<?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-25680003</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:10:01.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cookies and cream/ chocolate fudge/ rum and raisin</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114943306471891603</id><published>2006-06-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:57:44.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am down with a flu and it seems to be aggravating. :(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;but i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;because james is sick too.&lt;br /&gt;(JINX)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114931906533681070</id><published>2006-06-03T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T18:38:57.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think about you baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I dream about you all the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's only you and me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEE TWOHILLLLLLLLL :):):):)&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/25680003-114931906533681070?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114931906533681070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114931906533681070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114931906533681070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114931906533681070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-here-without-you-baby-but-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114926549678670518</id><published>2006-06-03T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:24:56.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am sooo superrrrrrrrr..EXHAUSTED.&lt;br /&gt;i came home at around 3 plus last night. i met up with james, mitch and another one of mitch's friend, nic. this pretty cool guy who'd make an awesome psychiatrist. We all had a good talk at e prata shop. for hours. this world cant get any smaller. everyone knows a common someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wardrobe's in an absolute mess! but i am so tired, i couldnt care less.&lt;br /&gt;My best friends (aly and denise) came over after dinner and we played dress up.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun as usual, with our bimbotic antiques, and taking those crazy pics.&lt;br /&gt;i'd miss them so badly cos i doubt we'll be meeting up anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh im gonna meet isabel for the 2nd time this week..yay!&lt;br /&gt;there's gonna be a gathering over at her place tmr.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess serious muggin shall start on sunday! :(:(:(&lt;br /&gt;(triply sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i shall randomly proclaim my love for aaaaaaaaaaaaaabbbbbbbbbbbbbbby!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;thats Happy's new name.&lt;br /&gt;funny how happpy evolved into "abby".&lt;br /&gt;he's the cutest thing alive. and i LOVE ABBY! (abby, my cutesy puppaye) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not the milk and cheerios in your spoon..so tis' goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114926549678670518?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114926549678670518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114926549678670518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114926549678670518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114926549678670518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-sooo-superrrrrrrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114909255470267261</id><published>2006-06-01T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T00:22:34.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i know im the stupidest girl alive.&lt;br /&gt;it's him again.&lt;br /&gt;and he has made the third come-back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met him by chance at mos last night and we took off to the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;i cant keep going back to him and it's so hard to let him in.&lt;br /&gt;cos i know he'll slam the breaks again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114909255470267261?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114909255470267261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114909255470267261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114909255470267261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114909255470267261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-know-im-stupidest-girl-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114650248884052508</id><published>2006-05-02T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:54:48.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a quick wrap up to my super-uber fun packed weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT- i went shopping with my dear aly. and we brought almost the entire store of clothes with us into the fitting rooms. we had so much fun,but it's not that we love to see each other naked!&lt;br /&gt;it feels like i havent done any serious shopping for god knows when. til that day when we visited every single store, and the end wasn't even enough. i wanna shop somemore. but who's gonna gimme the moneyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met up with Denise at citylink and we headed to Raffles hotel for dinner. I've never been there with my friends before. BUT OMG. the ribs were goooooooooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the cookie counter, the waiter asked " Do you guys need me to help you take anything?"&lt;br /&gt;and i stupidly replied "yeap sure. you can help us take a picture." So, those ediots burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Raffles hotel and walked a thousand miles to the Esplanade.  it was as though we were in gothems city for a while before we reached the esplanade because there was this huge white light that stretched across the dark sky and we had no idea where it came from. but the whole gothems city thing was aly's silly idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUN- I met up with my childhood buddies - Eevin, Isa and Nithya and we went to catch Aquamarine. i'll give a million stars for that show. That guy's extremely hot and the dumb blondes totally beautiful! i wouldnt mind marrying either of them, or both!&lt;br /&gt;Then, i met daryl for dinner at chomps! and we headed down to liquidkitchen for some drinks.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice catching up cos we've only met once this year!&lt;br /&gt;i met up with James at bean just before midnight.&lt;br /&gt;And so i've concluded that im officially short and FAT cos he said that my cheeks are getting bigggger! okay. he's not the only one. cos those were the very first thing which aly said when i met her on sat! this is super upsetting =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY- i had a wonderful lunch at sushi tei with my family in gardens and then i spent a couple of hours chilling at bean with my bro! We are definitely gonna get a pup by daddy's day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS BACK TO SCHOOL TMR. to my wonderful buddddddy (you know who you are). words cant describe just how much you mean to me!! *lovee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114650248884052508?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114650248884052508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114650248884052508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114650248884052508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114650248884052508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/quick-wrap-up-to-my-super-uber-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114624905683787546</id><published>2006-04-29T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T02:30:56.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i MUST blog about today before it finally ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rits and i have about 4 eye candies in common - egg tart, manly man, buns, macaroni. (what dumb names we have for them)&lt;br /&gt;yay our tastes are growing similar!&lt;br /&gt;Today's so full of shit.. pretty much of good shit.&lt;br /&gt;It was just me and my nonsense, and rits being tortured by my stupid actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.&lt;br /&gt;my ultimate i candy sorta tapped my head and walked away today.&lt;br /&gt;He was being playful i suppose. Believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;OMG that was the BEST part of school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And buns was as usual, going on about his buns and what was up with me whacking his buns the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i realise this entry is so super random cos my brain has stopped functioning.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;And so im finally going to do some serious shopping tomorrow and then head down to chijmes..:)&lt;br /&gt;i am pretty much excited!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114624905683787546?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114624905683787546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114624905683787546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114624905683787546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114624905683787546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-must-blog-about-today-before-it.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114519943478243103</id><published>2006-04-16T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:00:58.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13th april: the day i lost 95 bucks to a fucking hour glass clock at molecule. i swear it wasnt my fault it crashed! the base was already lose when i held it up. it mustve been some kinda hoax cos the sales people made me pay for it and they claimed that it was non-repairable . but they were so wrong, cos my mom managed to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;okay. so that incident has finally wrapped up the entire chain of unfortunate events that happened that week. the loss of my wallet, my watch, and my 95 bucks. well, anyways.. im over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th april was totally a freaky day! On our way back home, sarah bumped into her parents at the interchange. That wasnt so bad cos they didnt spot her there but then, she had to bump into her sis down at the train station. how weird is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways, sarah took me to the esplanade rooftop that day. OMG it was damn beautiful. i didnt wanna leave that place. i cant believe ive never been there before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th april : The start of a Sunny Beginning.&lt;br /&gt;i met my i candy on the bus and we actually talked! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;this is freakay. cos i seem to see him everywhere i go. but they were just his and byes.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my SuperBimbos (Aly and Denise) for dinner in gardens.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. we had so much to say and do. we were totally our crazy selves that day. Can u imagine we actually took pics of our boobs in a restaurant?!&lt;br /&gt;Then after, they came over to my place and we had some drinks. WE were totally acting like CRAZY girlies that night! And Denise was so stupidddddd.&lt;br /&gt;okay here's what she said when my mom asked&lt;br /&gt;"is the glass half-filled with kahluas?"&lt;br /&gt;and so she replied, "no.. it's fresh milk!"&lt;br /&gt;and then aly and i just burst out laughing at her for being that bimbotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the monday blues are just sinking in. i am so jealous of mitchell! if it isnt for school, i'll prob be hanging out with him at harry's tonight.Aww. i really miss the drinking sessions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114519943478243103?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114519943478243103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114519943478243103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114519943478243103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114519943478243103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/13th-april-day-i-lost-95-bucks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114485289717293657</id><published>2006-04-12T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T22:41:37.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY ECONS TEACHER IS A FUCKING WHOREHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;Her dressing sucks, her lessons are boring and she deliberately picks on me. I HATE HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can ya'll believe it?&lt;br /&gt;i lost my wallet on monday.&lt;br /&gt;left my uniform to rot in school overnight yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;and now, my white guess watch has gone MISSING!&lt;br /&gt;this is soooooo heartbreaking. seems like im losing everythin!!&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is wrong with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114485289717293657?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114485289717293657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114485289717293657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114485289717293657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114485289717293657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-econs-teacher-is-fucking-whorehead.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114467210962864342</id><published>2006-04-10T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T20:28:29.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear school's a dead place.&lt;br /&gt;everyday im just waiting for the time when i can finally get back home.&lt;br /&gt;i guess the thing that keeps me thriving is the thought of hanging out with my buddies outside school,and that's when i can be my real self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with James. A after school today.&lt;br /&gt;We went for lunch at gardens mac.&lt;br /&gt;Okay im not sure if im getting paranoid or whatever but i feel like my cheeks are gonna be the size of a sesame bun in no time cos all i'll ever do is SLEEP after a meal.&lt;br /&gt;that sucks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114467210962864342?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114467210962864342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114467210962864342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114467210962864342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114467210962864342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-swear-schools-dead-place.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114459053266185497</id><published>2006-04-09T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:48:52.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i dont have to go to school for fucking-ever!&lt;br /&gt;My homework has been left to rot over the weekends and i have done literally ZERO work.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why but i havent been in the mood for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, nothing seems to be going MY WAY anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's another day without HER.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114459053266185497?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114459053266185497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114459053266185497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114459053266185497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114459053266185497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-wish-i-dont-have-to-go-to-school-for.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114456524987068727</id><published>2006-04-09T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:52:41.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how much i HATE school.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to get out of this hell-hole!&lt;br /&gt;i really wish my rits honey gets back.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just die without her and i cant help pulling a long gloomy face whenever she's not around.&lt;br /&gt;i miss bullying her!&lt;br /&gt;And i dont care if she calls me a psycho! HAHA. cos disturbing her's the only way to wipe out that boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i heart you BUDDY BUDDY. get well soon!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Jonathan's birthday. Not that super jerk though im not sure if he's one like the other but im sure he isn't cos no one can ever beat him to being a player! i mean it!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Isabel, Eevin, Nithya, Ram and the other babies were in the room while our parents were outside drinking and gambling away. We kinda had our own fun because there was Jon to do his Monkey Businesss!! haha. it was pretty funny though it got someone awfully pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's kinda funny how my bestie's cous turned out to be my ex bf and now, it's time for a change. I sense that something's gonna brew between my beloved bro and my lovely bestie.&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, i'll have one more friend who's gonna get hitched. i'll be left in the dumps.&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine myself being with another guy!! oh wait. according to james, that's a common line comin from me, but he thinks that's just bullshit. But well, im so sure that's real this time cos' im so convinced that there isn't a single good guy left on this planet. Jon Y. being a bastard himself, has assured me. TOTALLY. Besides, i've had enough nonsense this year and it's time for a redirection.And i guess eev and denise have had enough too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you wanna come back into my life, i just want you out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114456524987068727?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114456524987068727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114456524987068727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114456524987068727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114456524987068727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/omg-you-have-no-idea-how-much-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25680003.post-114452512497907623</id><published>2006-04-09T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T03:38:44.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welcome to my blog! it's brand new!&lt;br /&gt;my old one has been left to rot for ages!&lt;br /&gt;so it's time i start a new one, so that i can rant about whatever i want, like anything at all that's going on in my pretty or not so pretty life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25680003-114452512497907623?l=glitzygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114452512497907623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25680003&amp;postID=114452512497907623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114452512497907623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25680003/posts/default/114452512497907623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glitzygirl.blogspot.com/2006/04/welcome-to-my-blog-its-brand-new-my_08.html' title=''/><author><name>christinecharlottelee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04714290479572451988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
