<?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-9335452</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:29:24.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 desperate minutes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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>288</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-6296765529473335917</id><published>2011-04-09T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T16:29:42.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am gonna make a change for once in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ySR29ttQBoQ?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-6296765529473335917?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/6296765529473335917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=6296765529473335917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6296765529473335917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6296765529473335917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-gonna-make-change-for-once-in-my_09.html' title='i am gonna make a change for once in my life'/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ySR29ttQBoQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-5408112923901545226</id><published>2008-08-24T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T02:27:54.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh Goodness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello pals greetings on a saturday night to all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygawl i just woke up from my couch when i am suppose to persevere through the night without watching the teevee and of course NOT to sleep. But apparently ya not doing so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you couldn't believe i have shit loads of work to do when the block is officially over. goodness how am i going to finish all thezeee within 2 fucking days oh no not, 1 and a half day? I have a solution in mind thou like delay my submission thats the only way out. whatever i am going to choing right now. goodbye buddies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but damn theres a distraction right there a rather important messenger conversation.&lt;br /&gt;i am off now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-5408112923901545226?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/5408112923901545226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=5408112923901545226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5408112923901545226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5408112923901545226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-goodness-hello-pals-greetings-on.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-1935679552142130205</id><published>2008-07-19T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:45:10.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;work it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh where do i start?  It has been a while that I've decided to place my ass down on the chair and write about my life well if you wanna know- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its disastrous&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a dreadful and blood sucking week i had. I am still in the midst of recovering, having said that, i am gonna anticipate a bloody hectic and the oh-my-fuck-god-i-am-gonna-be-dead-meat week ahead!  I need rescue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh really i have to construct garments, this is what i am here for- to construct garments. To make the impossible possible. I am in a plunge of despair whenever i realized i need to start on something. But all i can do is to let agitation fermenting inside me and helplessly sit and figure things out. Yea sit and look at my classmates with admiration and wonder why can't i be like them. Why can't i have more talent in making clothes and why can't i be less reckless, patient, neat and tidy? I can't seem to work it out seriously, it really challenged me this time. I have to tone down in total defeat and tell myself i am such a loser- a stupid loser. Now, i need to know what to do next, whats the next step but what if i can't even answer myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i feel so lousy these days i can't seem to do well in this, not that i am hard to myself but seriously i can't understand a tad bit of the construction. I need alot of experimenting but damn i've got no time. Time is an issue, producing it is an issue, a good one or a bad one, so much pressure,  tell me what should i do. fuck it or work it? Of course work it but yea theres always a but. Maybe now i've no time to think of but, i need a instant solution and salvation! I hope i can have a better week so i think i better rest enough so i could hold on to those heavy and intense emotions when the disaster  hits me, which i think likely it will come. Oh come on, i am dealing with sewing machines what is it not gonna happen? I am already sensing something bad....let alone facing it. pray for me dear brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blissful- totally blissful. I am having the whole house all by myself from now on means 1206am to the next 8am in the morning. With no noise, purely peace and with the voice of Racheal Yamagata without somebody asking me to tune the volume down. Great. I don't have to tolerate the voices of honkie speaking canto- momsy's favourite hk dramas that she can't live w/o and sister always stinking the bathroom after releasing her anal. I can drink all the packets of green tea in the fridge all by myself and channel 16 myself silly in front of the tv as long as i want without anybody interrupting me. Most importantly, nobody can rush me off when i bathe and mom can't creep into my room in the middle of the night to switch off my air con cause she wants to save the earth but the truth is to save bloody electrical bills.  I really hate it! Now i can have a peaceful bath as long as i want and have a blissful night.  Perfectttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now i am happy with a book of Sophie Kinsella which never fails to tickle my laughing bone and my priceless privacy, wouldn't it be nice?&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/9335452-1935679552142130205?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/1935679552142130205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=1935679552142130205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1935679552142130205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1935679552142130205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-it-oh-where-do-i-start-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-7068453633584320585</id><published>2008-07-01T01:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T01:08:44.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weekend was splendid!&lt;br /&gt;good food + tobacco loving +  good company=  absolutely orgasmic!&lt;br /&gt;max brenner couldn't make us stop smiling and the bloody korean bbq's taste is still lingering in my mouth oh damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've absolutely no time for grieving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've laid my fingers on Sophie Kinsella! I thought i've gotten the shopaholic series but no is the undomestic goddess! i know is such a irony to read that cause i am zee domestic goddess! alas... no harm finding instant entertainment yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr start of a brand new block and i am totally dreading it cause i have to face the bloody morning crowd! No, chin up bess everything is gonna be beautiful...  embrace your new block with a positive mind. And is bed time now so good night buds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-7068453633584320585?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7068453633584320585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7068453633584320585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7068453633584320585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7068453633584320585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-time-my-weekend-was-splendid-good.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-5018224603812623151</id><published>2008-06-21T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:24:21.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS\\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvlntsRt0I/AAAAAAAAADk/AKzgIppajKk/s1600-h/x+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvlntsRt0I/AAAAAAAAADk/AKzgIppajKk/s400/x+126.jpg" alt="" 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catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvkCjCV6TI/AAAAAAAAADM/R79M0x2S4eg/s1600-h/x+121s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvkCjCV6TI/AAAAAAAAADM/R79M0x2S4eg/s400/x+121s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214011726027417906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvjycnHemI/AAAAAAAAADE/_Lf77UCCDps/s1600-h/x+104s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvjycnHemI/AAAAAAAAADE/_Lf77UCCDps/s400/x+104s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214011449424706146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvjnOgTQII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D0-RQ03iu0A/s1600-h/x+103s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvjnOgTQII/AAAAAAAAAC8/D0-RQ03iu0A/s400/x+103s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214011256659460226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvjaVeY3YI/AAAAAAAAAC0/P2CEOj4T674/s1600-h/x+045s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvjaVeY3YI/AAAAAAAAAC0/P2CEOj4T674/s400/x+045s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214011035192188290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvjIeVDQEI/AAAAAAAAACs/VCcVPa26KAA/s1600-h/x+027s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvjIeVDQEI/AAAAAAAAACs/VCcVPa26KAA/s400/x+027s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214010728331296834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvnC8iWYjI/AAAAAAAAADs/OTpWzLRfXOk/s1600-h/x+026s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvnC8iWYjI/AAAAAAAAADs/OTpWzLRfXOk/s400/x+026s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214015031407436338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My obsession with letterbox has gone wild. I am diggin' them. Taken from the streets from novena to old school. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvi8orBaQI/AAAAAAAAACk/RetyM-Tt1xE/s1600-h/x+026s.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-5018224603812623151?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/5018224603812623151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=5018224603812623151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5018224603812623151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5018224603812623151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/06/ps-my-obsession-with-letterbox-has-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFvlntsRt0I/AAAAAAAAADk/AKzgIppajKk/s72-c/x+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-4804269876682007574</id><published>2008-06-18T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:03:21.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;where do i start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sooo many many many pictures to post up, but i have no idea where to start.&lt;br /&gt;maybe this is a goood start yea? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFkEF-SjjsI/AAAAAAAAACc/XxzzCr-Sk78/s1600-h/IMG_0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFkEF-SjjsI/AAAAAAAAACc/XxzzCr-Sk78/s400/IMG_0516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213202544324742850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't she look absolutely adorable like a unicorn on power rider? i love you muchos humbao! hahaha she never fails to crack me up. I FUCKING LOVE YOU! MUUUAAAHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO LOSE SOME FRIGGIN' WEIGHT&lt;br /&gt;i gonna live on veggies and water&lt;br /&gt;i won't die friends don't freak out&lt;br /&gt;i want to be as light as i can float weeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;DON'T FREAK OUT FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beckon to work! f***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-4804269876682007574?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/4804269876682007574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=4804269876682007574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/4804269876682007574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/4804269876682007574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/06/where-do-i-start-ive-sooo-many-many.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/SFkEF-SjjsI/AAAAAAAAACc/XxzzCr-Sk78/s72-c/IMG_0516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-7862229991670030295</id><published>2008-06-18T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T15:21:01.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ay ya ya ya ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Get out of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Outta my, outta my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Want you outta my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Outta my, outta my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get outta my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Outta my outta my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Want you outta my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Outta my, outta my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is insane but i like it like that.&lt;br /&gt;you rock lad yo ashlee! HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ay ya ya ya ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're talking way too much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You tell me one more time how I should live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear I'll bite your head off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am who I am And I can't be no one else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You got nothing left to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep your comments to yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awww! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-7862229991670030295?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7862229991670030295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7862229991670030295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7862229991670030295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7862229991670030295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/06/ay-ya-ya-ya-ya-get-out-of-my-head-outta.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-6530150425462926674</id><published>2008-06-04T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T01:10:35.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3rd June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just ended my really short term break. that felt so long.&lt;br /&gt;nah not just long, long and really meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that i just lost 2 of my utmost important friends this month.&lt;br /&gt;they left me-&lt;br /&gt;not forever but just meantime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Is better no leave than to be left behind." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, i was just standing outside the glass doors of the departure area waving goodbyes to my dearest best friend. Seeing her pulling her luggage and glamorously walk down the path to her flight. And when the moment i stopped seeing her i know i gonna be left alone. I even looked back, and i don't see any more familiar faces. Everything felt so real like a big part of me wanting to pull her back. What pain me most is when the 2 love birds had their last kiss goodbye. It killed me utterly. It is worst than any Korean sappy dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last hug never felt so tight and warm. I could sense that she wants to stay badly but she had to go.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want her to stay even more badly and so does everybody else. &lt;/span&gt;The tears i see in everybody faces pierce me through so deeply. And brett holding back his tears but still could see the redness in his eyes from all the dried tears. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know this is gonna be hard, nobody likes to be left behind. Maybe when we turned older, we have our own lives to lead. Leaving could be a biggest difficulty that we need to overcome. Cheer up buddies out there.  And  chin up bess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My beloved friend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything goes fine with you there. We were so alike, i know you will feel the same way as i do. And you know you can call me whenever you want and i am sure to be there for you anytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will love you till the end of time and look forward to your return. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_6267.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 588px;" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/IMG_6267.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bdae005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 387px; height: 516px;" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/bdae005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     A strangled smile fell from your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It kills me that I hurt you this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The worst part is that I didn't even know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now there's a million reasons for you to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But if you can find a reason to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll do whatever it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To turn this around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what's at stake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that I've let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if you give me a chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Believe that I can change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll keep us together whatever it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She said "If we're gonna make this work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You gotta let me inside even though it hurts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't hide the broken parts that I need to see" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She said "Like it or not it's the way it's gotta be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll do whatever it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To turn this around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what's at stake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that I've let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if you give me a chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And give me a break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll keep us together, I know you deserve much better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But remember the time I told you the way that I felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I'd be lost without you and never find myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's hold onto each other above everything else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Start over, start over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll do whatever it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To turn this around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know what's at stake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know I've let you down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And if you give me a chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and believe that I can change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll keep us together whatever it takes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/l/2147448828.jpg" height="1" width="1" /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=homeclub012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 391px; height: 518px;" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/homeclub012.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda, regardless, you will still be on my mind whenever it comes to crazy parties and girls night out. I hope you know this is what you really want to do and the girlies will be by your side at all cost. I will remember you like how you will remember me dear. One girl down and you know we will gonna miss you like crazy bees so please call us up often and don't fall sick so much cause our heart will ache. I miss you muchos&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-6530150425462926674?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/6530150425462926674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=6530150425462926674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6530150425462926674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6530150425462926674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/04/3rd-june-ive-just-ended-my-really-short.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-8630458531844954022</id><published>2008-05-02T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:39:07.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;GALLERY : {n} / plural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRE-SALES ON NOW!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n529316285_835572_2595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/n529316285_835572_2595.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n529316285_835565_581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/n529316285_835565_581.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n529316285_835566_897.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/n529316285_835566_897.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n529316285_835567_1171.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/n529316285_835567_1171.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n529316285_835568_1454.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/n529316285_835568_1454.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n529316285_835569_1740.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/n529316285_835569_1740.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n529316285_835570_2028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/n529316285_835570_2028.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=n529316285_835571_2314.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/n529316285_835571_2314.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ladies and gentlemen they are all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;painstakingly &lt;/span&gt;sewed and designed by a group of humble and passionate TP ADM students. So please &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;show us some love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... your dedication will determine our success. friends you don't wanna see me collapse do you? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/9335452-8630458531844954022?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/8630458531844954022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=8630458531844954022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8630458531844954022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8630458531844954022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/05/gallery-n-plural-pre-sales-on-now.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-5030537924564389263</id><published>2008-05-01T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:04:39.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panic bessie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gawl today was one of my worst day since the start of school.&lt;br /&gt;Everything i did or wanting to do are out of place and time.&lt;br /&gt;I really had no idea why did i get myself into this miserable life of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i was late for class followed by i didn't managed to finish my assignment last night cause i bloody slept where as others mug till early morning. I SLEPT! really feel like slapping myself next time if i ever feel like sleeping when i have submission the next day. Never mind, calm down, so i head off to finish what i have left. As Predicted to be a crazy day, right after i finished my work, me and stacy dashed to Arab street for fabrics. It has been 3 days consecutively that we didn't have a pleasant prober table meal, how pathetic!? Is that what we consider " a life of a retailer/ designer?" &lt;br /&gt;no shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew off from Arab street to school and continue proposing our ideas and merchandise and sew and draft. UNTIL darling Amanda reminded me about my submission at 5! goddamnit   it was 5.40 already, after printing twas 6? submission box was gone, lecturer was gone, no body can help and i am devastated. The frown on my face was just not enough to vent my anger and expressed out my grief. Angry that i allow myself to forget such an important submission, Just worried and really worried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having not to spend enough time with friends is really killing me. Friends out there i really miss ya all! Sometimes i can get so drifted away by school work till i forgot the importance of my friend's company. Oh well school's holiday is coming up soon i will give a serious thought to my making up time :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright for now, just sew just sew...just sew...just sew....&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/9335452-5030537924564389263?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/5030537924564389263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=5030537924564389263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5030537924564389263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5030537924564389263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/04/panic-bessie-gawl-today-was-one-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-7204469861039898824</id><published>2008-04-03T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T00:29:17.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shawty you wanna party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;phew&lt;br /&gt;the teeshirt is finally done&lt;br /&gt;check it out yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=onitsukatigercopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/onitsukatigercopy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had some time to put zee peektures together.&lt;br /&gt;so folks, i shall let the awesome pictures fill in your curiosity of what i have done at SFW O8'&lt;br /&gt;and for those who miss me, i miss ya'll too! muaah&lt;br /&gt;ciao for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sfwcollage1copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/sfwcollage1copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sfwcollage2copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/sfwcollage2copy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;current=sfwcollage3copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/sfwcollage3copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-7204469861039898824?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7204469861039898824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7204469861039898824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7204469861039898824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7204469861039898824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/04/shawty-you-wanna-party-phew-teeshirt-is.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-7926605702625295028</id><published>2008-03-31T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T03:57:13.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3:45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" src="http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://www.esnips.com//nsdoc/c74beab0-53a4-4058-b7ce-d17af53e8245&amp;amp;theName=Like You'll Never See Me Again&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://www.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf" height="94" width="328"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; padding-left: 2px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold;" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&amp;amp;objectid=c74beab0-53a4-4058-b7ce-d17af53e8245"&gt;     Get this widget &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/c74beab0-53a4-4058-b7ce-d17af53e8245/Like-Youll-Never-See-Me-Again/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue"&gt;     Track details  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: 7px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;|&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&amp;amp;cid=player_dna&amp;amp;url=/socialdna"&gt;         eSnips Social     &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How many really know what love is?&lt;br /&gt;Millions never will&lt;br /&gt;Do you know until you lose it&lt;br /&gt;That it’s everything that we are looking for&lt;br /&gt;When I wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;You’re beside me&lt;br /&gt;I’m so thankful that I found&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I been looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like a technician instead of a person who wants to sew. Bloody machine always screwed up on me like the f**king 32435435th times. Machine needs rest and i am gonna shut eye in less than 10minutes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight buddies!&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/9335452-7926605702625295028?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7926605702625295028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7926605702625295028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7926605702625295028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7926605702625295028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/03/345-get-this-widget-track-details.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-1082181615022270177</id><published>2008-03-25T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T04:25:27.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;get me going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bess just keep breathing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i am learning to get over obstacles that deeply arouse my state of mood.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i am learning to accept people of who they are.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i am learning to keep my stand firm and not let anything to move me.&lt;br /&gt;I am learning not to be disappointed with people who i have choose not to see anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I am learning to accept all the pain you've brought to me.&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;Every chance I've got, i am learning not to look back and get life going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that i did not fight for, do you think i am worth to have it?&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am all wrong about my life is out of place, it has always been in place. I am moving everyday and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really dampened my mood but i am accepting it.&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna let anything that steal my joy away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wBbeI2k3I/AAAAAAAAABs/ah2H8TdkrMc/s1600-h/wooo+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wBbeI2k3I/AAAAAAAAABs/ah2H8TdkrMc/s320/wooo+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182518842654888818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wBzOI2k4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ep5br-vZV00/s1600-h/wooo+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wBzOI2k4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/Ep5br-vZV00/s320/wooo+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182519250676781954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wCLuI2k5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QP--OLlvvQU/s1600-h/wooo+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wCLuI2k5I/AAAAAAAAAB8/QP--OLlvvQU/s320/wooo+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182519671583576978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wCieI2k6I/AAAAAAAAACE/PKeESh8CaN0/s1600-h/wooo+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wCieI2k6I/AAAAAAAAACE/PKeESh8CaN0/s320/wooo+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182520062425600930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank god for the homies who spent the night with me with so much love and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed with awesome friends around me in times of difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;love ya all'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-1082181615022270177?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/1082181615022270177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=1082181615022270177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1082181615022270177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1082181615022270177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/03/get-me-going-bess-just-keep-breathing.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/R-wBbeI2k3I/AAAAAAAAABs/ah2H8TdkrMc/s72-c/wooo+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-4398969018899872017</id><published>2008-03-24T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T03:52:01.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;half past 3 fucking a.m.&lt;br /&gt;i am still struggling with the sketches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i make myself so busy and tired in my holiday?&lt;br /&gt;whats going on lord?&lt;br /&gt;i sketch so much and i just don't feel like doing it anymore&lt;br /&gt;i feel like breaking the pencil right now and let me decay at some corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't procrastinate,  i just don't do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes anybody wish to join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entire week, it had been unproductive. Not that it is surprising if not i won't be fretting right now darn&lt;br /&gt;damn i dread the project and the Onituska Tiger teeshirt competition is not any tad bit done or rather is not even started. To rub it in a litter, its due next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;OH GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm so screwed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like reminding myself with the list of hectic activities for the up coming week.&lt;br /&gt;perk me up plleaasseee&lt;br /&gt;like a plate of seafood pasta will do just gooood (;&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/9335452-4398969018899872017?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/4398969018899872017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=4398969018899872017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/4398969018899872017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/4398969018899872017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/03/k.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-7522974789608802293</id><published>2008-03-12T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T23:43:00.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deception is brutal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've just watched the movie closer by Jude law and Natalie Portman today.&lt;br /&gt;the plot and soundtrack were beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;in short the whole movie its about the art of lying.&lt;br /&gt;And i love every part of jude law! ok this contains a certain degree of biasness i must admit but really it is a wonderful movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised something, i am always blogging when i am feeling not so good about the day. Maybe is a way for me to untangled the mix feelings by words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/?action=view&amp;amp;current=The_Introduction_by_the23floor.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/The_Introduction_by_the23floor.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier i chanced upon this beautiful poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fate allowed our paths to cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Blue meeting blue, time stopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The emptiness filled, I no longer felt lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You smiled at me, my barriers dropping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Before long, there was love in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I wasn't afraid to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Though that glimmer of love didn't get us far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I kept thinking, someday, we'd start anew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Our friendship continued to blossom and grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And soon it was time for you to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Our goodbye was solemn, simple, voices low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But secretly inside I allowed myself to grieve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now that you've had the time to ponder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Does distance make the heart grow fonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subconsciously, it seems like my everyday was filled with you around, there is just a part of you that i would write about and think about. You became my muse in my work, my distraction when i need to focus, the cause of my emotional cycle and warmth when the weather turns cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I''ve never want that to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're taken and i am deceived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i hope you know&lt;/span&gt; the emotion that i have battled every time i am reminded of you&lt;br /&gt;i envy you as much as i ache and loathe that the fact i am allowing myself to contact you&lt;br /&gt;dear you,&lt;br /&gt;don't be dan by jude law in closer&lt;br /&gt;you know by doing this will only keep us forever apart&lt;br /&gt;i will just keep believing that one day we'd start anew.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&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/9335452-7522974789608802293?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7522974789608802293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7522974789608802293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7522974789608802293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7522974789608802293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/03/deception-is-brutal-ive-just-watched.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-6664463417176766635</id><published>2008-03-02T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T04:09:58.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to quit school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe not- you got the point.&lt;br /&gt;school screwed up my life in another words.&lt;br /&gt;they turned my friendship to sour, a empty love life, a fucked up time management, a cold relationship with family, the main cause to my fair skin and bad skin,  a unhealthy body, super ultra mood swing and unnecessary emo cycle. they are nightmare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am no perfectionist, i am not particular with the alignment as long as it look pleasantly good. i am in a design school to flaunt my creativity not here to challenge who is neater. i know neatness points down to quality of work but taa i am not that messy am i? sigh should i just resign to my fate? i am no good with measurements, i am not meticulous, i am not at all anal. I tried really hard to be neat and meticulous hell it was no fun! I took 5 god damn hours to cut perfect squares but still not getting the result i want. how discouraging! Me being me can't help but to compare, why some people takes less than half an hour can cut perfect squares and got a well deserved grade. Me putting in double effort got grades that doesn't pay off? I am human not whatever you call it workaholic or god. i still do need water and food to survive. human has the right to be imperfect and so do i. By the way i really do love imperfection. I am human in its very special way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish life can get back to its simplest form. When worries doesn't exist, when everybody is treated fairly, no fights, no arguments just peace and love. How i wish i learn not to compare and do what i am good at, just me myself and design. How i wish i can put my results aside and do my ultimate best in my work and not care what sort of grades i get.&lt;br /&gt;And you already know, all these will not happen&lt;br /&gt;good grades=good future=good money=good life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when will i learn?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-6664463417176766635?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/6664463417176766635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=6664463417176766635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6664463417176766635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6664463417176766635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-to-quit-school-ok-maybe-not-you.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-5418119834796833744</id><published>2008-02-24T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T23:30:15.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I LOST MY VERY VALUABLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALLET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn fucked up period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-5418119834796833744?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/5418119834796833744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=5418119834796833744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5418119834796833744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5418119834796833744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-lost-my-very-valuable-wallet-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-6756472785146982581</id><published>2008-02-09T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:15:46.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant take the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/?action=view&amp;amp;current=New_York_Street_by_anti_pixel.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/New_York_Street_by_anti_pixel.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this page has been too quiet for too long&lt;br /&gt;here i am again updating what i've left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i know its already 2008, what a wonderful year i had back in 07&lt;br /&gt;and now embarking on a brand new year. Always thought that a new year has began should be a brand new start for me but nevertheless i found myself still at the end of 07 racing and struggling.  I don't feel that this warm fuzzy feeling had ever left me ever since then and i believe time will slowly blur everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what i've  felt  today, made me realised  what i believed is not true. It made me feels like i am still living in my own little memory of year 07, still not moving forward and still hopelessly pending down there. Yes.. at times i just feel like getting loose from reality for a while and dream of what i really miss and now it tasted really sweeeet. Cause i have been ignoring all the hard facts and all the on goings that have been moving so fast that i just don't wish to know. Things i just don't wish to know. Just say ignorance is bliss- yes truly is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the little world of ours, we can still have some loving time for each other. We are living in two worlds apart yet feeling the same maybe telepathy does exist.  If theres nothing much to say i will just leave it as maybe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a blessed lunar year new dearest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-6756472785146982581?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/6756472785146982581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=6756472785146982581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6756472785146982581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6756472785146982581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-cant-take-distance-this-page-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2813238407082016847</id><published>2007-12-08T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T03:17:44.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my royal battlefield at Millenia walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gosh can't believe i am doing this alone! But theres always something to be thankful for, i have the ever ever awesome models, teammate laura who is away, awesome mom who drives me home and fabulous friends who gave me support and believed in me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well tomorrow will mark the end of the competition, i am all excited about it. Especially the newly created last minute look for angela, its gonna be hell crazy tmr but i bet its gonna be the peak of my life. Never engaged myself into such competitions before but definitely enriching and an eye opener for me. Learn that is never about getting the crown, is the process and the experience, the friendship gained and the sense of satisfaction. For that it is already a reason to celebrate, not gonna let myself down, nobody is gonna stop me from partying my ass off! haahaaw&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently coughing my life off now, motherf***&lt;br /&gt;very good timing huh, when i have to explain something important on stage tmr.&lt;br /&gt;hope nothing will go wrong, at least do not throw out pleaseeee :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been hell busy with these and that, so please pardon me with the lack of visuals! My pc screwed up on me again, some kind souls please offer to fix it. And and and don't forget to be down at Millenia Walk tmr at 3pm, show some love to us! Models are steaming burning hot!&lt;br /&gt;okay i better get some good rest for now and prepare for tmr's warfare! choooooooing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goooooooodnight!&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-2813238407082016847?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2813238407082016847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2813238407082016847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2813238407082016847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2813238407082016847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-royal-battlefield-at-millenia-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2662607492172583022</id><published>2007-11-21T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:25:13.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make me stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't blame me, i've got a valid reason. I ATTEMPTED to revise my Italian, after a minute, my legs just walked out by itself, so yea here i am figuring out my thoughts! Holy shit! what does this prove? Bess cannot study for nuts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well yes very true, tomorrow is gonna be the most pressurizing and demoralizing day ever ever ever! Gonna have zee ever dreading written, listening test and role play tomorrow! Lets scream "SIAO!!!" together!  Yes very crazy i know,  i do not know how am i suppose to handle and manage the stress i am going through. It seems impossible to stay clam and focus! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to face failure, knowing the fact that i can't make it and  realised i am the weakest link. OH well i have exactly 8hrs to figure and work it out! I seriously have no no no idea how am i gonna pull through the night having to memorize  those alien words in 8hrs time. NOOOOOOOOOOOway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh come on bess 2 more days! Bollywood english picnic, food galore, laughters, favourite girlies, boysome, party like a rockstar, some serious snooze,  booze and lots of loving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't freaking wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;If confidence, optimism and frankness are gonna cure my dysfunctional. &lt;br /&gt;i am willing to do anything to have it back to my life again&lt;br /&gt;like losing a piece of my flesh now, i would&lt;br /&gt;at this moment of life, feeling so naked, empty and  confuse&lt;br /&gt;i just wished that everything around me is still in place&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't seems like it, maybe being too hard is never a good thing&lt;br /&gt;people give in so much, sadly to say they only received this tiny much.&lt;br /&gt;yes i can't deny the fact that life is unfair&lt;br /&gt;and i know that the giving and receiving thing can never reach to a balance.&lt;br /&gt;reason is simple, go figure!&lt;br /&gt;human nature....tsktsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better get going! back to dreadful Italian! ciao! &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/9335452-2662607492172583022?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2662607492172583022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2662607492172583022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2662607492172583022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2662607492172583022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/11/make-me-stronger-cant-blame-me-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2795149071893815025</id><published>2007-11-09T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T12:58:42.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i came you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know where ATC leads me to?&lt;br /&gt;i do not quite know where it brings me to. but definitely somewhere you find serene and it sounds like your wildest dream!&lt;br /&gt;it is so bleak and cloudy like you're walking through the longest tunnel filled with smoke, finding your way out to somewhere beautiful and somewhere you can see your past, present and the future.&lt;br /&gt;Ponder ponder ponder... whats life? i am still constantly searching for my real identity and what i really want. But sadly, after much rumination i didn't get my conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just not yet, maybe the one didn't really exist or it might be somewhere just there.&lt;br /&gt;i do not know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things are just not right in the face and many times we can never be the best.&lt;br /&gt;Best fall, weak rise. Weak fall, best rise. And it goes on......&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, crazy writing essays days are over! OVER WOOOHOOOO&lt;br /&gt;it gets me so sick of it to the point, i just heck it totally.&lt;br /&gt;this gives me more reasons to hate myself, because if i were to continue not giving a shit to my work, grades will fall really badly and sayonara St Martins!&lt;br /&gt;Really thank you all the ever kind and lovely ones, Aaron, Zhi and Amanda for editing my horrible essays!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron died laughing by my content (not very encouraging!), totally blood sucked him with my horrible sentence structure ; let alone grammar errors  seriously. zomfg&lt;br /&gt;oh well i can never deal with words thou writing is a beautiful thing and i really really admire strong writers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much of disappointments will it lead to giving it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no please, turn back to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-2795149071893815025?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2795149071893815025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2795149071893815025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2795149071893815025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2795149071893815025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-came-you-left-you-know-what-atc-leads.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-5061151876306433056</id><published>2007-11-06T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T22:02:23.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;room for decision: choices&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;theres always something worth living for &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to be thankful for.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how many times have i struggled to breathe and wanting to scream my lungs out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i always considered myself as a rather optimistic and positive person because i don't tear easily.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i smile more than i frown, i laugh more than i cry, i joke more than i say awful emo crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it has been a good 4 months, i always thought i grew up and could use a different approach to handle this issue that has been bugging me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can i be so silly to be blinded by all these? or was it i am just nonchalant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or was it when i had hopes and believe for something that i am sure is the best for me, i just refuse to let it slide off my chest? too many doubts in my thought that i rather not persist looking into. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted to treat it lightly, instead it doubled the impact &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it pained me too much to even could bring me back onto track. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dear if you hear me, could you just do me a favour? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't think my mind could take this any longer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your shadow living in my heart is been here way too long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something that doesn't belong to me shouldn't be here at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please let the shadow turn grey and disperse into thin air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause all i want is not a shadow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna feel flesh, reality and genuineness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;steadfastly and refuse to let anything that steal your joy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;choose to be happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you will be  &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/9335452-5061151876306433056?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/5061151876306433056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=5061151876306433056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5061151876306433056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5061151876306433056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/11/room-for-decision-choices-theres-always.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-8750884663408083509</id><published>2007-10-25T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T21:14:27.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could keep you&lt;br /&gt;really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know no matter how psyched, busy, overloaded, happy, pleased, tired or troubled i am &lt;br /&gt;i will still have a small part of you in me.&lt;br /&gt;somewhere just there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in my heart i figured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the pencils&lt;br /&gt;back to fears, panic and endless worries&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-8750884663408083509?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/8750884663408083509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=8750884663408083509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8750884663408083509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8750884663408083509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/10/would-you-i-wish-i-could-keep-you.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-3220905012549533751</id><published>2007-10-24T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T07:19:56.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" &gt;guess you always understood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you’re doing fine out without me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘Cause I’m not doing so good without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The things I thought you’d never know about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Were the things I guess you always understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So how could I have been so blind for all these years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guess I only see the truth through all this fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And living without you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everything I had in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all that I’ll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It could all fall down around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just as long as I have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right here by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can’t take another day without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘Cause baby, I could never make it on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ve been waiting so long, just to hold you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And be back in your arms where I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry I can’t always find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But everything I’ve ever know gets swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inside of your love…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everything I had in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all that I’ll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It could all fall down around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just as long as I have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right here by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As the days grow long I see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That time is standing still for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you’re not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry I can’t always find the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everything I’ve ever known gets swept away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inside of your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everything I had in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all that I’ll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It could all fall down around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just as long as I have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right here by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everything I had in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all that I’ll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It could all fall down around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just as long as I have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right here by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 am at this hour when i am sneezing and dripping mucus all over&lt;br /&gt;just wish you will be right here with me&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats too demanding&lt;br /&gt;perhaps just cheer me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feelings just a spur of moment&lt;br /&gt;no it kinda stuck in a moment for me&lt;br /&gt;and i can't get out of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 1 more drawing to complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i just want to dieeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-3220905012549533751?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/3220905012549533751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=3220905012549533751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/3220905012549533751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/3220905012549533751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/10/guess-you-always-understood-i-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-6213575585326376280</id><published>2007-10-16T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T00:44:51.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fix it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If I could take you away&lt;br /&gt;Pretend I was queen&lt;br /&gt;What would you say&lt;br /&gt;Would you think I'm unreal&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody's got their way I should feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love, for real&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love for real&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's falling, and I am included in that&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I try to be just okay&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but all I ever really wanted&lt;br /&gt;Was a little piece of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love, for real&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be alright&lt;br /&gt;If you just stay the night&lt;br /&gt;Please, sir, don't you walk away, don't you walk away, don't you walk away&lt;br /&gt;Please, sir, don't you walk away, don't you walk away, don't you walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love, for real&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love, for real&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's talking how I, can't, can't be your love&lt;br /&gt;But I want, want, want to be your love&lt;br /&gt;Want to be your love for real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be your love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachel Yamagata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics,tunes and her voice just turned me down so low&lt;br /&gt;but i just can't control but to repeat it over and over again&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel, think deep deeper deepest, wander and drift&lt;br /&gt;i hate to feel this way&lt;br /&gt;yet i need to feel it so i would be numb by it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another dreadful lesson of prospective drawing fundamental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/RxOWhF2imCI/AAAAAAAAABE/8cJRSxzCsRA/s1600-h/two-point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/RxOWhF2imCI/AAAAAAAAABE/8cJRSxzCsRA/s320/two-point.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121602696501172258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/RxOWR12imBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l4N5mrbIcJY/s1600-h/2ptperspgrid.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/RxOWR12imBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l4N5mrbIcJY/s320/2ptperspgrid.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121602434508167186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/RxOW0l2imDI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cokuLYGdzk/s1600-h/TwoPtIntPer.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/RxOW0l2imDI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cokuLYGdzk/s320/TwoPtIntPer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121603031508621362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE PROSPECTIVE DRAWING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;RUBBISH RUBBISH RUBBISH BULL CRAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of becoming a visual merchandiser? no way boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid pimples popping like popcorns on my smooth silky skin&lt;br /&gt;has been causing a major disruption in my life&lt;br /&gt;vanish vanish vanish those fugly beans on my face!&lt;br /&gt;ASOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/9335452-6213575585326376280?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/6213575585326376280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=6213575585326376280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6213575585326376280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6213575585326376280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/10/fix-it-if-i-could-take-you-away-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/RxOWhF2imCI/AAAAAAAAABE/8cJRSxzCsRA/s72-c/two-point.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-2162468984885185317</id><published>2007-10-10T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:30:19.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;instant myojo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thank god for my meal today&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why i felt sooo damn hungry&lt;br /&gt;to the extend i couldn't think, draw, write and talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myojo chicken curry instant mee never felt so good before&lt;br /&gt;i know it usually taste like some sucky balls crap&lt;br /&gt;but not now&lt;br /&gt;i just want to slowly finish up the bowl of mee and get back to work&lt;br /&gt;still left with 3 more sheets to go&lt;br /&gt;no sleep tonight i bet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want choong pang nasi lemak!&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;give it to me right now!&lt;br /&gt;NNASSSIII LEEEMAAAAAAK !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friends for now : music, coffee, instant noodle, poky, coke with many ice and pencils&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;nasi lemak my eye candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-2162468984885185317?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2162468984885185317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2162468984885185317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2162468984885185317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2162468984885185317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/10/instant-myojo-i-thank-god-for-my-meal.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2536983551305811175</id><published>2007-10-07T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T04:07:27.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;hi maroon five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my favorite tune at the moment - Maroon Five, nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;i cant help repeating it over and over again  in my itunes&lt;br /&gt;i even have it on my msn as personal message ( i know i am obsessed!) &lt;br /&gt;darren commented,  but bessie lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;aawww that was sweeeet&lt;br /&gt;yes very true i last forever! LIVE LONG BES!&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked today, it was good&lt;br /&gt;and freak whats wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;i just can't give up owning a dress!&lt;br /&gt;it seems like whatever i wore i just have to buy it&lt;br /&gt;( i am sorry tampines people are evil, they love me too much ) hawhawhaw&lt;br /&gt;the other time was gray and now is cobalt blue&lt;br /&gt;yay i love both colours they are sex!&lt;br /&gt;actually my entire wardrobe its like black,white, gray, blue, nude and more gray&lt;br /&gt;i love gray till i can't breathe laa maybe because i love black and white and in middle of b&amp;amp;w is gray and that is why i love gray so much so god damn much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to stupid dress&lt;br /&gt;okay..&lt;br /&gt;i got complimented by tampines aunties but no not a single miserable compliment from mom and friends&lt;br /&gt;which is really depressingly sad!&lt;br /&gt;either not that fantastic/ not flattering/ maternity/ shapeless and whatever horrible comments&lt;br /&gt;sadness kill me lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know why really don't know why&lt;br /&gt;i worked in my room and get their merchandises, paid  with my pay from the cash box from my room and cash went back to my room's cash box again and again&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it!&lt;br /&gt;why do i died on dresses from my room?&lt;br /&gt;cause dresses are sooooo beautifully effortlessly chic?&lt;br /&gt;no not really&lt;br /&gt;it just intimidates me when customers trying to snatch things that i wish to own&lt;br /&gt;that explains why i almost used up 1 month time to contemplate on april77&lt;br /&gt;which happen to be denim that i cant function without it&lt;br /&gt;somehow i know if i missed it, it will be fine. There will be nicer ones out there some where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;dresses are different, putting them on me as portable walking mannequins in the boutique&lt;br /&gt;customers are eying on it with evil thoughts&lt;br /&gt;last piece on me&lt;br /&gt;should i shouldn't i? &lt;br /&gt;next second, get it immediately without hesitation&lt;br /&gt;i tell you my room's boss must be damn happy to have such a spendthrift employee like me &lt;br /&gt;idiot&lt;br /&gt;i don't like that feeling of throwing money back to her&lt;br /&gt;she better increase my pay! PERIOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing before i turn in! WTF ITS 403 now! tomorrow church at 9! madness&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow another rushing day yuke!  &lt;br /&gt;why do i write so much nonsense here?&lt;br /&gt;ok sleep well people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;captain cact&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/9335452-2536983551305811175?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2536983551305811175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2536983551305811175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2536983551305811175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2536983551305811175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/10/hi-maroon-five-my-favorite-tune-at.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-933850584098698557</id><published>2007-10-06T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:19:35.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;toilet paper me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;school has been such a bore i tell you&lt;br /&gt;lesson from the lecturer is soooooo lamemo but oh well carol is hot anyway&lt;br /&gt;except for letting us drawing fern, crashed muslin drape (claim so) i doubt so and ET! one more for HOMEWORK for god sake fruits! thank you so much&lt;br /&gt;kill me softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides lesson, company is great to the MAX! having bitches around me to bitch and go crazy with is so damn hilarious! my new karaoke partner aaron wok applause to him! hehhehheh  &lt;br /&gt;today's singing escape in class was insanely deliriously hilarious!  that was like a little bit of self entertainment  away from the boredom  and mundane class mood. phew lucky there was aaron!&lt;br /&gt;and whats more beside my class that french chic is like freaking stunning! one more thing the sadine puffs! there are so so so delicious i tell you, something you would die for! &lt;br /&gt;heh so i can conclude school is after all not so bad huh&lt;br /&gt;yeehh school has been fun let aside the work load!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday came an unexpected mail from bangkok&lt;br /&gt;my mom was like.. why do you still contact him? fuck him la, like what you always say 'fuck'&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;i froze!  i cant believe my mommy said that and not knowing the true meaning of fuck&lt;br /&gt;mom i am sure you don't wish your daughter to lose her virginity so soon haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;it was sweet anyway knowing he still remembers&lt;br /&gt;friends forever dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i just said nothing lasts forever how contradicting&lt;br /&gt;well.. at least i believe friendship last forever&lt;br /&gt;somehow doesnt need to be in the same country or doing the exact same field&lt;br /&gt;still will find ways to get back together again&lt;br /&gt;thats the power behind it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friendship kinship love care and concern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someday somehow somewhere &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i believe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-933850584098698557?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/933850584098698557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=933850584098698557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/933850584098698557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/933850584098698557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/10/toilet-paper-me-school-has-been-such.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-9041752677084198729</id><published>2007-10-04T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T03:26:13.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WANG's 19th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS: Apology! typo error its 19th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/1copy-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/2copy.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/3copy.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna botanic again!&lt;br /&gt;*stamp feet*&lt;br /&gt;that was a pretty held back photographs from jee's 19th birthday&lt;br /&gt;it was indeed a blast filled with great company, laughters and heart to heart talks&lt;br /&gt;*heavenly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been snacking so much&lt;br /&gt;from ayam twisties-coke-twix-sneakers-mentoes&lt;br /&gt;i am gonna die of obesity soon!&lt;br /&gt;helpp i need to exeercise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-9041752677084198729?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/9041752677084198729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=9041752677084198729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/9041752677084198729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/9041752677084198729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/10/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-7901391155175363927</id><published>2007-10-03T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T04:24:26.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3:47am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am insane!&lt;br /&gt;in such a hour i am still not in bed&lt;br /&gt;i had too much of images in my mind, and task need to be done and thoughts need to be said&lt;br /&gt;i know i cant get snooze without getting them done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much photos to post up but simply have no mood to do so&lt;br /&gt;probably just plain lazy hawhawhaw&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has been fun (not as bad as what i thought luh)&lt;br /&gt;lesson pretty much similar to 2d art thou&lt;br /&gt;so shouldnt be much of a shock or amusement&lt;br /&gt;maybe such sharpening some drawing skills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i love drawing.. towards certain objects&lt;br /&gt;i always having this image in mind&lt;br /&gt;where i am on a vacation to maybe Greece/Italy/Venice/Rome?&lt;br /&gt;wake up as early as 530 to catch the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;prepare my drawing and painting equipments jet set ready to climb to the top of a tower&lt;br /&gt;open up my easel, lay out all my necessary tools&lt;br /&gt;ear plugged in with high society tunes or maybe some classical that clams my nerves&lt;br /&gt;besides theres a tea pot with my favourite red tea with milk and a few pieces of biscuits and favourite cheese bun.&lt;br /&gt;start sketching out the landscape and do necessary markings&lt;br /&gt;quickly render the canvas with paint of orange yellow brown white and red&lt;br /&gt;mark it down with my signature upon completion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously i am no joke!&lt;br /&gt;i want such a vacation where i draw sketch and paint&lt;br /&gt;okay.. that will only come true if i master the art of drawing landscape&lt;br /&gt;till then i better get going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sooooooooo random i realised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dysfunctional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-7901391155175363927?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7901391155175363927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7901391155175363927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7901391155175363927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7901391155175363927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/10/347am-i-am-insane-in-such-hour-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-7879379529578963306</id><published>2007-09-28T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T02:28:43.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;better off.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;certain things are just better off not know than known &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or rather better off not investigate and leave it alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldnt help it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i admit my curiousity sometimes would changed into concern&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or maybe overly concern? or maybe its non of my business and i still persist in finding my way out? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so what it satisfies my curiousity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bottom line : it sucks to know the truth.. noo not the truth yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perhaps you dont know what exactly it means but your imagination cant help but to run wild- &lt;em&gt;that really sucks big time&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/dee4ofus.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know what really sucks?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to spend the whole of next sememster without the 3 "angels"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are sweeeeet in a bitchy way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beeyoootiful in a fugly way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hell outta fun! i mean FUN really! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perhaps intelluctual as well? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;except the barbaric part...i mean it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh if i were to go on...i will probably used up 3 years's worth of words to complete my inner feelings towards this seperation issue. i dont know since when i became so sterotype and frigtened up with parting. usually i embrace changes and i love strangers ok maybe not love but at least not afraid of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now it became very intimidating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not so sure if i am able to work as well as with other people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or not so sure if i can survive through the 6 months peacefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know thats parts and parcel of life but god i am not metally prepared at all i dont wanna step out of my comfort zone i plead! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love ya'll truely deeply madly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;captain cactus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-7879379529578963306?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7879379529578963306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7879379529578963306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7879379529578963306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7879379529578963306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/09/better-off.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-4643020629607573972</id><published>2007-09-18T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T03:00:27.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am defeated totally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am doing the most and the best i could do&lt;br /&gt;already stretched to the limit where i never thought i would do&lt;br /&gt;so i question myself yet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bes do you think this is the best for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my answer is: i thought it was, but reality doesn't seem to be corresponding with my will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what would you do when you are in my situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;break it or make it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turn a cold shoulder, the sudden shut off of conversations&lt;br /&gt;those arent the worst&lt;br /&gt;what really pierced my heart&lt;br /&gt;is do you always treat your friends like that?&lt;br /&gt;if you do, i am sure you are FUBB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a big fat&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FUBB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a beyond description fubb&lt;br /&gt;"fubb" taught by amanda and amanda got taught by amanda's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it is bes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to bear this in mind&lt;br /&gt;always bear this in mind&lt;br /&gt;remove the remained sentiment&lt;br /&gt;match the other half with something that's meant for you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the appropriate time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had enough&lt;br /&gt;i will call it a night for me&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/9335452-4643020629607573972?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/4643020629607573972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=4643020629607573972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/4643020629607573972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/4643020629607573972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-defeated-totally-i-am-doing-most.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-4835418493648756506</id><published>2007-09-14T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:42:55.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friend/love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its a short period of time that feels like eternity and i will keep it close to my heart till eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will...always will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would rather hope to see you soon than saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;captain cactus&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/9335452-4835418493648756506?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/4835418493648756506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=4835418493648756506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/4835418493648756506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/4835418493648756506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/09/friendlove-its-short-period-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2675743474679182481</id><published>2007-08-25T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T00:46:56.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;polaroids are the sex!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another weekend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know sometimes weekend can be such a bore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes its nice because i dont have to attend school and dont have to stay up for those rubbish assignments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;noo cause it will suck big time if i dont have plans and end up slacking at home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somehow i detest slacking now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but weather made it so nice to even escape from it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was watching mcr concert in the afternoon and dozzzee ooofff silently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats how comfortable i am at home lying on my couch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met up with the favourite girls of all and the best things on earth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;window shopping for me cause its end of the mth means broke, burger-ed, coffee-ed, polaroid-ed, laughed and basically chilled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though it was nothing happening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still fun thats it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TADA polaroids polaroids POLAROID! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/Untitled-5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/Untitled-62.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though we dont look that fabulous, but love it still! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodnight sweetheart!&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/9335452-2675743474679182481?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2675743474679182481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2675743474679182481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2675743474679182481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2675743474679182481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/08/polaroids-are-sex-another-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-341012061970243512</id><published>2007-08-18T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T00:39:49.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;reminisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;theres so many things/people i miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;words could barely describe how badly i want things back to my life again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first on my list, i miss the beach and i freaking miss watching laguna beach during exam period! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sucks big time i just lost all the episodes of laguna beach season1! gggrrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just by lyeing down, listening to the sea breeze, enjoy the chill down your spine, softness of the sand, the beautiful sunset and just forget about the hecticness of city life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss being a beach bunny daamnnit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss coastees badly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and of cause i do miss my closest friends around me, how can i not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially spending a lonely saturday at home during 7th month. thankyouverymuch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sulk*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this particular feeling has been with me for  awhile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that i really really really miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how is it gonna be like if i were to be in your arms again? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hows my life gonna be like if i were to have you back again? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how are my groomy days will be like with just a daily beep on my cell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what about those days when we talked through the night? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how is it gonna be like if i were to catch the sunset with you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how is it gonna be like if i were to have the last cup of coffee with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how is it gonna be like if i were to pack your luggage for your trip?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how is it gonna be like if i were to be the last person you see before you leave?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nice very nice&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;memories so close to my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont bare to let you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no i dont &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26days left&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-341012061970243512?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/341012061970243512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;chillout yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;homeclub with amanda just now was bliss! like ohmy finally i am out of the house.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/homeclub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodness the music was soo goood i kid you not! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the rock the post rock the instrumental the whatever you call it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;makes me feel like being a rockstar! hahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please dont let me go on with the honkie guitarist... he is aaaaawww HOT! amanda was like drooling all the time lah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;words are just words when nothing is done, plans and ambitions are merely dreams if not acted upon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tonight would be perfect if i have you around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ppppeeeerrffeeecct&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/9335452-8632343579478699769?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/8632343579478699769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=8632343579478699769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8632343579478699769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8632343579478699769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/08/chillout-yo-homeclub-with-amanda-just.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-8988193198152399097</id><published>2007-08-05T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T02:33:21.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this is the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today was pretty crazy for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my emotions has been really drastic these few days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can get so desperate and get so over it in another minute&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes i even wonder am i suffering from some minor depression?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohmy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think its getting to a point where i can see what's the world like outside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its so chaotic and complicated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;example, my youth revolves around sex cigarettes and alcohol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like hello whats the difference between you and a whore?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;worst still you are not freaking paid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i totally have no freaking idea whats the pleasure behind it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..certain things when you had enough you better leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;men come and go in your life, so does women &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, thought it over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i see no point drowning my sorrows which i dont quite know whats the core problem behind it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thinking i finally saw the true colour of it, its gonna be just a understatment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to think of some ways to content and satisfy myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant be always stuck there and see myself not moving on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright that is it!  &lt;strong&gt;i had enough and goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-8988193198152399097?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/8988193198152399097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=8988193198152399097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8988193198152399097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8988193198152399097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-last-time-today-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-3535816733333903815</id><published>2007-08-03T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T00:46:56.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i call this 'Distraction'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/distraction.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-3535816733333903815?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/3535816733333903815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=3535816733333903815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/3535816733333903815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/3535816733333903815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-call-this-distraction.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-5095329806291154979</id><published>2007-08-02T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T22:12:58.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;take my breathe away.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/womens_shop_by_style_new.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the discounted ck lingerie totally glued a smile on my face!&lt;br /&gt;though it doesnt "push" that much and sort of doesnt makes it any bigger&lt;br /&gt;but who cares i still love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first its cheap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;second it makes me feel soo sexy and sensual lol&lt;br /&gt;*smiley*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every wednesday no school for bessie&lt;br /&gt;*jump*&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt it be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of my day, accompanied mom to the hospital for her check-up. silly her was suspecting something cancerious growing in her urea. so the report is out today, a less than 1cm muscle cell grew and it is no big deal. we all "phew"!&lt;br /&gt;then to toa payoh lorong 8; OCEAN for curry fish head! omfg it is my favourite dish of the year. i have craving for that almost every weekend!&lt;br /&gt;after which, mom drove all the way to tds to pick up my painting and dropped me at amanda's house for movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/10_Things_I_Hate_About_You.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear it was sooooooooooooo damn goooooooood!&lt;br /&gt;i am like down loading it into my pc now la&lt;br /&gt;i think i can repeat it many many many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aaaawwwww...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love it!&lt;br /&gt;soooo muucchh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie, went to meet up with pris for dinner at fork and spoon&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to watch even more romance comedy.&lt;br /&gt;so bought "how to lose a guy in 10 days" which laura recomended&lt;br /&gt;omg i am gonna watch it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ciao!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-5095329806291154979?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-9068335024195584899</id><published>2007-07-30T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:07:18.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OAC venture to earn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/oac1jpeg.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/oac2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/OAC3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was just browsing through my photo albums, and i realised how much i love and miss the past OAC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where there is leadership, theres a culture, theres a rule, theres fun, joy and laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though at times i shed tears when theres a problem and i dont get support. but i am glad or rather more than glad to know some people still do understand my position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was NEVER easy to survive through these 5 yrs there, i had so much fun, we sweat, we scream and shout together, we shed tears, we bond, we help one another to pull through the tough times, we laugh at the silliest things we did. we had trips, we know each others strength and weakness and it goes on.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and because of the tears and fun i had, i can only call oac my home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every oac teeshirt i hold was never easy to get and i wear it with pride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish nothing changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but how can i demand and wish for something that is beyond our control? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;through the past 5 years, everything was at our expectation is because everything rules under us. We followed through, because we followed the system strictly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know, when people and generation changed, system and culture will eventually change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" sometimes decisions that we made seems right but after carrying out whatever we wanted to accomplish, we may realise it backfires on us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are right matthew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, something i have learnt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stick with the situation and let it be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way we want to educate you may not be the best way to, but just hope you get our intention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats the only thing i hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well... be it the past or the present oac, i'll still love. i'll still share sentiments. it is the place where i belong and the place where i discovered myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; from the bottom of my heart &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-9068335024195584899?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/9068335024195584899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=9068335024195584899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/jess1.jpg01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/jess2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/jess404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb201/7desperateminutes/jess5copy05.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i shall let the pictures speak for my heartfelt graditude &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sucha bliss!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to have them around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-5365793718989185032?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/5365793718989185032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rush hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather rush week ahead?&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawl in a few hours time i gonna be back school for some serious work.&lt;br /&gt;and it stinks to know weekend past just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was &lt;strong&gt;bliss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to aung's place for some boiling good time with jes&lt;br /&gt;tori q and tako poci and coke light and bestfriends = awesome!&lt;br /&gt;followed by night swimming/soaking in the pool haahaa&lt;br /&gt;and midnight movie at toapayoh, harry porter was such a disappointment trying so hard to be awake at some scene.&lt;br /&gt;then supper at chongpang NASI LEMAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ohmygod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can any day be better than this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am missing the moment/fun/joy/laughter/love right now&lt;br /&gt;why cant we drag weekend &lt;strong&gt;a little longer&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;and why datelines have to come so soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sensing evilness and some blood sucking time tml and tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;it will be the ever longest horrible terrible days i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;someone &lt;strong&gt;stab &lt;/strong&gt;me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non the less, bessie deserves some eye shutting and peace now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodnight world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and an advance goodmorning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-4681413204587726549?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-5379916587141760610</id><published>2007-07-01T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T23:08:12.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chin up bess!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pfooo..waking up late today feeling like a holiday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO WAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well at least.. i dont have to rush for any deadlines!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;supposily meet up for some sun basking session but clouds are dark and no shine so slept a little longer and feeling all terrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a great chat with waiaung and mom! (babe i am so glad you are by my side)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally i came to my senses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i made a big move today, feeling i've grown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;certain things, you just have to take the pain and complete the path alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pain is temporarily, what i have gain from the pain is permanent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE DECIDED!&lt;/strong&gt; and i'll stick with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause i dont call myself a loser to do a track back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back to somewhere that i lost my senses myself my soul my faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no worth no worth&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what matter most now is find ways to survive in this block! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEXTILES IS KILLING ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i gonna change my mentality completely now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEXTILES IS MY NEW FOUND LOVE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i gonna pull it through cause i dont wish to touch it again the next block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;theres many things i need to do and ought to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i WILL make it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let the horrible week end and embrace the coming up one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to appreciate and love the beauty of every horrible things that happens around me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mind over body come on work on me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SAFARI inspire me now now noww....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S theres nothing else i could be happier having waiaung and jeslin linger around me! they are bliss    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-5379916587141760610?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/5379916587141760610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=5379916587141760610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5379916587141760610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/5379916587141760610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/06/chin-up-bess-pfooo.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-6163215267166964585</id><published>2007-06-29T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T01:11:29.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29th must die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you today is one of my worst day i ever had! totally stink to the core!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, after dinner at 10, do abit of work slept at 12 in the living room, woke up at 3am. continue doing until 9am.&lt;br /&gt;slept all the way till 1pm. well done, bessie just missed out textile manipulation class.&lt;br /&gt;went to school, reach texfun class at 3.30 meaning 1/2hr late. Reason was because went to look for veronicaacaacaaacaa to hand in our work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she didnt even flip and look at my designs properly and said ok go down and look for wilson for further instruction. *blood vessels bursting already* stab stab stab stab STAB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH! i worked hard for it, all i got was briefly flipping through? not a single criticism! nothing at all! she will only say "you are here to discover"! "who knows what it might turns out like?" F**K YOU!&lt;br /&gt;i agree yes i am here to discover. but come on.. at least tell me what i need to improve on and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nevermind, next textilefun class ( i hate it to the fkest core)!!!&lt;br /&gt;i totally catch no balls in that lesson. Is like hell, torture and horror! textilefun is NO fun at all! kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the torture in school...i decided to meet up with wang and aung in town for dinner. despite i am dead tired! seeing these bitches totally brightened up my spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what? i saw something that i didnt wanna see at all.. my heart sank down all the way to my toes.&lt;br /&gt;its broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why everything have to happen in one day.&lt;br /&gt;god its too much for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is such a bitch&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/9335452-6163215267166964585?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-1873006933663692656</id><published>2007-06-25T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:43:59.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my sunday blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you misses someone terribly but theres nothing you could do?&lt;br /&gt;constantly reminding yourself&lt;br /&gt;"self-control be with me"&lt;br /&gt;it helps you physically but no not emotionally&lt;br /&gt;everyday everynight i am expecting a ring or a beep&lt;br /&gt;but whenever i reach for it, its always a let down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;school work is making me a dull dull girl!&lt;br /&gt;holiday ending in few hours time meaning hardcore school work lining up! i can soo feel for it already&lt;br /&gt;2 months of non-stop hardcore-ness!&lt;br /&gt;kill me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i hope when school starts, everything starts afresh for me.&lt;br /&gt;lets embrace the hectic lifestyle!&lt;br /&gt;go go goo power ranger ( thats soo unnecessary!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work i go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-1873006933663692656?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/1873006933663692656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=1873006933663692656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1873006933663692656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1873006933663692656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-sunday-blues-have-you-misses-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2047990336228585939</id><published>2007-06-23T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T01:51:32.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 days counting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/bdae003h2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BE HOME SOON BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;fucking love you to the maximum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-2047990336228585939?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2047990336228585939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2047990336228585939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2047990336228585939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2047990336228585939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/06/2-days-counting.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-57483480319592901</id><published>2007-06-18T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T14:04:09.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i will die happy just like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/simplyamazing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;how amazing can this be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i didnt sleep the whole night cause i am way too happy to say or do anything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aaaawww....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i love my drawing! gosh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;only "that" can bring me to the extend of pushing myself to the limits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;only that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aaawww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not just i love my drawing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause i know he will appreciate it more than i do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just smile silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am starting to realise i am doing things that i cant control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nobody can ever refrain me from doing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i do know i have to put an end to it no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just let me be foolishly happy for a while and treasure the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;treasure the moment that i could still cheer you up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;treasure the moment that i could still put on the silliest smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let me see what spring its like on a jupiter and mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in other words hold my hand, in other words darling kiss me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-57483480319592901?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/57483480319592901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=57483480319592901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/57483480319592901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/57483480319592901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-will-die-happy-just-like-that-how.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-79196973270584028</id><published>2007-06-13T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T00:59:26.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;getting there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;woke up at 12pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;feeling all ready to do some cleaning up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;before i could realise. it turned dark already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pffooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;meaning the whole of afternoon doing chores! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ogay at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wardrobe packed, working table packed, accesories table packed, cds cleaned, magazines packed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;left with store room! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kill mee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;feeling better compared to the previous days i had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i am getting there already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i am better off without you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;images still running through like film strips &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and its amazing how things start and end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i still do remember the way you smile at me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way you look into my eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way you grip my palm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;your gentle touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the softness of your kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;perhaps my heart isnt broken at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;perhaps its not that painful than what i thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;perhaps i shall take things a little easier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;today was packing my wardrobe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;realised wardrobe is over loaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ought to give up certain clothes in order to fix in the new ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i toook a loooooooong time deciding, cause is just too hard to let go even though i dont wear them anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dont want to throw things away and then after a few mths telling myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"aiyah wasted, i shouldnt have threw that away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i threw them after much hesitation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cause i know if i dont throw the old ones, new ones will not get to come in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;worst still the old ones will collect dust and dirty my wardrobe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;isnt it similar to life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and what i am going through? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;even how painful and how difficult to let that person go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you still have to when time is up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dont want to runaway from pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i want to face it and let it go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;probably is not that painful after all? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;when you can finally breathe and face the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye to my doom love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on a lighter note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tomorrow off to km8! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;man.... the beach is the start of my beautiful life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;where i can breathe more than usual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i gonna ignore all troubles and treasure the very moment of the beautiful day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;goodnight sillybillies! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-79196973270584028?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/79196973270584028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=79196973270584028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/79196973270584028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/79196973270584028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/06/getting-there-woke-up-at-12pm-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-1566573596152570129</id><published>2007-06-11T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T03:07:13.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; $174&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/Rm2Wg0bRuAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/72pPUwrMBmY/s1600-h/STORE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074877845689448450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/Rm2Wg0bRuAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/72pPUwrMBmY/s400/STORE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am having some ultimate saving plan for myself&lt;br /&gt;thankyou for being fbroke&lt;br /&gt;thus i have to result myself to this state.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;having thoughts of those CP chicken wings and wonderful seaweed chicks and ohmy the LOVE ice-creams!&lt;br /&gt;i will make sure i clean the house up and ground myself.&lt;br /&gt;i will start to love home!&lt;br /&gt;i will..i will....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope mom will get my air-con fixed&lt;br /&gt;cause the freaking air-con is seriously driving me nuts!&lt;br /&gt;water leaks like its raining i swear!&lt;br /&gt;And the blardee fan moan and roar like a lion!&lt;br /&gt;please mom please get those necessities fixed!&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep for nuts when i am freaking hot and noisy!&lt;br /&gt;uuurrgghhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you understand why i hate home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows&lt;br /&gt;these few days had been really really low/high for me&lt;br /&gt;despite i have wonderful friends around me to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;but when they left me&lt;br /&gt;i realised i am all alone again&lt;br /&gt;no doubt things get through my mind round and round and round...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many issues i need to sort out and re-adjust myself again&lt;br /&gt;i need to get back to the normal life i used to have&lt;br /&gt;i need to stress myself that i am way better off without you.&lt;br /&gt;i have to get through this stage.&lt;br /&gt;i ought to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres only one reason left&lt;br /&gt;dont want things to get back to square one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be a yet another better day!&lt;br /&gt;tata for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-1566573596152570129?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/1566573596152570129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=1566573596152570129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1566573596152570129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1566573596152570129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/06/174-i-am-having-some-ultimate-saving.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KxJCM18_hV8/Rm2Wg0bRuAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/72pPUwrMBmY/s72-c/STORE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-1875872288853241752</id><published>2007-05-10T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T00:13:19.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insanity</title><content type='html'>hello bloggie&lt;br /&gt;while i was tracking back, seems like i have totally neglected this thing huh&lt;br /&gt;ok let me sum up a a short summary of my busy hectic life.&lt;br /&gt;i think i am pretty bad at summarising things. whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG am i insane? why the hell would i have time for blogging?&lt;br /&gt;becaaaaaause today is exceptional.&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to today is exceptional, for that all assignments are packed like sadines during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;ohhhmmyy... mmyyyy precious weekend.&lt;br /&gt;ogay not new to me  anymore&lt;br /&gt;last monday i slept at 5am and woke up at 650 prepare to school.&lt;br /&gt;gosh whats next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is fun though!&lt;br /&gt;VM lessons are damn crappy at times and can get god damn boring but also can get damn exciting.&lt;br /&gt;and assignments are crazy!&lt;br /&gt;what a interesting subject&lt;br /&gt;la love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogay tml school starts at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;i better NOT be late!&lt;br /&gt;i gonna leave my house chop chop sharp sharp at 730!&lt;br /&gt;from the day i started school till now i am ONLY early for once!&lt;br /&gt;and poor ziwei had to wait for me and dragged her to be late with me&lt;br /&gt;soorry dearest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i better go prepare for lessons tml and get some precious snooze.&lt;br /&gt;yay little india trip tml! whoopppee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-1875872288853241752?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/1875872288853241752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=1875872288853241752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1875872288853241752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/1875872288853241752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/05/insanity.html' title='insanity'/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-6448004515347117317</id><published>2007-04-20T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:37:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say no</title><content type='html'>i am clinching my fist&lt;br /&gt;locking my fingers&lt;br /&gt;and sending messages to my brain&lt;br /&gt;to say a firm NO!&lt;br /&gt;no to everything&lt;br /&gt;no to you&lt;br /&gt;no to your calls&lt;br /&gt;no to your text messages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart will skip a beat&lt;br /&gt;whenever i saw your name on the caller id&lt;br /&gt;without a doubt i picked up the call&lt;br /&gt;and i put it down within seconds&lt;br /&gt;cause i am saying no to everything you are doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am doing this cause i felt insecured&lt;br /&gt;i want to get over with everything&lt;br /&gt;and stop thinking big&lt;br /&gt;cause nothing is gonna happen&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid&lt;br /&gt;and i have a phobia&lt;br /&gt;so let me be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;self control come on say no&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-6448004515347117317?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/6448004515347117317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=6448004515347117317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6448004515347117317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/6448004515347117317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/04/say-no.html' title='say no'/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-9210423531867521665</id><published>2007-04-15T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:52:04.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happily angry</title><content type='html'>for some reasons i chose to believe in my intuition&lt;br /&gt;thou it was only just a dream that only last a couple of seconds&lt;br /&gt;but it seems so real&lt;br /&gt;once i am awake&lt;br /&gt;i felt so lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood is obviously BAD today&lt;br /&gt;first i woke up damn early like 730 to get ready for breakfast with jessline&lt;br /&gt;then head to work&lt;br /&gt;and damnit i am soo lacking of sleep in shop&lt;br /&gt;and needless to say&lt;br /&gt;i had tons of scoldings saying i closed my eyes to search for things&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;so making my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fucking ccb i had 2 HUGE pimples&lt;br /&gt;one on my cheeck and one on my chin!&lt;br /&gt;so big i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;and is being annoying for being there.&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work me and jess walked to the train station&lt;br /&gt;wha biang i tell you the fucking rain drops KEPT dropping on me!&lt;br /&gt;is like damn weird cus it doesnt drops on jessline (not even a single drop) and kept dropping on me!&lt;br /&gt;like WHY? WHY THE HELL IS GOD DOING THIS TO ME?&lt;br /&gt;when everything is going wrong?&lt;br /&gt;and i had to bare all these stupid nonsences!&lt;br /&gt;life is unfair!&lt;br /&gt;now i FINALLY felt the impact of this phrase&lt;br /&gt;goddamnit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cheebye i dont know how can the blardee gay porn calls me a GENTLEMAN??????&lt;br /&gt;i have been trying to be the ultra feminine bessie&lt;br /&gt;and apparently not doing very well&lt;br /&gt;okay thats not the point&lt;br /&gt;but still no way can you call me a gentleman you gayporn!&lt;br /&gt;feeling so stupid to be angry over with this issue that happened like 2mths ago?&lt;br /&gt;whatever lar&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna be angry!&lt;br /&gt;angry for once and for all&lt;br /&gt;and throw all the angst away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the intuition thing,&lt;br /&gt;memories can only be memories&lt;br /&gt;so it can also mean intuition is intuition&lt;br /&gt;despite its strong intuition or a vague one&lt;br /&gt;its STILL intuition and not a fact!&lt;br /&gt;so stop scaring your balls off will me?&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i still cant get off the mentality that&lt;br /&gt;men are temperamental shameless bastards!&lt;br /&gt;they can get so into you at this period and superb sick of you at that period&lt;br /&gt;and because of this they love sweet talking&lt;br /&gt;they can drop you a subtle hint and make you feel important&lt;br /&gt;at the end of it all&lt;br /&gt;its still the mind game&lt;br /&gt;you still have to guess and make guesses of how the other party is thinking&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired of all these&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to understand men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking of nonsences again&lt;br /&gt;my eye lids are getting heavy already&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i am typing too much there&lt;br /&gt;so goodnight to who ever borthers to read this crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seee what had lack of sleep did to me?&lt;br /&gt;evil evil...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-9210423531867521665?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/9210423531867521665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=9210423531867521665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/9210423531867521665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/9210423531867521665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/04/happily-angry.html' title='happily angry'/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-8684451013174571508</id><published>2007-03-07T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T23:35:04.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am over contented! omfg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polytechnic.edu.sg/jpsaeApplication/PostingResult.aspx"&gt;http://www.polytechnic.edu.sg/jpsaeApplication/PostingResult.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;click me!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;click&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i refer to it more than 50 over times to double check whether am i dreaming! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fortunately i am NOT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheesebun can anything be better than this? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldnt even catch up with my breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooohh goshh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am totally blessed! such a bliss baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything is been smoothe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life is pretty goood!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i cant wait to go to school! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEMASEK POLY  APPAREL DESIGN &amp;amp; MERCHANDISING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HERE I COME! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omfg i cant believe i am really in it already! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;freak except for resuming work tml! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why does good things have to come to an end? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stink! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-8684451013174571508?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/8684451013174571508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=8684451013174571508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8684451013174571508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8684451013174571508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-over-contented-omfg-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-7857915883224334912</id><published>2007-03-05T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T02:16:17.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/random.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-7857915883224334912?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7857915883224334912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7857915883224334912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7857915883224334912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7857915883224334912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/03/photobucket-video-and-image-hosting.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2473193153407305956</id><published>2007-03-04T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T19:29:37.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIET?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont think this is the 1st time saying i want to lose some pounds eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh heh heh heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i tell you all this time round i am serious about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am not gonna procastinate any further&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes diet will start today!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOOOODAAAYYY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sigh i feel so sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some cai shen ye (cause he dressed like one) knocked onto my door &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he gave me a 4digit number &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and want me to give him back a red packet that contains money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;any amount he claimed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without hesitation i put in a $2 note.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt that i got con! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damnit it make no sence aye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he knocked onto my door to take money isnt he should be the one giving me money instead? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg i felt PAIN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;$2 i can get a ramly burger special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a cup of butter corn! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;roti pratas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i reeeaallllyy feeel like swallowing down a ramly special! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who the hell invented such yummy burgers?! daaammnn...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no yes no yes no yes no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOOOOO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bessie is gonna go for a 4km run now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodbye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ramly be back in 1mth time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-2473193153407305956?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2473193153407305956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2473193153407305956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2473193153407305956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2473193153407305956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/03/diet-i-dont-think-this-is-1st-time.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2590702182538601794</id><published>2007-03-02T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T20:21:39.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the club virgin night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/32c7683f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/6daba487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/5995710f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/3a668a11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-2590702182538601794?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2590702182538601794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2590702182538601794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2590702182538601794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2590702182538601794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/01/club-virgin-night.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-8153338452655822461</id><published>2007-02-28T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T02:07:11.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am steaming, burning hoooooot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after aaaaaallll the superficial sentences that men had said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant help it but to wonder why are men such a morron!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are totallly jerks! J E R K S! &lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they can say things like maybe we should hang out and blaahhhblllaahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after you said some untrue fact of your fitness like is ssoooo obviously totally absoltutely not true fact&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;men start to say "wow if you are soo fit i am willing to date you anytime"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isnt that soooooooo superficial! aaaaand sooo shallow and sooo gulible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so what i am fit or so what i am not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aanndd so what if i am fat or so what i am not fat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO WHAT?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;does appearance all that matters to you men?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am starting to wonder what is love all about? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;superficialness? satisfying your visuals? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all these are crap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;men you are just fucking hell d i s g u s t i n g!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very very very indeed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so you think i will be freaking hell scare and worried if i dont get a date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow i am soooo worried fucker! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even someday i might be the oldest virgin in the universe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont give a shit about it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least i did not share my body to those disgusting assholes with rotten pennis and fucking small brain! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-8153338452655822461?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/8153338452655822461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=8153338452655822461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8153338452655822461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8153338452655822461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/02/maybe-i-am-steaming-burning-hoooooot.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-2031455788404772576</id><published>2007-02-18T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T02:10:03.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GONG XI FA CAI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly...warm wishes from the ye family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/cny017copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visitings were as usual...first definately would be granny's place for lunch and then to another granny ye's place. ohmygod soo many grannys i realised. grannys were all old with beautiful white hairs and whinkles, aunties growing old and my mom looking so damn old! gosh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and me looking so out of shape and omg i mean OUT OF SHAPE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sister still as usual pleasantly plus size and fuck i think i am growing to be like her! nooo noooo nooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats only one thing about ageing! but i dont know why the hell are angbaos also decreasing i mean the amt thats inside! sigh economic really that bad? i guess so, mom has been constantly complainting about it. thanks mom huh your 3digit became a 2digit angbao -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever the amount it shall be, i told myself to SAVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been looking like a bola ( in malayu means ball!) soo i did not take much cny pictures. anyway just the 3 ladies in the house! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feel the love!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/cny002FJNH.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/momandbessie.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/SISTERS.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PULL YOUR EAR! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-2031455788404772576?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/2031455788404772576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=2031455788404772576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2031455788404772576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/2031455788404772576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/02/gong-xi-fa-cai-firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-8921983802969568719</id><published>2007-02-14T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T01:52:17.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just the beginning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really busy sourcing for schools and arranging for interviews and registering for school.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my 1st interview at tp's apparel design and merchandising.&lt;br /&gt;i felt really good about it!&lt;br /&gt;results will be out in few weeks time&lt;br /&gt;so mean while i shall keep my fingers crossed and pray real fuck hard for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really troubled and confused these days&lt;br /&gt;i am really greatful and thankful to have great friends around me&lt;br /&gt;giving me the best and most practical advices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks nigel for bringing me around np's media school and telling me abt fsv and also encouraging me and telling me the best thing ever to say during interviews. He reminded me to be HUMBLE! lol&lt;br /&gt;He really let me realised what i really want and what i really wanna do. And finally i found myself back on track again! really thanks alot hairy nigel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you matthew choong the baa gei for giving me good advices and guiding me through right after getting results! the care and concern is priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to best friends like jeslin and waiaung! thou you girlies werent physically there for me but your moral support and constant loving care for me is nothing i could ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly how could i forget the bestfriend jessline lee?! i called her a day before the submittion of the application form, telling her i am on the verge of giving up. she really gave me a big knock on my head and fucking hell gave me a great scolding! thanks for all that scoldings, if not i wouldnt be realising my goals my dream and why the hell am i working so hard for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without all these heros and angels around me i would never made this far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iherebysincerelythankallthepeoplewholistensguidecareandloveme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god is still fair to me afterall!&lt;br /&gt;i shall keep my fingers cross for now&lt;br /&gt;amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-8921983802969568719?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/8921983802969568719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=8921983802969568719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/8921983802969568719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center"&gt;totally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;absulutely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;utterly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fucking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;disappointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;devastated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;despair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stranded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and really really felt fucking hopeless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am so confused with what i want till i am lost with my goal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wheres your spirit in fighting hard with want you want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wheres your drive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wheres your self confidence? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all these are hidden already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all these would never be out if nothing is gonna change to the better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont feel any sense of belonging to the world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt like an stray hogs being outcasted by the community&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fix you by coldplay totally filled up the empty spaces of my inner thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good one itunes really play the right song at the right time huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i only can blame myself for ending up in such a pathetic state&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you never try you will never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-7535585093806189414?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/7535585093806189414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=7535585093806189414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7535585093806189414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/7535585093806189414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-does-it-have-to-rain-on-me-totally.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-787091211130356031</id><published>2007-01-08T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:16:13.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;DETERMINATION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GETAWAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be fucking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SKINNY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fit into a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;size26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;by the end of feb07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hope my diet plan will work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shall have kfc for lunch and a big chicken bao for dinner tml &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;working towards my goal to be reaalllyy reaalllyy skinny by the end of feb07.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FAT HOPE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plan2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cereals for breakfast, lunch subway with no chocolate cookies and no coke and dinner small chicken bao with a cup of ice milo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe this will work better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whooppedoooo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just got my 4days pay &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and fuck now i left with nothing after i bought the blazer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am le so insanely broke! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;work is drying me up and i am broke and fat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh sigh sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-787091211130356031?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/787091211130356031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006 christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Untitled-1copy-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without a DOUBT&lt;br /&gt;they are the best people ever i kid you not!&lt;br /&gt;i "heart" them all&lt;br /&gt;fucking adore i swear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116775092048586316?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116775092048586316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116775092048586316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116775092048586316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116775092048586316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2007/01/2006-christmas-without-doubt-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116663705093624536</id><published>2006-12-20T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:53:17.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck up post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck up post!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knowing the fact that i gonna let go saddens me deeply&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without goodbyes? without a pleasant smile? not even a pitiful look in the eye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without letting go is not gonna welcome new ones &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which i probably shall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been dragging too long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am so not gonna move on if i still continue hanging in there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whats the point for being there for you and care for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you dont even know i do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i once thought of delicating my youth for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love you with my purest of heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how silly i was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and how naive i was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always thought you would feel the same way as i do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ultimately i was so wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so much of love till we seperate huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a fuck up post! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOODNIGHT ASSHOLE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116663705093624536?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116663705093624536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116663705093624536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116663705093624536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116663705093624536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuck-up-post.html' title='fuck up post!'/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116654873809452346</id><published>2006-12-19T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T01:18:58.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hair affair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have purple hair once again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks kenny for giving me FREE service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is really something i shant reject aye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i know i am not the only one who complains about the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is been raining TOO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like consecutively 3days already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hoping for a sunny day at least for a tann pls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess i have to wait till next year!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and one more thing i hate about cold weathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is that the lonesome feeling and laziness in yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;warm fuzzy feelings would never exsist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WTH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is exactly what i am feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LONELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;orighty i better catch some sleep while the weather just fits in just nice for a sleep! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;goodnight sillybillies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116654873809452346?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116654873809452346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116654873809452346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116654873809452346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116654873809452346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/12/hair-affairi-have-purple-hair-once.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116601423816273886</id><published>2006-12-13T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:07:44.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Illegal Shakira Video&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/vmH2xA_KWLA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"it should be illegal to decieve a woman's heart"&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/9335452-116601423816273886?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116601423816273886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116601423816273886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116601423816273886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116601423816273886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/12/illegal-shakira-video-it-should-be.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116594504685986929</id><published>2006-12-12T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T01:37:26.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;girls will be girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/prisandbes1copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/prisandbes2copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/prisandbes3copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116594504685986929?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116594504685986929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116594504685986929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116594504685986929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116594504685986929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/12/girls-will-be-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116515940644837275</id><published>2006-12-04T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:23:26.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AAAAWWWWW....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" alt="MyHeritage - treasure your family history" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/88/36/94/883694_412349dc9e2754uzolu713.JPG" width="500" height="574" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is RIDICULOUS!&lt;br /&gt;WTH&lt;br /&gt;i looked like stephen chow?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahha anyway this is damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;i looked like janie tienphosuwan!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116515940644837275?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116515940644837275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116515940644837275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116515940644837275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116515940644837275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/12/aaaawwwww.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116507048219612162</id><published>2006-12-03T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T22:51:54.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Chris Brown - Say Goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/ZDoJ1JW0x1E" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn my itunes is playing the right songs at the RIGHT time huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry i decided to quit this game&lt;br /&gt;i came up with a conclusion that we both shouldnt drag this issue anymore&lt;br /&gt;the best solution probably is to end it&lt;br /&gt;since both doesnt want to commit and explain ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these are words that i would never gonna say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cus i know is gonna hurt&lt;br /&gt;so i would just let you understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116507048219612162?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116507048219612162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116507048219612162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116507048219612162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116507048219612162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/12/chris-brown-say-goodbye-damn-my-itunes.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116507003378309653</id><published>2006-12-02T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T22:36:35.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn my itunes is playing the right songs at the RIGHT time huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry i decided to quit this game&lt;br /&gt;i came up with a conclusion that we both shouldnt drag this issue anymore&lt;br /&gt;the best solution probably is to end it&lt;br /&gt;since both doesnt want to commit and explain ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all these are words that i would never gonna say to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cus i know is gonna hurt&lt;br /&gt;so i would just let you understand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116507003378309653?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116507003378309653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116507003378309653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116507003378309653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116507003378309653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/12/param-namemovie-value-damn-my-itunes.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116453181296229839</id><published>2006-11-26T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T17:03:32.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally 17&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/bessie1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/bessie2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/7.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116453181296229839?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116453181296229839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116453181296229839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116453181296229839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116453181296229839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-17.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116439418459163259</id><published>2006-11-25T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T18:06:13.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birthday / PROM &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/km8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the sun was blazing HOT I swear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;clear clouds and scorching sun hit right down my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and that explains why i went prom with the blardee red face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;uurrrgghhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate being sunburnt! ass... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Untitled-1copy-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Untitled-2copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Untitled-3copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Untitled-4copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Untitled-5copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Untitled-6copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Untitled-7copy.jpg" border="0" /&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/9335452-116439418459163259?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116439418459163259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116439418459163259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116439418459163259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116439418459163259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/11/birthday-prom-sun-was-blazing-hot-i.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116351927500264253</id><published>2006-11-15T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T23:48:32.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARTY FARTY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/interview1jpeg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/interview2copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/p2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were 1 week of fucking hard work!&lt;br /&gt;can you sense dat i am stuggling?&lt;br /&gt;mad rush of interviews from a model and drawing and painting...&lt;br /&gt;the anxiety of meeting her and preparing for the interview&lt;br /&gt;oh man&lt;br /&gt;i almost couldnt breath&lt;br /&gt;BUT i made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after 3 weeks of separation with my girlie pops&lt;br /&gt;we finally reunite today!&lt;br /&gt;so glad that they are still as silly as ever!&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA the bursting busts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116351927500264253?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116351927500264253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116351927500264253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116351927500264253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116351927500264253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/11/arty-farty-those-were-1-week-of.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-116340913981062910</id><published>2006-11-13T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T17:53:42.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The end product BRAVO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/themental.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/FilmFrame2copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/FilmFrame3copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/FilmFrame4copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/FilmFrame5copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/FilmFrame6copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/end.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were my die hard 4mths hardwork!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;goodness i almost died doing those&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hopefully all these would save me an entry to TP! visual com!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-116340913981062910?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/116340913981062910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=116340913981062910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116340913981062910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/116340913981062910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/11/end-product-bravo-those-were-my-die.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-115737911157530042</id><published>2006-09-05T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:15:23.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;retribution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after what had happened yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i seriously believe in retribution!&lt;br /&gt;how could i not?&lt;br /&gt;hell shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few months ago...&lt;br /&gt;theres this guy who i bump into along the streets in town&lt;br /&gt;he shouted my name&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that came into my mind was&lt;br /&gt;' i guess i know him and seen him somewhere'&lt;br /&gt;might be my primary school friend?&lt;br /&gt;yet&lt;br /&gt;the words i spout out was&lt;br /&gt;' who is that?'&lt;br /&gt;infront of all his friend and my friends&lt;br /&gt;despite he looks familiar to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back... is really embarrassing for him.&lt;br /&gt;and now&lt;br /&gt;IS HAPPENING TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;DAMN DAMN DAMN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just give me a knife and let me stab myself to death&lt;br /&gt;i finally understand how that guy felt at that moment&lt;br /&gt;he probably not gonna forgive me&lt;br /&gt;because up till now&lt;br /&gt;i still got so pissed off with that fu*king jerk&lt;br /&gt;i swear i gonna make him embarrass if i see him again&lt;br /&gt;100 times more than the impact i suffered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... the story goes like this&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was in the salon&lt;br /&gt;and was paying for haircut&lt;br /&gt;subsequently this guy came up to kenny ( my all time favourite)&lt;br /&gt;he made a eye contact to me&lt;br /&gt;and thought he gonna say something&lt;br /&gt;but he didnt, instead i said something&lt;br /&gt;he was the guy i knew in 2002 during my birthday&lt;br /&gt;and he was from oac&lt;br /&gt;he kinda leaves a deep impression to me&lt;br /&gt;because he was from oac and saw some of his kunei old pictures in the old album.&lt;br /&gt;so i was being kind enough to start the conversation by comfirming my guess and his identity.&lt;br /&gt;i expect something pleasant but it turns out to be a embarrassment!&lt;br /&gt;okay i dont blame him not remembering me cus i know in terms of appearance i changed alot&lt;br /&gt;but the thing was he dont remember oac&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck!&lt;br /&gt;aahhh..i dont know it was seriously a embarrassment to me.&lt;br /&gt;this really suck&lt;br /&gt;whats with the people nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;sooo blardee stuck up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is punishment from god i guess&lt;br /&gt;really suck big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grumble over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-115737911157530042?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/115737911157530042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=115737911157530042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/115737911157530042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/115737911157530042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/09/retribution-after-what-had-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-115039144153797664</id><published>2006-06-14T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:10:41.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally....so in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/myipodnano.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after 2 mths of pursuading and waiting in pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i finally got an ipod nano. *beautiful*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thou ipod video is the one i gonna die for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but taaaa...nano is good enuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you mom! &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yea so this is for you lovely!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/themothershipcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;many times i dont know how to express out how much i wanna thank you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is hard for me to say i love you to you mom ( i just dont know why)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hope you know dat i really do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everytime i throw my ugly tantrum on you and showing my awful nonsences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;raising my voice at you and being unreasonable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you will still be talking to me nicely and give me constant forgiveness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;despite the fact i was at wrong and wilful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're more than a mom to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you're my best friend, you're my dad, you're my guardian angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;without you i wont be living in such luxuries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for giving me a complete family where i can feel warmth &amp; love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for satisfing me with all you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for your tolerance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for giving me a chance to grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for supporting me whatever i do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for reminding to to sleep early and drink lots of water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for switching off my light and stereo when i'd slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for splurging on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for giving me the best of the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you for the simple life you gave me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i am a disappointing daughter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've not been good all these while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing to be proud of and useless&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm not born smart nor stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not born pretty nor ugly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all you want me to be is to stay happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and at least try and listen to her advices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there were never high expectations from her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and no scoldings even if my grades were lousy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all she expects is seeing me grow up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and become a sucessful person living happily and could stay up in this society.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mom &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you once again...   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-115039144153797664?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/115039144153797664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=115039144153797664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/115039144153797664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/115039144153797664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/06/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114995581097082800</id><published>2006-06-11T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:10:11.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fond memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ogay today was pretty fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;started off with training in school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as usual the groupie slack like bummers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and seeing our juniors climbing hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we will start grumbling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'aiyoo last time we were exactly like them can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;indeed our trainings were more hardcore! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;having 3-4 trainings per week (be it rain or shine) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as and when we like we will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;visit climbasia, climb adventure, yishun safra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least will visit once per week &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doing pull-ups everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;running 10rounds of the track&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tortured ourselves with superb hardcore physical from coach!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;climbing updown 5 laps were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no kick for us lor! ' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at us now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so flabby and clumsy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knew nothing but to grumble and grumble! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*exhale a deep sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those were the times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where life was so easy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;little homework and exams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nothing came to our mind besides enjoying the process of fooling ard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;climb all we can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laugh all we can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do whatever we like and we dont care what will happen next&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those times were total madness i swear! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;camps were your getaways! hurayy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my mighty muscles &amp; tann brought be so much pride! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no pride and no muscles! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ogay rolling eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehheeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i saw all my carefree juniors were hefing so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i so miss the good old times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we were so young and free! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please bring me back to those times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*stamp feet!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i believe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my life would be more colourful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i start to step out of my comfort zone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and move on to the next level of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hopefully&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grumble over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bessie needs a snoozie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good night!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114995581097082800?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114995581097082800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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cold morning&lt;br /&gt;pour pour pour pour pour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling all drownsy and hungry!&lt;br /&gt;*my stomach is roaring*&lt;br /&gt;i had honey stars and a bao for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;and now i am craving for a hot bowl of beef noodles for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;and maybe some xiao long bao for dinner?&lt;br /&gt;bens &amp; jerry for deserts?&lt;br /&gt;no wonder bessie is gaining weight!&lt;br /&gt;with constant reminders of good food&lt;br /&gt;why wouldnt she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a workaholic! gonna start work NOW!&lt;br /&gt;goodbyee silly billies!&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114982745383539976?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114982745383539976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114982745383539976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114982745383539976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114982745383539976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/06/such-cold-morning-pour-pour-pour-pour.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114960586359598568</id><published>2006-06-07T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:57:43.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;*pouts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my june holidays are worst than the normal-school-days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that i used to detest somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but in this situation, okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i prefered my emolousygloomysillymorningmadness school-days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am being pulled down to school amost everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NEVER leave out of school before 4 good pm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lessons from 8fuckingam-4damnpm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;drawing is killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know how many lines had i drawn a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know how many circles have i been trying to draw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the illusion of lines is still on my head swirling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i bet those lines and circles are gonna sum up to millions or zillions! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the more i draw the more i'm losing the faith in myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fearing that thru my drawing i couldnt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;express out the whole idea of my concept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and people might not understand what am i doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know at this point of time i shouldnt be thinking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but is just the feeling of falling down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anytime.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;urrgghh enough of those gloomy craps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hefta get back to lines and circles once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bessie out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114960586359598568?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114960586359598568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114960586359598568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114960586359598568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114960586359598568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/06/poutsmy-june-holidays-are-worst-than.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114905492378407958</id><published>2006-06-01T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T18:22:07.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BFF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First &amp; most importantly...Happy 18th Birthday FLORA ZIN!&lt;br /&gt;hahhahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was a blast! met up with all the girlies once again.&lt;br /&gt;so much of laughter and crankiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.filelodge.com/files/room11/265659/flora%20birthday%20jpeg.jpg" alt="flora birthday jpeg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114905492378407958?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114905492378407958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114905492378407958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114905492378407958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114905492378407958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/05/bff-first-most-importantly.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114864318338674700</id><published>2006-05-27T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T19:33:59.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my diastous results&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cry no more pls!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hate to talk about my results here&lt;br /&gt;i aint want to tell the whole universe i gotton&lt;br /&gt;such a lousy results&lt;br /&gt;with that stupid brain of mine&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;i hef come to the end of my patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the heat of my tears trickled down my face&lt;br /&gt;when i saw&lt;br /&gt;2 F9, 2 D7, 1 E8 and 1 B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even subjects i used to score rather well became a failing grade&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;is like the past memories came haunting my souls again&lt;br /&gt;i fucking hate the feeling of 'regret'&lt;br /&gt;and i dont want to face the cruel fact when i was in p4 again.&lt;br /&gt;i tasted it once and not gonna let history repeat itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i admit my body became rigid&lt;br /&gt;and lost the faith in myself&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i am not gonna let this happen anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna put the past aside&lt;br /&gt;and start all over again&lt;br /&gt;let this be a learning point for me&lt;br /&gt;and the last chance to prove my own capablity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114864318338674700?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114864318338674700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114864318338674700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114864318338674700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114864318338674700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-diastous-resultscry-no-more-pls-i.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114864125138498880</id><published>2006-05-26T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T19:03:38.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Da vinci fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/z23731747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was amazingly goood!&lt;br /&gt;thou is alil chim for me and kinda&lt;br /&gt;dont get some parts&lt;br /&gt;but taa...&lt;br /&gt;no doubt for me&lt;br /&gt;dats why the book is here for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell ya' the book is even better than visuals!&lt;br /&gt;yes! no doubt watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aahhhh..is always controversial when it comes to reglion.&lt;br /&gt;but again is up to you what do you actually believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114864125138498880?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9335452.post-114831400217897288</id><published>2006-05-23T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T00:06:42.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps  is better if i dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times i thought if its mine it will be&lt;br /&gt;i lost it not only once but twice&lt;br /&gt;i thought it will never come back to me&lt;br /&gt;i panicked&lt;br /&gt;but this time round i was calm&lt;br /&gt;i told myself this&lt;br /&gt;if the olds dont go, the news will never come.&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt give up finding&lt;br /&gt;i thought i will be the happiest woman on earth&lt;br /&gt;if i could find it&lt;br /&gt;is like between a gucci heels &amp; my watch&lt;br /&gt;if i would have to choose one&lt;br /&gt;i will most probably choose my watch&lt;br /&gt;and when i found it&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt as excited as what i expect myself to be&lt;br /&gt;i was like 'ok i found it, dats cool'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt this scene so familiar?&lt;br /&gt;is not just finding yur missing item&lt;br /&gt;is also about losing someone once&lt;br /&gt;if that someone is gonna come back someday&lt;br /&gt;the special affection you thought will be the same&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even better&lt;br /&gt;but ultimately everything turned diluted&lt;br /&gt;you didnt expect it to happen&lt;br /&gt;but it certainly has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many times i got so tempted to&lt;br /&gt;but i just suck at opening my mouth&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just got so confused with myself&lt;br /&gt;i am not certain with what i want&lt;br /&gt;i just want the matter to rest&lt;br /&gt;and oh pls let be move on happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohbessie ohbessie ohbessie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114831400217897288?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114831400217897288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114831400217897288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114831400217897288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114831400217897288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-thought-i-could-maybe-i-shant.html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>sister had flew over to taiwan today for a VACATION!&lt;br /&gt;so unfair! i want a holiday too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which i suppose to do some revisions today&lt;br /&gt;thou my paper is on tuesday but still....&lt;br /&gt;i shant be wasting time bumming and bubbling&lt;br /&gt;and haha so i did today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what the fuck i did on this public holiday&lt;br /&gt;it suppose to be as planned&lt;br /&gt;and i hef to stick to it&lt;br /&gt;but it looks like it all got screwed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got sooo much things to do and i am scared&lt;br /&gt;i better get myself fresh and get back to work&lt;br /&gt;PS: seriously i need to lose some pounds&lt;br /&gt;i feeling outta shape! i need to do some vigorous exercises.&lt;br /&gt;running 100km/h?&lt;br /&gt;tennis! anna(something) is sooo hot! you know the female tennis star player?&lt;br /&gt;climbing climbing climbing!&lt;br /&gt;swimming!&lt;br /&gt;yea dats about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114744501374171759?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114744501374171759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114744501374171759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114744501374171759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114744501374171759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/05/sister-had-flew-over-to-taiwan-today.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114727576328891797</id><published>2006-05-11T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T23:42:43.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;drown cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;imma feeling all tipsy drowsy giddy dizzy miserably happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happiee?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cus ear block JUST left me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aft 16hrs? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sneezing and sneezing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doing the most unglam way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pinch your noes and blow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stuffing tissues in yur nostrils&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stink i hate flu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exams was all 'gooooood'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea is the trigger to my flu huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got one more paper to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and dats it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HURAAAAYY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no school for me till tuesday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yippyyay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114727576328891797?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114727576328891797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114727576328891797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114727576328891797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114727576328891797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/05/drown-cockroach-imma-feeling-all-tipsy.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114693714317642539</id><published>2006-05-06T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:51:45.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my craves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;coffee makes my stomach so so so so teerrribla! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plain water cleanse my dirty intestine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now i am feeling all hungry! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*goar*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am craving for some good sushis! billy bombers's huge fries! fish &amp; co. seafood platter! waffle fries! km8's calamari! jack place's steak! bouncy fish balls from ock! ban mian at bishan! wild mushroom soup from marche! strawberry sodas frm buttercup cafe (which dont exsist anymore)! ben &amp;amp; jerry's chunky monkey! haggendaz rum&amp;amp;raisins! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*drool*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can i just hef a lick of all of em? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just a lick will do!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;puuuuulll-leaaaseeee?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION GURLIES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my exams end on 16may! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dont forget to ask me out ogay!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esp for a blasting well-deserve dinner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thou i know my results will be like shiat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need a really good dinner with my good old pies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sudden fetish for "communist" cap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i wanna purchase pwettie shoesies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i will cooooontroool my temptations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i here by declare NO SHOPPING FOR ME THIS MTH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you know what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Great Singapore's sale begins on the 26thmay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shall think abt it again huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*bite lips*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;will power please activate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;de de deee ddeet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114693714317642539?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114693714317642539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114693714317642539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114693714317642539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114693714317642539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-cravescoffee-makes-my-stomach-so-so.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114665958456610175</id><published>2006-05-04T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T22:22:08.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;exams madness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; struggling at the 11th hour! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when the stress cycle comes again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;feeling butterflies in stomach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all just stink i hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everything just come too fast &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is like boom is mid yr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;boom is prelims&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;boom is BIG o's!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then i will be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pulling my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;biting my nails &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and call for SOS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am fucking restless and low in energy now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exam blues so stink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;IF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was all prepare before o's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i will be like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahhaha-ing at all those last minute workers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;showing off all my knowledges&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watching my favourite tv program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chill with my girlies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sleep all i can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no more burning mid night oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no more bitter coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no more whinnings from myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and lastly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i will be waiting for good results!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;perhaps my dream of being top student will come true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hahhahaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am turning retarded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i feel alil tipsy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AFTER COFFEE?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;%&amp;amp;%*^)%!@#%$!@#%$#^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so random&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/9335452-114665958456610175?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114665958456610175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114665958456610175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114665958456610175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114665958456610175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/05/exams-madness-i-hate-struggling-at.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114631955678096083</id><published>2006-04-30T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:05:56.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>counting down;&lt;br /&gt;less than 50hrs to my exminations&lt;br /&gt;*stiffened*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got like too many things to do&lt;br /&gt;and now i felt helpless&lt;br /&gt;too many things just need to be done&lt;br /&gt;and too little time left for me&lt;br /&gt;how?!&lt;br /&gt;*state of devastation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly,&lt;br /&gt;i miss my girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;so so so so so mucccchhh&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to make it up to them&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;things had just certaining&lt;br /&gt;gone so hectic for all of us&lt;br /&gt;some&lt;br /&gt;busying with assignments attachments exams projects&lt;br /&gt;and blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;i hope they feel the same way as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/21648749951294l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiaung, jeslin &amp; wenling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Picture040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yingqi, sheryl, jac, zhixuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Picture012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;derek and jessline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/Picture216.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/madness.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ina, sop and xuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/imiss.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cozy spot where me and qiz used to dig every wkend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss all these fun i used to have&lt;br /&gt;*grumble*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114631955678096083?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114631955678096083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114631955678096083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114631955678096083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114631955678096083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/counting-down-less-than-50hrs-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114597371368889579</id><published>2006-04-26T12:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:01:53.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;something just striked my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;RETAIL THERAPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a real mad shopping spree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ohhhhhhh boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how am i suppose to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like hefing only 2-digits left in my bank acct?!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*sulk*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i guess either nano or ipodV hefta wait till...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mom just refused to buy for me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even thou i pay myself!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but in instalment la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she is so annoyed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i mention 'instalment'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know is a bad habit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it really lighten&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alot of my load (tight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*gasp*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she says she will get it for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;once her business gets stable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is it that everytime i ask for something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that i cant afford&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is the period where her business is aint pleasing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyhows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she better keep her promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i cant save for god sake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pray for her business to get well soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i can pamper my hear drums! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate creative! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fwaoh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i left 158hrs to mug till &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my pain ass midyr exams start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the hopeful ones that will bring myself pride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is biology/ social studies and art prolly physics?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the others.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can kiss my ass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*nonchalent peace*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114597371368889579?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114597371368889579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114597371368889579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114597371368889579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114597371368889579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/something-just-striked-my-mindretail_25.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114572272790822507</id><published>2006-04-22T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T00:30:46.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May Goal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/myipod.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes! dats you dont run!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this sexy lil thang got me so facinated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to invest on everything just to get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SG548&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how many mths must i save? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how many mths i cant go to coffee bean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how many mths i cant shop for my desires?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how many mths i cant indulge myself on food?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how many times i hef to mop the floor just to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;earn that 10bux frm my mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ard 60 times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;probably i shall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mop floor to get ipod &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;deal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its really time for me to change my daily usage(excuse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the creative one i am using now sucks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it just pissed me off whenever it goes off like suddenly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need a new mp3 pull-lease! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esp i travels alot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;music is the source that keeps me going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;move on to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;definately worth to invest on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anybody wish to get me this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;please kindly drop me an email&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'll be so please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114572272790822507?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114572272790822507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114572272790822507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114572272790822507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114572272790822507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/may-goal-yes-dats-you-dont-runthis.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114545536279341772</id><published>2006-04-20T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T22:02:42.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>period sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma feeling terrible&lt;br /&gt;imma all fucked&lt;br /&gt;not just period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;alot of issues coming in&lt;br /&gt;mixture of feelings&lt;br /&gt;sweet bitter sour spicy&lt;br /&gt;i just hate doing things&lt;br /&gt;that i am suck at&lt;br /&gt;tommorow&lt;br /&gt;yes tml i gonna face the damn shit&lt;br /&gt;i just cant wait for it to end&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so done with everything&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114545536279341772?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114545536279341772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114545536279341772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114545536279341772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114545536279341772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/period-sucks-imma-feeling-terrible.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114536703002955695</id><published>2006-04-19T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:30:30.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;when i start asking myself this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;' bessie whats your forte?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ummmm....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think deeply again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think even deeper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i came to realise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing indeed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this is really sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am not exactly good in anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am rather a average plain jane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;who is just an average player&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;be it sports, studies or person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when people says &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there is always a special talent in everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think that is completely bullshit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont hef&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats so unfair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or prolly i hef yet to seek my so called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'special talent'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'it's alright &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think god can explain'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114536703002955695?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114536703002955695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114536703002955695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114536703002955695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114536703002955695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-i-start-asking-myself-this-bessie.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114518477411163821</id><published>2006-04-17T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T18:52:54.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/goldcard.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!!!&lt;br /&gt;holy shit&lt;br /&gt;i used up the whole of yst night to finish this card&lt;br /&gt;phew~&lt;br /&gt;is all worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 candles to you&lt;br /&gt;our mighty mighty loh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my week was all gooooooood!&lt;br /&gt;mom is nice to FINALLY took a off day break&lt;br /&gt;for me and sister&lt;br /&gt;crsytal jade for lunch&lt;br /&gt;and hell i ate sooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;my appetite is HUMONGOUS now!&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling fat!&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dragging my feet back to the study table*&lt;br /&gt;i am so reluctant to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114518477411163821?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114518477411163821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114518477411163821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114518477411163821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114518477411163821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/tada-holy-shit-i-used-up-whole-of-yst.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114502298588016321</id><published>2006-04-15T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T21:56:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'so long sweet summer i stumbled upon you and gracefully basked in your rays'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wet hair(bad)&lt;br /&gt;clean body&lt;br /&gt;comfy clothing&lt;br /&gt;laguna beach watching&lt;br /&gt;cold pizza&lt;br /&gt;cold wings&lt;br /&gt;cold fries&lt;br /&gt;icy water&lt;br /&gt;browsing&lt;br /&gt;blogging&lt;br /&gt;singing&lt;br /&gt;smiling&lt;br /&gt;two summarys are waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got so distracted easily!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so random&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114502298588016321?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114502298588016321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114502298588016321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114502298588016321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114502298588016321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-long-sweet-summer-i-stumbled-upon.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114493682275964188</id><published>2006-04-14T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T22:00:22.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/41140.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thumbs up for this horror/thriller movie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;go watch it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;definately worth the 8bux! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the story line is superb! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;contemplating what movie to watch this weekend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this horror flick will be just the right one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i must admit some parts are really freaky and creepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh boy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there are a list of things i wanna/NEED to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 )  Hair treatment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am a vain-pok i admit! all thanks to my hair la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hef been suffering frm bad hair day recently&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i so need to heal em! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;get the fizzy hair off pullease! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 ) TANNING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really cant run away frm that! i am so fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fucking fair indeed! other than that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I MISS THE BEACH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my favourite spot still siloso walk &amp; km8 (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 ) GET STARTED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mugging! my mid-yr in 2wks time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 ) GUCCI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GUCCIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4 ) LAGUNA BEACH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wanna go there for a vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of cus i wanna meet stephen *blush*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5 ) BALI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as i said i miss the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so it reminds me of surf brands! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so cheap over there la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6 ) BANGKOK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my class's girlies had decided to head to bangkok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aft o's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we gonna club like mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;show off our mad-dancing creations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;drink like drunkards!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;flirt with baboks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7 ) get consulted in NSC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay! finally got appointment on wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i cant wait to see flawless beautiful skin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8 ) GET A MANSION IN LAGUNA BEACH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want LC'S mansion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh gawl.... it looks like a resort instead la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;outdoor jacuzzi , superb big kitchen, huge living room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the jacuzzi is the amazing one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and a aston martin to be parked outside will be perfect! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fuyoooo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just cant wait for O's to be over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hustle free and there i go to persue my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in getting huge mansion in laguna beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok i know you guys wanna throw me two words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;' FAT HOPE ' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114493682275964188?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114493682275964188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114493682275964188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114493682275964188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114493682275964188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/thumbs-up-for-this-horrorthriller.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114468295102999618</id><published>2006-04-11T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T23:29:11.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for godsake i came back to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for once i felt that i am BESSIE YE once again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heeeeeehaaaaaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the orginal bessie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the ever fun-loving bessie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the ever chattie bessie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the ever nonsencial bessie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the ever dramma bessie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the ever laugh machine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the ever ever happy happy bessie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont know why am i soo happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am just happy for unknown reasons (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lets celebrate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh-happy-day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or rather a happy week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or rather a happy mth?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just love to be happy outta nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just happy will do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114468295102999618?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114468295102999618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114468295102999618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114468295102999618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114468295102999618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/happyfor-godsake-i-came-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114458957858019048</id><published>2006-04-10T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:32:59.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somethings are just not going on your own will&lt;br /&gt;they will just twist alil here and there&lt;br /&gt;and became unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;life is as such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just wanted to speak up&lt;br /&gt;just want to say something&lt;br /&gt;but you suddenly got&lt;br /&gt;tongue-tied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;it always happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to be left confuse&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;with no clue&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i looked back&lt;br /&gt;i can sence something&lt;br /&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;worth waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-motivate me to start mugging-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114458957858019048?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114458957858019048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114458957858019048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114458957858019048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114458957858019048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/somethings-are-just-not-going-on-your.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114432642355720873</id><published>2006-04-07T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T20:27:04.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sugar Ray-When Its Over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's the time I fall in love again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That's the time you're in my heart again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it never ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that I used to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the words that got in the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that I used to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have gone out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that she used to bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the songs she used to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the favorite TV shows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have gone out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm missing you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never knew how much she'd loved me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm missing you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never knew how much you meant to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need you and when you go go go go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know, it never ends, never ends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that I used to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the words that got in the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that I used to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have gone out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that she used to bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the songs she used to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the favorite TV shows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have gone out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When it's over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Can I still come over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When it's overIs it really over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or are you coming back this time, this time, this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that I used to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the words that got in the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that I used to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have gone out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that she used to bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the songs she used to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the favorite TV shows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have gone out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that I used to say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the words that got in the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that I used to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have gone out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the things that she used to bring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the songs she used to sing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the favorite TV shows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have gone out the window&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i aint wanna elaborate yesterday's tragedy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that moment was sucha stupid demeanour of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love makes a person goes insane when it over powers you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dats how pathetic my state is now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i putted in so much of unnessasary emotions into it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the issue was being blew up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not by him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;either way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is our strategy gonna be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;disassociate with each other?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;by ignoring?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;or by pretending?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what so ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am over this shit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OVER AND DONE WITH IT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;life still goes on, with or without you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114432642355720873?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114432642355720873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114432642355720873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114432642355720873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9335452/posts/default/114432642355720873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/2006/04/sugar-ray-when-its-overwhen-its.html' title=''/><author><name>BESSIE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05837316671494284168</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-9335452.post-114423654376876189</id><published>2006-04-06T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T19:29:03.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a sudden gulit just washed over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i am being so mean&lt;br /&gt;the other day&lt;br /&gt;for avoiding for ignoring&lt;br /&gt;for being fucking&lt;br /&gt;stuck up&lt;br /&gt;you know what&lt;br /&gt;here i am trying hard&lt;br /&gt;to get over you&lt;br /&gt;and there you are&lt;br /&gt;trying hard starting a conversation&lt;br /&gt;what am i suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;what will you think abt me right now?&lt;br /&gt;'dat fucking bitch deserve to die?'&lt;br /&gt;'why is she ingoring me?'&lt;br /&gt;'screw dat sucker up?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prolly i should just&lt;br /&gt;throw away my dignity&lt;br /&gt;for a while&lt;br /&gt;to apologise&lt;br /&gt;for the juvenile act of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v314/beachylicious/chinesenewyr.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9335452-114423654376876189?l=7desperateminutes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://7desperateminutes.blogspot.com/feeds/114423654376876189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9335452&amp;postID=114423654376876189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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