards' arrangements. School's reopening soon, fk it. Oh yeah, I got myself &lt;strong&gt;tutors&lt;/strong&gt; hehe! Am gonna&lt;em&gt; try&lt;/em&gt; to work hard. &lt;em&gt;Not much time left till N level starts&lt;/em&gt;. ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EMB3 EMB3 EMB3 EMB3. Fucccck the criteriaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dion just called and said Z's in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;What's going on? Sigh... I'm always the last one to know everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6186684621945758592?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6186684621945758592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6186684621945758592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6186684621945758592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6186684621945758592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/joyfulnot.html' title='Joyful/not?'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6579002866965192354</id><published>2009-12-24T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T03:11:47.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>A occasion whereby I have nobody to celebrate with.&lt;br /&gt;It's a occasion whereby the atmosphere is filled with joy and laughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I don't feel any joy at all...&lt;br /&gt;Where's my happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be&amp;nbsp;back with pictures. Don't feel like typing much. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Anybody has lines that can be upgraded? I want to get an iphone. Please leave a tag on my tagboard. I'm willing to pay, tyvm. Urgent please, 'cos my current phone is about to die on me, very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6579002866965192354?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6579002866965192354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6579002866965192354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6579002866965192354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6579002866965192354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/how.html' title='How?'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7043087747465943804</id><published>2009-12-23T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T17:25:48.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deprived.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="360" width="580"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ohKCPYGe7w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3ohKCPYGe7w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="580" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我全都相信 相信你说的每一句&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;每一句我答应我可以我不会敷衍&lt;br /&gt;我全都相信 相信你说的每一句&lt;br /&gt;每一句只差一句我爱你.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, one word to describe today. = FATIGUE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7043087747465943804?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7043087747465943804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7043087747465943804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7043087747465943804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7043087747465943804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='Deprived.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-5855508675505170418</id><published>2009-12-22T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:56:32.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got better friends who treat me better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello all. I'm here blogging late today. I'm not really in a good mood today, sigh. Finally got my maple downloaded yesterday, and start playing at around 7plus. Went to the Happyville, with Wd. Aftermath went to coolies to train with Wd till he level and &lt;strong&gt;initially&lt;/strong&gt; I wanted to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things happened and then it delayed my sleeping time. Slept at about 5am + in the morning. Shan't elaborate so much, 'cos I'm still fuming mad right now. Gotta go maple later to relieve my stress, hope I'll feel better after one game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 5+am in the morning, Daddy woke me up at 1.30pm. It's Monday, so he has to go back to the clinic for his acupuncture again. Waited for him for around 20mins, and then he accompanied me to the nearby hawker center for my late lunch and we went to shop around for a 'lil while. Daddy bought me my pore packs. How great. I've thought of something before. I can live without anyone, but not without my Dad. He's my greatest pillar of support and of everything else. &lt;em&gt;You should be ashame of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, your phone has got no money left and yet you're on the line for an hour plus. Well done, you've got me lost for words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY.AM.I.SO.DAMN.MOTHER.FUCKING.DUMB.AND.STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, bye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Sy801cNZgNI/AAAAAAAAA24/qf4CuNQGDmY/s1600-h/Image49.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Sy801cNZgNI/AAAAAAAAA24/qf4CuNQGDmY/s320/Image49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took using my laptop's webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-5855508675505170418?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5855508675505170418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=5855508675505170418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5855508675505170418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5855508675505170418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-got-better-friends-who-treat-me.html' title='I&apos;ve got better friends who treat me better.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Sy801cNZgNI/AAAAAAAAA24/qf4CuNQGDmY/s72-c/Image49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4890691427214552958</id><published>2009-12-21T06:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:54:03.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One last chance.</title><content type='html'>Hello dears! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to update while waiting for my lunch to be delivered at my doorstep. Ha! I'm seriously lazy, like always! Well... Suppose to go to Hougang with Daddy and Mummy today. However Daddy knew that I slept at 4am yesterday, hence he didn't wake me up. How sweet of him! Hehe. He left some cash at my table, and that's why I ordered Mcdelivery. :'( Got to start saving already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening soon, how? Sigh. Just with a blink of an eye and holidays is ending soon. Okay, my lunch should be reaching soon. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming, anniversary is drawing nearer, 2009 is coming to an end, 2010 is around the corner! Chinese new year, another festival for me to get some cash.... HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Cafe World and RCK for nao. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited: 5:53 PM/&lt;br /&gt;Hey people. Currently waiting for my maple to finish downloading and got to play it! Childhood memories. ^^ Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4890691427214552958?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4890691427214552958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4890691427214552958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4890691427214552958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4890691427214552958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-last-chance.html' title='One last chance.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1013535655544611758</id><published>2009-12-20T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T13:57:39.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and me put on a bad romance.</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon, my dearest readers. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got up from my bed, hee. Mummy's not at home, no idea where she went. I'm on my bed playing Cafe World and blogging hehe. After some rest I've to bathe Buibui. :'( My skin's so sensitive to his shampoo ok, each time after I shower him, my skin will start to itch. Arghhh. But no choice, I've to take care of him. Furthermore it's not so troublesome bathing him now already, 'cos he got shaved botak! Haha. So he's fur isn't that long anymore and it tangles so easily. Hehe. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to meet Z around 5pm at his place. Then home after a 'lil while. Had pies for dinner! I'm putting on lots of weight now. So sad! I've grown fatter and fatter each day! Got to find a companion to go to the gym with me already. Can't stand myself being so 'meaty.' :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww. And I seriously don't know what's wrong with my lips since yesterday! Seems to have a blister-like + ulcer-like thingy on my lower lips! It feels a 'lil painful. What's thattttttt! Ok pretty satisifed will Blogger now 'cos it makes me feel so happy haha! Amazed by Blogger.com's changes. Especially when I upload photos! I'm hungry already, where's Mummy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SyxqEeHwxiI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ZweJnz2Aguk/s320/IMG_0272.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lazy to edit my photos, so I left it unedited. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1013535655544611758?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1013535655544611758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1013535655544611758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1013535655544611758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1013535655544611758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-and-me-put-on-bad-romance.html' title='You and me put on a bad romance.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SyxqEeHwxiI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ZweJnz2Aguk/s72-c/IMG_0272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6623606896530912766</id><published>2009-12-19T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:05:00.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once my everything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SysX3XEEUsI/AAAAAAAAA2o/VHFntjPXEWU/s1600-h/IMG_0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SysX3XEEUsI/AAAAAAAAA2o/VHFntjPXEWU/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Hi there folks. Just got up from my bed few moments ago and am here blogging straight after I brushed up! Ok, firstly. I added a song on this web, it's a very nice song. My favourite! Had been listening to this song since few days ago... And it really touches me deep. Hope y'guys will enjoy it too! Don't intend to go anywhere today, 'cos I'm seriously lazy. Daddy had been hurrying me to get my skirt to alter since weeks ago but I'm too lazy to get things done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even lazy to go downstairs to get my lunch! So due to my laziness... I ordered McDelivery! Am waiting for it to be delivered to my doorstep now hehe. Am famished. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, nothing more interesting for me to post. So bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6623606896530912766?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6623606896530912766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6623606896530912766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6623606896530912766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6623606896530912766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/once-my-everything.html' title='Once my everything...'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SysX3XEEUsI/AAAAAAAAA2o/VHFntjPXEWU/s72-c/IMG_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8730714492898808460</id><published>2009-12-18T05:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:43:38.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to make things work, but you acted like a jerk.</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon readers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind'a pleased to be back blogging @ blogger.com. Well... I just woke up. Don't know what&amp;nbsp;should I blog about too. But I'm just not quite happy these few days. It's been three days since Z last texted me. I don't know why too. He's just... Sigh. In the past, he's always changing for the better and I'm actually glad that I'm the person who can change him. But for now, he's always changing too, but for the worse. I'm disappointed actually. I know that humans do change, but I just couldn't accept the fact that he says I'm at fault for his change. Why why why. I'm tired of relationships. It's always me who is giving in when quarrels occur, and it was always me. Always. Never a time he gave in, not even once in these few weeks or rather months. I'm tired, really tired. Feel like resting for awhile... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what hurts me most is friends who backstabbed me. I didn't talk it out with y'guys, doesn't mean I'm dumb or stupid to not know what actually is happening. I just don't want to worsen things. But that doesn't give you an advantage to think that I actually do not know about it and &lt;strong&gt;carry on stabbing even deeper.&lt;/strong&gt; If you think you're only using your mouth to say things behind people's back, be it the truth or something you just fabricated, and you think it's fine, then I tell you. It's not fine at all. You wrecked others' relationships. You spoilt the feelings they have for each other. Ask yourself, what do you gain from that? You feel very happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough of all these venting of frustrations. But I've been bottling things up for so long that I'm going mad. I do not want to make things worse, and that's why I only mention it here. I hope y'guys will reflect on yourself too. Especially, &lt;strong&gt;those friends whom I'm actually quite close to.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this someone who added me in msn, and asked me who I am. Lol! It's hilarious isn't it. Alright, waiting for Daddy to bring my lunch back home. Wheeeeee. Love Dad. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will be up soon after I transfer it over to my laptop. See me @ Cafe World, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Please do me a favour and check if your link over at my links section is correct. If it needs to be re-linked or you've a change in url, do leave your current url over @ my tagboard in order for me to re-link you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8730714492898808460?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8730714492898808460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=8730714492898808460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8730714492898808460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8730714492898808460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/trying-to-make-things-work-but-you.html' title='Trying to make things work, but you acted like a jerk.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6894296569015740287</id><published>2009-12-17T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T23:08:37.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At my most vulnerable.</title><content type='html'>Hello people! Am so pleased with Blogger 'cos it's looking much better right now! Hee. Well, managed to find a skin that I like and did some editings here and there. And I'm proud to say, my main site @ blogger.com is revived! Previously I switched to Onsugar.com as Blogger.com was having some problems. But I still prefer posting @ Blogger.com of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, 14/12, Daddy came back home at around 1.30pm. He woke me up and I went to bathe, and then accompanied him to the doctors'. He wasn't feeling really well as he's aching all over. So we went to Ma guang @ Chong pang, took around an hour for his acupunture and etc. And then we headed to Northpoint. Despite Daddy feeling unwell, he still got me my new love! I'm so touched and blessed, love Daddy ttm ok. Aftermath went to Starhub over at the basement, to check if I could get my iPhone. But how sad, my contract's unavailable to upgrade yet. So sad ok! Have to wait till next year's August. It's like damn long la! Homed after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z had been having cold war with me since yesterday. Till now he have yet to simmer down, not even a 'lil. I'm feeling so breathless now. It feels even worse than someone trying to suffocate you using a rope being tied onto your neck. Argh. I don't know. Tell me why, why must you be like this. &lt;strong&gt;Why why why&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoo, underwater world, beach, sentosa, clarke quay, 313 @ Somerset, Citysquare mall, and other new malls -&amp;nbsp;I've been wanting to go to these places since decades ago. But still, no one asked me out. :'( Sigh... Wondering how 'much' I stand in my friends' hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I need someone to accompany me out. Serious. No joke. &lt;br /&gt;Wondering... Who'll be my accompany on X'mas eve/night? :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for year 2010:&lt;br /&gt;1) Get a tutor to brush up my weak subjects.&lt;br /&gt;2) Save up really hard.&lt;br /&gt;3) Get a planner to plan my time well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for now... My plans:&lt;br /&gt;1) Get my room nice and neatly packed.&lt;br /&gt;2) Bring my new skirt to the tailor to have it altered.&lt;br /&gt;3) Shopping, retail therapy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6894296569015740287?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6894296569015740287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6894296569015740287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6894296569015740287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6894296569015740287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/12/at-my-most-vulnerable.html' title='At my most vulnerable.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-3797205502665879167</id><published>2009-08-08T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T23:39:39.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--/</title><content type='html'>Blogger.com's giving me hell lot'sa problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;Please tune in to: &lt;a href="http://www.strawberryjamtoasts.onsugar.com"&gt;Strawberryjamtoasts.onsugar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may want to relink this/not, as I'll still keep this website. &lt;br /&gt;But will only be updating after blogger.com fixes this problem. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, still, don't forget to click on my Nuffnangys!&lt;br /&gt;Just one click and it'll do a great help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ads need your clicks @ &lt;a href="http://www.strawberryjamtoasts.onsugar.com"&gt;Strawberryjamtoasts@onsugar&lt;/a&gt; too! Please don't neglect the ads on this webby too. Goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-3797205502665879167?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3797205502665879167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=3797205502665879167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3797205502665879167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3797205502665879167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='--/'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2879338061916235882</id><published>2009-08-07T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T19:22:44.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're impossible to find.</title><content type='html'>Well hello, itsnotlike-this@bs revived! :)&lt;br /&gt;Since I've got nothing to do... And I can finally manage to cure my lazyness. Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 2nd Aug:&lt;br /&gt;Well, had my day spent with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Woked up around 10plus in the morning, surfed the net while waiting for Daddy to come back home. Got showered, prepared and dolled up, and we went to HortPark to attend to a relative's baby full month. It's really beautiful there, the scenery. Ideal for photoshoots. :) Stayed there around an hour or so, and we left for Hougang. Daddy and Mummy had mahjong session there. Had a really nice heart2heart chat with cuzzie, home at around 9plus or 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 3rd Aug:&lt;br /&gt;Attended school.. And argh. Forgot what I did.&lt;br /&gt;I only knew I met that silly of mine and I guess, home! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 4th Aug:&lt;br /&gt;Well... Big aunt came to pay me a visit and argh... Wasn't really feeling well when I woke up @ around 7plus am, wanted to give school a miss but I went to shower reluctantly still. Daddy fetched me to school as he's afraid I might be running late, and I told him to fetch me up after recess which is about 11am. :) And so he did, he accompanied me to the doctor's and home. Slept all the way till 6plus in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 5th Aug:&lt;br /&gt;Attended to POA remedial after school. &gt; Went over to Khatib and waited for 811 to meet silly. &gt; Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, 6th of Aug:&lt;br /&gt;Attended school, lessons were pretty okay. Recess delayed and I was like gastric+stomach cramps urgh.&lt;br /&gt;After school, headed over to Khatib with Hanwen, Yuxiang &amp; co., waited for bus to bi's place.&lt;br /&gt;Slept like a log, because I was really tired! And when bi pulled me to wake me up, he threatened to take a picture of my sleepy look. And no choice, have to wake up ha-ha. Home @ around 5plus. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess I'm giving school a miss tomorrow! And I guess this are my plans for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Meet twin for haircut + trimming of brows &gt; Home/bi's house &gt; Meet twin to go for interview @ Ion! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someone's stalking my blog. I hate people who try to spy me with all their ways.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a criminal, you see. You need not spy me like a detective.&lt;br /&gt;It's not as if I'm your girlfriend or so?&lt;br /&gt;Don't stalk my blog, my friendster, or whichever. And go spreading to my boyfriend I so and so. &lt;br /&gt;Because you don't know any facts at all, so just keep your fucking mouth fucking shut. &lt;br /&gt;Well.. It ain't really bad to know that &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; are stalking my blog, as you're one of my fans! (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuck you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reply of tags:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aikiko: Relinked you, girl.&lt;br /&gt;Seri: Thanks for the tag uh girl.&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Oo, okay. Where did you dig my blog address out from anyway?&lt;br /&gt;Sophina: No, you're the one lying! Only after I mention, then you text me! Silly!&lt;br /&gt;Zhuo an: Thanks, cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;Xuemin: Thanks crazy girl, I know you won't leave me ha-ha-ha. I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;AliciaLim: Sure will, daughter. Missyou!&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene: Thanks mermaid, spam me more! Hehaho.&lt;br /&gt;Peihung: Thanks girl.&lt;br /&gt;Sophina: Haha where got!&lt;br /&gt;Claudia: I miss you too clau!&lt;br /&gt;Zoelyn: Thank you, you too!&lt;br /&gt;Wesley: Ha-ha, your blog... Decomposing!&lt;br /&gt;Nixon: Well life for me is pretty fine. Except for my studies I guess. And you?&lt;br /&gt;Qiuyun: You too meimei, luv.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremyy-: Stupid you.&lt;br /&gt;Syimah: You shorty don't call people shorty o-k!&lt;br /&gt;Xuemin: Sure, crazy girl. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well bye! &lt;font size="3"&gt;Stalk more ah, &lt;b&gt;stalker.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.strawberryjamtoasts.onsugar.com, another ranting spot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2879338061916235882?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2879338061916235882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2879338061916235882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2879338061916235882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2879338061916235882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/08/youre-impossible-to-find.html' title='You&apos;re impossible to find.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-8346704901322661266</id><published>2009-08-04T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:23:08.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop blogging temporarily.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;On hiatus,&lt;br /&gt;will come back to blog shortly &lt;i&gt;when I feel like it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune to itsnotlike-this.blogspot!&lt;br /&gt;To know more, read through my Plurky/Tweetie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss me yeh, &lt;b&gt;bai.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-8346704901322661266?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/8346704901322661266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=8346704901322661266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8346704901322661266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/8346704901322661266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/08/stop-blogging-temporarily.html' title='Stop blogging temporarily.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1017891501718006967</id><published>2009-08-03T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T11:20:55.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Etched in your heart.)</title><content type='html'>Hello readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instant, please tune in to my &lt;b&gt;Plurk.com&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Twitter.com&lt;/b&gt; for more information.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm too lazy to post!&lt;br /&gt;Will be back tonight/tomorrow to update a lengthy one, pinky promise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;(Hearts)&lt;/font&gt;, bai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, limteh. Cheerup okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to be the one who accompanies you t work. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, I'm good ain't I!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1017891501718006967?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1017891501718006967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1017891501718006967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1017891501718006967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1017891501718006967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/08/etched-in-your-heart.html' title='(Etched in your heart.)'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7412649231217595005</id><published>2009-08-02T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:33:23.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SnOa8nHvnhI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Gg13IBeFw10/1600-h/DSC06421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364801947212684818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SnOa8nHvnhI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Gg13IBeFw10/s200/DSC06421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot pink + Pastel pink! :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hello readers! I'm awake @ this time, so shocking. Hehe. Supposingly I've to attend work later on, but ain't really feeling really well now. Having a stomachache. So probably skipping work later on ba. Sigh, I'm in need of money also. Now there's nobody @ home, except for Bigbro and his girlfriend, and I. But they're preparing to go out soon, also, I guess. And I'll be left home alone! But I think Mummy's coming back home uh. ^^ Suddenly had to urge of having Hotcakes with Sausage. But I'm not even hungry at all, and my tummy hurts. ;'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I'm meeting bi later on also, maybe staying @ home to rest.&lt;br /&gt;Exams is coming, argh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7412649231217595005?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7412649231217595005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7412649231217595005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7412649231217595005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7412649231217595005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sleeping-with-ghost-of-you-and-me.html' title='I&apos;m sleeping with the ghost of you and me.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SnOa8nHvnhI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Gg13IBeFw10/s72-c/DSC06421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-442760643013370780</id><published>2009-08-01T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:40:15.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack and Jill, went up the hill.</title><content type='html'>Hello people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met small backside after school today, slept for quite some time. And home!&lt;br /&gt;Well and tomorrow's plannings... Work and small backside's place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye! &lt;font color="red"&gt;(Hearts)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, continue staring till your eye pops out. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously lor. -.- You're trying to act as if you call the shots?&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, &lt;b&gt;I gonna show you who's the one calling the shots.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;你不念情分,我也不会念情分.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited/ 8:39 PM.&lt;br /&gt;Pasir ris + Upp thomson next week! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-442760643013370780?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/442760643013370780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=442760643013370780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/442760643013370780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/442760643013370780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/jack-and-jill-went-up-hill.html' title='Jack and Jill, went up the hill.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6973423416069324111</id><published>2009-07-31T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:27:19.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought that we were stronger.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers! It's been quite a few days since I last hooked onto the computer for hours. And that's why I neglected my plurk and twitter. :) Had been very tired these few days, don't really know why! So once I get home, I'll get showered and K.O immediately ha-ha. Anyway.. School ended @ around 2:00 P.M today, and headed over to Khatib and bused over to Northpoint to meet up with Bi, and we bused over to his place. Watched some VCDs, and then around 6pm walked over to the nearest bus stop and bused back home. And I suddenly have the urge to put on extensions again! Don't know why, feeling my hair's so thin. Didn't had the intention of extending it too long, just a 'lil long to make it look straighter, and thicker also. :) Anyone interested to go with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... These few days hadn't been a happy day. Friends around me had relationship problems, causing both parties to be unhappy. Well.. Actually. They shouldn't needed that break-up too, it's just small matters. Why bother what other people say? &lt;strong&gt;It's your relationship and not theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And.. Suddenly I had a &lt;em&gt;flashback &lt;/em&gt;of my past. When we were all&lt;em&gt; sisters&lt;/em&gt;, still. And ending up... To this plight? We didn't had arguements, nor quarrels. But just have no idea why we &lt;i&gt;split our ways.&lt;/i&gt; Maybe you girls have your own life, I agree. But why must we act till we're like... &lt;b&gt;Enemies?&lt;/b&gt; We didn't have the need to. I seriously miss those days whereby we 5/6 sisters, sit together and really chat. And especially the girlfriend whom is once closest to me, &lt;b&gt;Junxuan.&lt;/b&gt; I seriously have no idea why we really have to be so cold, as if we did quarrel and like.. We've became enemies? Can anybody tell me why? &lt;i&gt;I really can't figure it out why. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've stopped meeting up, going out, and talking...&lt;/strong&gt; When we &lt;em&gt;don't have any problems&lt;/em&gt; between the few of us, at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do friends/sisters come and leave?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm hungry. Mood's not really stable, so bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6973423416069324111?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6973423416069324111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6973423416069324111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6973423416069324111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6973423416069324111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/thought-that-we-were-stronger.html' title='Thought that we were stronger.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-134852203558205386</id><published>2009-07-29T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:12:29.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we had babies they would look like you. /</title><content type='html'>Hey people! I'm finally back home after a long day yeh. Am actually super lazy to update alright, but however I'm bored too. Hence, I logged in to Blogger.com, signed in and clicked for a new post! Ha-ha. Anyway... It's a very tired day today alright. It's like... Breaking me up into pieces. POA test today, was still fine for me. Maths test... Argh, screwed my Maths paper. And... However I learned something from POA today. :) At least a 'lil gain, I'm still contented tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I met my 小屁股 in the morning at around 7am. :) &lt;br /&gt;Bused down to Northpoint, and then school. Slacked @ 640, while waiting for Lynn to come and look for me after she get prepared. And then we walked to school, and 小屁股 went to Alex's place. Was feeling so elated in the morning. Thanks ah, 小屁股, you enlightened the whole of my morning! The rest of the day... Lessons of course. And got held back by Clarence chang till 2:05PM. Supposedly we have to sit for our Maths test @ 1:30PM. But he held us back, and we only took our test at 2:05PM, and class only ended @ 2:35PM. Headed to 641 for some finger food and bused back home. Got changed and everything, went downstairs to have lunch with Choonkuang. And we bused to block 600plus to meet up with Raymond, and Cyril. They're both waiting for Lynn, so are we. She's having her CCA. Supposedly we're gonna get our project done after she end her activity, but she got held back till quite late and we waited for quite some time, and Ck had to go. So we bused to Northpoint, he left to take bus home while I bused to 小屁股's place. Waited outside. ==' And finally someone who's renting the room in his flat came back, and I could finally get into his house. Thanks Meiying Sist. for keeping me accompany with your messages! :) Was so angry with 小屁股 at first, but simmered down in the end. 小屁股 send me off to cab back home @ around 8:30PM. And I'm back home now! Am feeling urber tired. Sigh! Chemistry test tomorrow, argh. Not prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag Replies:&lt;br /&gt;Sophina: No you din't! That's pretty long ago silly!&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa: Thanks for your tag dear.&lt;br /&gt;Nixon: Hello, long time no see! How'd you been?&lt;br /&gt;Peihung: Ha-ha, thanks for your tag.&lt;br /&gt;SHUANG: It's located @ Pasir Ris yeh. (; If you would like to know more, give me a text and I can reply you with all the details. &lt;br /&gt;Qiuyun: Welcome mei! Texted you already, love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm very proud to say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I-did-my-POA-homework.&lt;/i&gt; Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright &lt;b&gt;bai!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-134852203558205386?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/134852203558205386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=134852203558205386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/134852203558205386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/134852203558205386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-we-had-babies-they-would-look-like.html' title='If we had babies they would look like you. /'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4028738366269869609</id><published>2009-07-28T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:08:01.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems like it's been forever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="www.blogger.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z257/chabborloves/Imissyouso.jpg" border="0" alt="Where'dyougo"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people I'm back home already! It's only 3:06 PM now. Ha-ha, I'm early right? Actually I'm already @ home since 2+pm. Hehe, now I know how it feels to be so comfortably at home! Had been so tired for the whole of today, due to lack of sleep. Slept at around 1+am because of that silly boy. Was chatting on the phone with him yeh. Ha-ha. Anyway today's lessons... Not too bad la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests are coming... In August. How how how?&lt;br /&gt;I want to help myself, but who will help me. I'm feeling so lost.&lt;br /&gt;I still can cope with other subjects, but Maths isn't really the subject I excel in.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go study soon, I really don't hope to let anyone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, all right la. Off to nap. &lt;b&gt;Bai!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4028738366269869609?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4028738366269869609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4028738366269869609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4028738366269869609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4028738366269869609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-seems-like-its-been-forever.html' title='It seems like it&apos;s been forever.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-3793613678649413146</id><published>2009-07-27T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:15:14.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Cos you gave me the best mixtape I have.</title><content type='html'>Hello readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some time since I last updated a better post because blogger was having problems and made me feel.. Argh, no mood to post. And now Blogger.com finally mended some parts, but there are still some defacts. However at least I feel a 'lil bit more comfortable updating posts. Alright, as I said, outing today to Pet Farm with Lynn, Cyril, Zhuo an, and Ruiying. Although the journey's quite a long one, but... At least I'm happy. :) At least I can get to see the puppy that I wanted to miserably, and it's really... Urber adorable. You'll sure fall for it! Really excited upon seeing it, can't even bear to part with him... But he's sold anyway. Another one will be coming in around two weeks time, by then I guess I'm making a trip there again! After Pasir ris, we took a bus transport back to Yishun and aftermath, we went to 925 for chicken rice and we walked over to Safra. Had a match of pool with Twin, and I'm like so lousy la! Want to buck upppp. I'll sure be a better player someday okay! It's just because my body, and limbs are short ok. Ha-ha, and we went to the arcade, suddenly saw Wilson. Had a 'lil chat with him, and he gave me quite a lot of advices. He's attending the court tomorrow, good luck. :) I'm so happy that he's &lt;i&gt;not like the other people&lt;/i&gt;, he knows how to think. Around 9pm, bused back home and... Tadah! I'm here now. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright school tomorrow, sianzation 2themaxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa: Ha-ha thanks girl.&lt;br /&gt;Harmith: Ha-ha, thanks! See you around? &lt;br /&gt;AliciaLim: Loveyou Daught. (:&lt;br /&gt;Sophina: Meluvyouzx too Keais, never contact me! Badbad. &lt;br /&gt;Peihung: Ha-ha, silly girl. Thanks for your tag!&lt;br /&gt;Elaine: Thanks for your tag, love.&lt;br /&gt;Twin: Shutup wOrhzx. Cannot come here kpkb yi xia one wOrhzx you knowzx!&lt;br /&gt;X.Kit: Ha-ha alright.&lt;br /&gt;Angela: Welcome!&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Xuemin: Ha-ha, of course honoured! Stay tune ha-ha. And... Click on my Nuffnang ads if your hands are itchy when it happens to appear. :D&lt;br /&gt;Amber: Tyvm, anyway you're?&lt;br /&gt;AliciaLim: Daughtttter. 8)&lt;br /&gt;Sophina: I love you more than you love me! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Claudia: Hi love!&lt;br /&gt;Meiying:): Thanks Sist., meet me up soon! Missyou like helllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, off to watch tv and then to rest, bai!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-3793613678649413146?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3793613678649413146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=3793613678649413146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3793613678649413146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3793613678649413146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/cos-you-gave-me-best-mixtape-i-have.html' title='&apos;Cos you gave me the best mixtape I have.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1752790313960089002</id><published>2009-07-26T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T22:43:36.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest surrender.</title><content type='html'>Finally blogger mended this problem, but however there's still some defaults.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Happy 28th monthsary. And bi's urber sweet today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me: 我做的cookie很好吃hor?&lt;br /&gt;Him：Ya lor, 很好吃!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Of course la, 外面买不到的.&lt;br /&gt;Him: 买不到的啦， 这样好吃!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, how sweet. Loveyou 2bits!&lt;br /&gt;Heading to the Pet Farm tomorrow with lovelies, urber excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Bi's text nao, he's riding the bike. &lt;b&gt;Bai!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags to be replied tomorrow oh.&lt;br /&gt;And my brows are growing like a bush. Trimming it with Mummeh soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1752790313960089002?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1752790313960089002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1752790313960089002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1752790313960089002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1752790313960089002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweetest-surrender.html' title='Sweetest surrender.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4493480281908141449</id><published>2009-07-25T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:06:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy-go-lucky.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm super duper fatigue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Back to post again tmr/the day after tomorrow/Monday provided&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; Blogger gonna fix this problematic post-thingy.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4493480281908141449?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4493480281908141449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4493480281908141449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4493480281908141449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4493480281908141449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-go-lucky.html' title='Happy-go-lucky.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-849757198274371484</id><published>2009-07-24T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T16:46:53.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In exchange of happiness.</title><content type='html'>Blogger's still distorted, my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went SSC's Daiso today for baking equipments with Bastard. :) Bastard sponsored me to cab back home after that ha-ha. All right, baking tomorrow! Let's hope it turns out to be a successful one. Don't worry people, I'll not forget those people who had been there for me. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-849757198274371484?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/849757198274371484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=849757198274371484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/849757198274371484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/849757198274371484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-exchange-of-happiness.html' title='In exchange of happiness.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1065061737251588365</id><published>2009-07-23T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T16:59:16.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hang up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Blogger's still ain't gonna fix this, wth. It got me so pissed when I wanna post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, baking on this Fri! (;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1065061737251588365?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1065061737251588365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1065061737251588365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1065061737251588365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1065061737251588365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-hang-up.html' title='Don&apos;t hang up.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-6549957115788044784</id><published>2009-07-22T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:16:42.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't let them say you ain't beautiful.</title><content type='html'>Blogger's having problems.&lt;br /&gt;The post box is running everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short 'lil dedication for Crazygirl:&lt;br /&gt;It's your decision. Hope you can walk down peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be beside you, lending you shoulders when you need.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just 8 digits away.&lt;br /&gt;No matter he loves you or not, I still will.&lt;br /&gt;Even if he doesn't cherish you, your friends will. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ever since holidays ended, we aren't chatting till late night anymore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday's the 25th.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday(Tomorrow)'s weather:&lt;br /&gt;The moon will come between the Earth and the Sun,&lt;br /&gt;and it'll completely obscur the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Which means it'll be dark for the whole of tomorrow?  &lt;br /&gt;Not sure if Singapore will get to see it. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-6549957115788044784?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/6549957115788044784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=6549957115788044784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6549957115788044784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/6549957115788044784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/dont-let-them-say-you-aint-beautiful.html' title='Don&apos;t let them say you ain&apos;t beautiful.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7457707023121684165</id><published>2009-07-20T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:22:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving you was my favourite mistake.</title><content type='html'>Sad to say, I din't manage to get that puppy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite disappointed though.&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry readers, I'm still not giving up yet.&lt;br /&gt;Either I adopt it, or I buy it from pet shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby had already given me the promise that we'll get it! ^^&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, he actually dotes on me so much!&lt;br /&gt;He even promised to save money together with me.&lt;br /&gt;And we even came up with a money planner! :)&lt;br /&gt;Ha-ha, although saving up to a thousand needs some time,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll not give up I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. From tomorrow onwards, I'll really stop being a spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;No more cabs, no more temptations.&lt;br /&gt;No more movies, and no more eating of nice food! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right... At least I'm having someone who can save with me, &lt;em&gt;B.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- And &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; the arguements stopped.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad the devil's gone!&lt;strong&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;School&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7457707023121684165?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7457707023121684165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7457707023121684165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7457707023121684165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7457707023121684165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/loving-you-was-my-favourite-mistake.html' title='Loving you was my favourite mistake.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-3577531721015741176</id><published>2009-07-19T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:18:37.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I, collide.</title><content type='html'>Hello dear readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive still kicking. :) Don't worry, and thank you 123456789 times to those dears that cheered me up oh! People like, Fooxuemin! I bet she comes to visit my blog everydaaaay. Ha-ha, my daily supporter. ^^ All right. Woke up around 10plus by Shinchan's phone call. And decided where to meet and everything. In the end plan changed! All of us will gather at the Crazygirl's place later @ 651. Ha-ha. I bet she gonna skin me alive when she sees this. I guess they're gonna have a game of mahjong? It's like wtf, I don't know how to lor! Ha-ha. Nevermind, I can play with my Chip-chip! Well.. Will be catching a late evening movie later over @ Amk's Cathay! The Haunting in Connecticut. (; I guess it's gonna be entertaining with a bunch of jokers around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, guess I gonna end my post here and go get prepared and off to Twin's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag replies&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Victor: What Sim swee yan la! Victor lai jun xuan. (;&lt;br /&gt;Xuemin: Haha, no! She's damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;x.Kit: Thank you oh.&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla: Yes, guess I'm adopting one.&lt;br /&gt;Jingyi: Thanks for the tag.&lt;br /&gt;Alicia: Daughter! Imyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Jeremyy-: Thanks ah Qixuan. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;Wangrui: Relinked you already babybro! I'm the first to tag your blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;Shuang: Thankyou! Loveyou, sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa: You're welcome, don't cry la my dear.&lt;br /&gt;laoshu: Act cute ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;Peihung: Thanks for your tag oh. (;&lt;br /&gt;Sharlene: Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Xuemin: Haha, quite a long story oh. Let's chat on msn someday! Loveyou crazygirl.&lt;br /&gt;Cyril: Oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Do help me to click on my Nuffnang ads! A click will do, I'll appreciate it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye readers, muahmuahmuah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Edited, 3:16 PM/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Time check, it's now 3+ in the morning and I'm not sleeping yet. I guess majority of you should be sleeping soundly and snoring loudly now. :) Because I got so excited over collecting my puppy tomorrow! Will update pictures if I can collect it successfully! Well.. Have to travel all the way to Tanah Merah tomorrow, gosh. The owner told me the puppy's 1.2lbs in size and weight which is around 500 grams? Ohmygod. All right, guess I gotta go catch some rest so that I can collect my puppy earlier tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-3577531721015741176?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/3577531721015741176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=3577531721015741176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3577531721015741176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/3577531721015741176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-and-i-collide.html' title='You and I, collide.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1491139656902050239</id><published>2009-07-18T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:05:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You won't take away my pride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me, why did things end up being this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told you so, things will be worse if you don't change the character of yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're just stubborn, just plain stubborn. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You turned into a monster, my boyfriend turned into a monster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You turned into something that I realise I'm starting to develop fear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My love's turning into fear. It's starting to fade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You ruined my plan of going out with my beloved(s).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that you've got what you intend to do. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And what are you still hoping for now? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You ain't my boyfriend. My boyfriend isn't someone so unreasonable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're a stranger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to scream for help, but I couldn't be heard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fall deeply in love with you, and I indeed fell harder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm struggling hopelessly. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping for someone that can pick me up from the ground.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For sure, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I deserve someone that treats me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, Chenhui. What you said is right, it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I cried so hardly, you're the one who cheered me up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No doubt, by right I should have left him earlier.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And not dragging till now, and let the hurt increase further.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really hope I could let go too.. I really wish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blame myself for being so foolish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My mistake was to fall in love with you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A devil controlling my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1491139656902050239?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1491139656902050239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1491139656902050239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1491139656902050239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1491139656902050239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-wont-take-away-my-pride.html' title='You won&apos;t take away my pride.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-2177063954815660647</id><published>2009-07-17T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:37:29.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends, brothers and sisters are the best potions.</title><content type='html'>Had a really nice day after school with lots'a lovables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 169 to Upp. Thomson, went to curry house for our lunch. Had lots'a fun, I swear we did! And then we took a brisk walk inside the reservoir, we saw a family fishing baby lobsters. :) And we decided to have a outing this coming Saturday! Sentosa I guess, for sun-tanning. Hope we really do have fun! And hope you did, Hanwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;, Shinchan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the breast! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;, for your understanding. I swear I din't leave you out! (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're the &lt;em&gt;best of da besttttttt&lt;/em&gt;, muaaaaaaaaaahs yo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger's &lt;strong&gt;pissing me off&lt;/strong&gt;, it's not allowing me to publish my post &lt;em&gt;peacefully&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Argh, to hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My. internet. is. lagging. like. fag.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The lag is oh so- &lt;em&gt;damn&lt;/em&gt; killing me. Faggots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dedication to my dearest twin. :&lt;br /&gt;Please do not drop your tears anymore, upon seeing you breaking down today, in my arms, on my shoulders, it pains me. I was controlling myself not to drop down my tears too. Please... Be happy, promise me okay? It gets me upset upon seeing you being so hurt and so helpless. Don't cry anymore please, sister, I don't wish to see you with your reddish and swollen eyes. 你不应该流泪的, okay? What I can say is, it wasn't your fault at all. Why should you be the one who's getting upset and being so emotionally hurt? I really don't wish to see you like this already, because of him, you even can miss an guy that treats you so well. What matters most, is you look for the person that can give you happiness. He's not far away from you, he's always by your side... Please open your eyes. :( As a sister, I really don't wish you to be so hurt, and so upset. Like today... It hurts me. 我要看到你每天笑.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel a 'lil better with my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;Although they aren't really wide enough. I'm glad to see you smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loveyou&lt;/strong&gt;, girl. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;It's time to let go, please let go... An outsider sees everything. Everytime when you mention a break up, oh please, you're the one who initiated the break up. And yet you still blame it on her? I guess there's no need for you to do so. Even as a friend, I'll also get upset when I see her getting so hurt, but what about you, did you ever feel anything at all? You only know how to put the blame on her, and what about your mistakes? You're the one who mentioned the break up once and again to hurt her so deeply, and yet you're the one doing all those things after the break up. You're not the one seeing her break down, you don't feel anything. Do you know how her friends get so upset when she cried so harshly? You're the one who tell her you want a break up, and end up you're the one who still insist on 纠殘不清 with her. She's not your toy, whenever you want to put it aside you can leave it aside, whenever you need her you just give her an order to meet you up. Do you know what's feelings? Do you understand the meaning of feelings? Please... Spare a thought of her, and not only for yourself. I hope you really wake all your funny ideas up. I won't break the both of you up, but at least let me say something - Just give her a rest first, take it as giving yourself some time to cool down if you can change to treat her really better and I don't mean only treat her good for a few days and you go back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold-blooded, 冷血东物.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Edited, 11:04 PM. /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I shouldn't be weeping away for you. You don't deserve my tears. Boy, if you don't wish for me to leave then please proof it to me. Will you? I will get you back to how you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm utterly disappointed, and dishearted,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There won't be any stress for you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people: Alicia daughter, Sophina keais, Serene baobei and Laoshu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-2177063954815660647?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/2177063954815660647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=2177063954815660647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2177063954815660647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/2177063954815660647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/friends-brothers-and-sisters-are-best.html' title='Friends, brothers and sisters are the best potions.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-713594352253929997</id><published>2009-07-16T07:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:14:55.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's fading.</title><content type='html'>Hello my fellow readers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attended school today, it was raining cats and dogs in the morning. If I could be at home, how comfy the weather is to be napping! First period was PE, and I forgot to bring my attire and I was punished initially. Detention after school. == School ended and had maths supplementary class, aftermath twin went to meet her friend, while I went on with Kennethng with my detention with some of my classmates. Remedial ended and supposingly I'm meeting twin for lunch, because I was effing famished, however because some things cropped up and I had to head home. And somehow I found another Yorkie puppy which is located at Sembawang! Pictures will be up here for you to take a look yeh. Don't really know if I'm adopting her for sure or not, because I'm afraid it might be another scam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Sl2WlNnrvUI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8cw3RtBcnMM/s1600-h/yorkie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358604697696189762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Sl2WlNnrvUI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8cw3RtBcnMM/s200/yorkie2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Sl2Wk6xNU9I/AAAAAAAAA2E/7pazXhM-oaA/s1600-h/yorkie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358604692635866066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Sl2Wk6xNU9I/AAAAAAAAA2E/7pazXhM-oaA/s200/yorkie3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may want to click on the images for clearer and larger view! (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-713594352253929997?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/713594352253929997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=713594352253929997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/713594352253929997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/713594352253929997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-fading.html' title='It&apos;s fading.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Sl2WlNnrvUI/AAAAAAAAA2M/8cw3RtBcnMM/s72-c/yorkie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4438212944027160221</id><published>2009-07-15T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:06:25.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue.</title><content type='html'>Hello hi readers, I'm finally back home after a whole entire day of community involvement programme! ==. Sigh, spent four hours just to fold paper cranes. And I swear I folded the cranes till my fingers went numb. And I felt really tired today, tired plus sticky! It suck to the maxzxz. After that, accompanied Houjie to 641 to grab some bites and bused back home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to start to save up, awwww. Gotta sae really hard! No more taking of cabs, no more temptations to get anything. All after I save up! How'm I gonna live without cabs? It'll be so tiringggg to wait for bus and especially... The journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got so pissed off today. By one of my teachers who wants me to drop that subject when I didn't actually oblige to it? When I said 'I don't want', it means I don't want. No point keep telling me to drop it. I said I won't drop, basic english understand? It got me so pissed off. It pissed me off further when I actually said no, she's still living in her own world asking me to drop it. Below's the conversation between us. The subject name won't be mentioned, &lt;em&gt;to leave a 'lil face&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Hey felicia, I've been wondering very long ah, have been wanting to tell you this.. I don't know ah, if you want to drop this subject or not. 'Cos I actually discussed with your father before, to let you drop this subject. Don't know you got think of dropping this subject before?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, never think of dropping before.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Oh is it. But I see you like never do anything one lei. But I don't know still can drop or not lei, at this period of the year. I help you ask HOD la. (&lt;strong&gt;I said&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NO and she still insists&lt;/strong&gt; on asking the HOD if I could drop the subject. &lt;strong&gt;When I'm not willing to&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;Me: No ah I don't want drop.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Is it, 'cos ah I discuss with your dad before lei. I don't want to keep call him like I very complain queen. So far ah I call your dad 2 times.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Is it.&lt;br /&gt;Her: Ya lor, I also ask him to ask you to consider whether you want to drop the subject. (Wtf la, it's like I said I don't want right? &lt;strong&gt;I don't want means I don't want&lt;/strong&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;Me: 'Cos no people teach me and I don't understand. Unless got people teach me I still okay lo.&lt;br /&gt;Her: If not ask Houjie sit beside you next time then he can teach you lor.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so she walked away. I got so pissed off during the whole of my recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gotta go rest soon. Goodbye oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag replies: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gina: Thanks for the tag oh.&lt;br /&gt;Serene: Thanks baobei, love you most! Contact me soon oh.&lt;br /&gt;Aikiko: Thanks girl, loveyou ass!&lt;br /&gt;Xuemin: Yeh, thanks for your concern. Looking forward to see you my crazy girl!&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa: Thanks Vanessa! Aha, love'ya.&lt;br /&gt;Shiying: Hi, will link you up as soon as possible k!&lt;br /&gt;Peihung: Haha, thankyou, loveu.&lt;br /&gt;7Bs-Hskay: Hello. :)&lt;br /&gt;Lynn: Jibye la you, your blog's decomposing already. Kukubird!&lt;br /&gt;Elaine: Thanks ah Ant. :)&lt;br /&gt;Peihung: Haha, yes I'm! You must be also right. (;&lt;br /&gt;Zhuo an=.=: Why is there a face in your name. Lol! What shorty, stupid you, got dimple don't let me see. Arghhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Mingliang: Hello Ml. (; Thanks for your tag all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Finally Nuffnang ads are popping out. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Readers, do help me click on them if you happen to see any ads please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'll appreciate tons. (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4438212944027160221?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4438212944027160221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4438212944027160221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4438212944027160221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4438212944027160221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-173349913024469418</id><published>2009-07-14T09:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T18:13:46.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寂寞却一直掉眼泪.</title><content type='html'>School &lt;em&gt;suck bolas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to stay back after school for folding of paper cranes. Last minute changes! Such a coincidence, I happen to be very fatigue too. Headed to 641 after school with Pearlin and Junxuan as Lynn had something to do, not sure to meet someone or do her things. :) And then.. Waited for Fifie and Asyimah to come over to look us up. Passed her money and everything... Headed to Northpoint&gt;Cold storage to get those baking stuffs as they're baking some cakes and cookies.&gt; Headed to Pearlin baobei's place.&gt; Started baking and stuffs, results not bad. I didn't waited for the final results to come out and I left for home. Damn fatigue! And gonna visit the pet farm this week! Hooray, can't wait. But I've just received another mail from a woman. Showing Yorkie's pictures, she told me she's located @ Sembawang. Hope so! &lt;em&gt;Cameroon suck my nipples.&lt;/em&gt; Well... And I'm home now, here blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what I've been occupying myself with, recently. I just feel I'm lacking of &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;, but just couldn't figure it out what's that &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;. I've been playing my time away, wanted to spend some time on my studies but have really&lt;em&gt; no motivation&lt;/em&gt;. Not at all. I need someone that can really motivate me to do well! Common tests is &lt;strong&gt;coming&lt;/strong&gt;, in September/October I guess. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Help. &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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gnoliZ&lt;/span&gt;... There's a distance between us. Can't figure it out what's stopping me from... Carrying on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-173349913024469418?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/173349913024469418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=173349913024469418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/173349913024469418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/173349913024469418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_12.html' title='寂寞却一直掉眼泪.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-5399380789103602990</id><published>2009-07-13T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:33:29.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm screaming I love you so.</title><content type='html'>Going out soon, just a quick post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million thanks and appreciation to people who cheered me up like.. &lt;strong&gt;Laoshu, Lynn, Serene!&lt;/strong&gt;Right now I'm fine,&lt;em&gt; pretty&lt;/em&gt; fine. I guess so.. Daddy asked why are my eyes swollen yesterday, and I told him while I was bathing, shampoo went into my eyes. Sigh, even my Dad knows how to care, and you? You won't even ask more about how I'm feeling. All right.. I'll let down everything and continue walking. With/without you, it's up to fate to decide. No matter what, I'll walk on. I'm always a strong girl, am I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SllnBy9ec2I/AAAAAAAAA18/dEIY6ZLHLh0/s1600-h/Image13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357426512291066722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SllnBy9ec2I/AAAAAAAAA18/dEIY6ZLHLh0/s320/Image13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tata, gonna go doll myself up and get myself out of this apartment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-5399380789103602990?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5399380789103602990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=5399380789103602990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5399380789103602990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5399380789103602990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-screaming-i-love-you-so.html' title='I&apos;m screaming I love you so.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SllnBy9ec2I/AAAAAAAAA18/dEIY6ZLHLh0/s72-c/Image13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1388217549969508023</id><published>2009-07-12T03:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:35:36.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm fine.</title><content type='html'>Guess will be home for the whole effing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I don't have the mood to be out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Efforts gone down to the drain&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone can buy me Yami yoghurt and show up at my place? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SlgVue3TgwI/AAAAAAAAA1k/ohTOvaSDn4I/s1600-h/emoticon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I want hughug.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SlgV5nkfl8I/AAAAAAAAA1s/D0B4cXIJU2A/s1600-h/8e8cc9e5d8b74c24f5bba6ac1842d709.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 18px; HEIGHT: 18px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357055836375979970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SlgV5nkfl8I/AAAAAAAAA1s/D0B4cXIJU2A/s320/8e8cc9e5d8b74c24f5bba6ac1842d709.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EDITED: 5 09 PM./&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do things always turn out to be the way that we don't expect it/don't want it to. Why do tears keep falling, I thought I'm always the strong girl. I thought I could control my tears from falling, I thought I could..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I save all those tears that I once cried for you and drown you in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my fault, for every single thing I let my tears fall. And it resulted to you being used to it. And you no longer care even if my tears fall. Because it didn't pain you at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sun still shines after the rain.&lt;/em&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;10:31PM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SliiM4TjYAI/AAAAAAAAA10/h90qqhaZNr8/s1600-h/Image12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: crosshair" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357210098913730562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SliiM4TjYAI/AAAAAAAAA10/h90qqhaZNr8/s320/Image12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's been some time since I last uploaded a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope everything remains... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VKCH, a thousand thanks. You're still there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1388217549969508023?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1388217549969508023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1388217549969508023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1388217549969508023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1388217549969508023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-fine.html' title='I&apos;m fine.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/SlgV5nkfl8I/AAAAAAAAA1s/D0B4cXIJU2A/s72-c/8e8cc9e5d8b74c24f5bba6ac1842d709.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-4991947640278264636</id><published>2009-07-11T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:56:50.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I be scammed?</title><content type='html'>Hello. Today was a unlucky+unhappy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School&gt;Lynn's place&gt;Northpoint BBQ Chicken for lunch&gt;Supposedly to have Swensens' Ice cream but because of some effing things it was cancelled though.&gt;Singpost to send money&gt;Met some people over at 9head&gt;Cabbed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm hurt by the words you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll prove that I'm not like those other girls outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM NOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say I'm &lt;em&gt;not at fault totally&lt;/em&gt; but can't also say I'm &lt;strong&gt;at fault totally&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope 'lil puppy will get to Singapore safely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Edited, 12:55PM/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once bitten twice shy, I admit I'm stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;But I did not believe totally.&lt;br /&gt;I can bring myself to face the fact, too.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting me upset. Although I may seem okay. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-4991947640278264636?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/4991947640278264636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=4991947640278264636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4991947640278264636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/4991947640278264636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/will-i-be-scammed.html' title='Will I be scammed?'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-1496920076491828156</id><published>2009-07-10T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:37:20.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran out of words.</title><content type='html'>Laoniang is damn pissed right now. Some effing aunties who cheat me? Cheat both my money and my feelings. -'- Waste my four hours of efforts and hardwork today. I'll hang pigheads on your door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some people who simply don't have a heart at all. Can't you feel a sense of urgency that I'm having? I was so urgent and you .. Don't wanna help just forget it. &lt;strong&gt;I turned to the wrong person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How 'bout my puppy, argh. I'm really desperate right now okay! Willing to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, if my Nuffnang appears, do help me to click on them. Your kindness is appreciated thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed that I feel like whacking anyone that pisses me off further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-1496920076491828156?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/1496920076491828156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=1496920076491828156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1496920076491828156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/1496920076491828156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/ran-out-of-words.html' title='Ran out of words.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-7101447494411503443</id><published>2009-07-09T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:59:09.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are not alone.</title><content type='html'>School&gt;Northpoint for lunch with Houjie, Junyi, Yanxu, Choonkuang.&gt;Acc. Yanxu to get his comics&gt;Popular&gt;Library to borrow some books on pets, for reference. :)&gt;Homesweethome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so excited, I want my yorkie to come soon! Owner please reply me asap, I'm getting so impatient!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tag replies:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7Bs-Hskay: Linked! Long time no see oh.&lt;br /&gt;Xuemin: Thanks, girl. Loveyou, see you soon! Reaaaaal soon.&lt;br /&gt;AliciaLim: Daughhhhtter. Loveyou ah, become bad already hor. Tsks!&lt;br /&gt;Monkey: Thanks for your tag monkey! Loves yoh.&lt;br /&gt;XiaoBeN: Helllloo! Shocked to see your tag. Anyway thanks, very long time no see already la! You die go whereeee. :(&lt;br /&gt;Lynn: Thanks yoh Twin, but you can't only care about me ma! You've him to care about too, jealous la. Your love cannot for me only! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EDITED, 9:57 PM/&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY. Me, Laoniang, is super happy now because me, Laoniang found a job! And hopefully me, laoniang is turning wealthy. ;))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-7101447494411503443?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/7101447494411503443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=7101447494411503443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7101447494411503443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/7101447494411503443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are-not-alone.html' title='You are not alone.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-536219266096478664</id><published>2009-07-08T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T20:01:21.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No longer myself.'/><title type='text'>I used to know you so well.</title><content type='html'>School makes me tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm doing, seriously. Giving that blur look to my parents everyday when I get home. I really don't know what's wrong with me. Daddy has changed. After his birthday, he changed into another person. A person who I don't think it's the Dad that doted on me that much. Every single things he'll raise his voice. I'm really very tired of coping with my own things, seriously tired. I hope I could stop moving for a 'lil while. It's not easy for me to manage both my studies and relationships with people/family, y'see. I've been so liveless at home. I totally feel like I lost my soul. I don't feel energetic at home at all, unlike the Felicia that's in school/outside. I really feel exhausted, really. I already got tired of my life, getting reprimanded for &lt;strong&gt;every single thing&lt;/strong&gt;. I know, I'm &lt;em&gt;useless.&lt;/em&gt; Right now everyone's demanding a lot from me. For example, Z, and my Dad. &lt;em&gt;Sigh, I'm already at my wits' end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Save me... I'm drowning. I'm feeling so breathless, so hard to take in oxygen. Unhappyness that I bottled up, it's choking me. It's choking up till my throat now. Save me, anyone? I feel like breaking down. I know I'm not excellent either in studies or managing my own relationships...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope to close my eyes and never get to realise or feel anything anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to let those tears fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because somebody doesn't love you the way you want, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have. - Anonymous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-536219266096478664?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/536219266096478664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=536219266096478664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/536219266096478664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/536219266096478664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-used-to-know-you-so-well.html' title='I used to know you so well.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6077038751086205936.post-5784563620296340706</id><published>2009-07-07T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:44:07.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went through the hurricanes.</title><content type='html'>Hi humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super duper elated right now. *Big wide smiles.* Because I'm becoming a mummy soon! I meant, mother of one. :) I'm adopting a puppy as my child! It's really adorable and I really love it 2bits! I'm so gonna adopt it. The puppy's located at Cameron now, as the owner is there for business trip. However their work load isn't that less, so they neglected the pups and now they're giving out for adoptions. And I'm soooooooo gonna adopt it! Although it costs me a 'lil money for that 'lil cute baby to be transported over here, and need to go through a lot of procedures. I'm super happy, really! Blogger's being a bitch, not allowing me to upload my picts. So I'm not able to let you all see the picts. :( But I swear it's adorable, it's still quite young. It's only 12 weeks old! My goodness. Loveeee it. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting that dumbass twin later. (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy birthday, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6077038751086205936-5784563620296340706?l=peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/feeds/5784563620296340706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6077038751086205936&amp;postID=5784563620296340706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5784563620296340706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6077038751086205936/posts/default/5784563620296340706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peanutbuttertoasts.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-through-hurricanes.html' title='Went through the hurricanes.'/><author><name>I'm Felicia!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06993312427973641565</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1F1b5WAs2rU/Si9CzaQbuCI/AAAAAAAAAyM/-84eQ7sBzOI/S220/381.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
