<?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-32258866</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:40:05.871+08:00</updated><category term='MacroEconomics'/><category term='Big girls don&apos;t cry'/><category term='LOL'/><category term='everything is beautiful'/><category term='Infatuation'/><category term='Mugging'/><title type='text'>each time i make a step_</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>227</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-5721347435684619661</id><published>2007-08-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:21:35.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big girls don&apos;t cry'/><title type='text'>I hope you know, Im a big girl now.</title><content type='html'>Bah. Today had been productive? Quite, I reckon. I mugged from 10 til 2pm, only to receive a msg from Jer that he had reached. Right. So I had to get changed to meet him. Well, we had our sushi buffet at Sakae. It's been ages since I had sushi. Anyway, the 2 retards stuffed 21 plates of sushi into their stomach. I was turned off by their appetites. Man. They are definitely monsters in disguise. Serve them right for suffering from indigestion problems.! Both of them had to make toilet trips only to vomit out the contents. Wonderful. The toilet cleaner will be having a good time cleaning the toilet. Oh well. It's been some time since I saw the guys. They haven't changed a bit. The idiots who always have a good time bullying me. argh. They are genuine, at least. Don't know what it means? Go figure. I think too much reading of Marcus' blog makes me blog such entries. HAHA. No offence, marcus! Just a metaphor. you know? Chill man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I should be mugging. But... things just don't work well with my brain. Im suffering from a so-called mental breakdown. Mugging is good. Too much will hurt the brain. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was listening to this song by Wang Lee Hom. Well, not really a fan of MandoPop. But this particular song is quite inspirational. It's called Xing Qi Liu De Shen Ye. It means Wee hours of Saturday. Bah. Im not that good with translation either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. This is the longest entry I've been blogging so far! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh great. Migraine is coming back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-5721347435684619661?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5721347435684619661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5721347435684619661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-hope-you-know-im-big-girl-now.html' title='I hope you know, Im a big girl now.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-1712522247849276339</id><published>2007-08-10T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T20:36:35.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>Oh well, I feel so accomplished. I have covered BMGT, at least. After which, I had a jamming session with Charles' piano. Man. That thing. It's been a year since I touched it. Maybe it's the only favorite piece in my mind, that's why I could still remember so vividly. Unlike the other pieces, I only had some vague memory of them. I will start jamming the piano again, perhaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are there so many beautiful girls in the world? Okay. I envy them,perhaps. Im ugly, that's true! Oh,what else? Why are there so many thin girls in the world? Because I am fat! (: &lt;br /&gt;So overall, I am fat and ugly. FATTY ME!(: &lt;br /&gt;Oh shut up. Get back to revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-1712522247849276339?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1712522247849276339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1712522247849276339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8065194623605898460</id><published>2007-08-10T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:25.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from 0908</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrv2EFbLdWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PRrmzEUO-Tk/s1600-h/DSC01238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrv2EFbLdWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PRrmzEUO-Tk/s200/DSC01238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096937953335932258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrv09lbLdVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rSlCeQFJMLw/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrv09lbLdVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rSlCeQFJMLw/s200/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096936742155154770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrv0oVbLdUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7rZQ8MNlDDw/s1600-h/DSC01212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrv0oVbLdUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7rZQ8MNlDDw/s200/DSC01212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096936377082934594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8065194623605898460?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8065194623605898460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8065194623605898460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/pictures-from-0908.html' title='Pictures from 0908'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrv2EFbLdWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/PRrmzEUO-Tk/s72-c/DSC01238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-754196374478891793</id><published>2007-08-09T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:13:18.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Singapore!</title><content type='html'>hello earthlings! &amp; HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!(whatever) Anyway, I met up with darl in the morning for mugging session at TCC. We really mugged, mind you. Charles came along and we lunched at Secret Recipe. Chocolate Banana was the bomb! After which, Jer came to join us and we went to watch Secret. Well, the movie was kinda boring in the beginning cause the introduction was kinda mundane. Alright. This movie requires some thinking so you have to think a bit more to get the twist of the story. Overall, the movie was average. We headed for the field to watch the fireworks display. The display was a blast. It was great. We headed for B&amp;J for ice cream. We parted after that. I wanna say, THANKS CHARLES' DAD FOR THE RIDE HOME!^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: photos to be uploaded soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-754196374478891793?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/754196374478891793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/754196374478891793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-singapore.html' title='Happy Birthday Singapore!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3502780763209389989</id><published>2007-08-08T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:27.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6H'02</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrm0B1bLdSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VX34d9g33Dc/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrm0B1bLdSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VX34d9g33Dc/s200/DSC01200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096302396960372002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.O.V.E LOVE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrmzPlbLdRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ozm9HnIaAec/s1600-h/DSC01198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrmzPlbLdRI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ozm9HnIaAec/s200/DSC01198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096301533671945490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!it's scandalous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrmyyFbLdQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8YTFcA0B4VY/s1600-h/DSC01195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrmyyFbLdQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/8YTFcA0B4VY/s200/DSC01195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096301026865804546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA VS AC,with TJ as middleman??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrmx-1bLdOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SL14S5LeIE0/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrmx-1bLdOI/AAAAAAAAAJM/SL14S5LeIE0/s200/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096300146397508834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA VS AC. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrmw6lbLdNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9Xqxf8kZoP8/s1600-h/DSC01192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrmw6lbLdNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9Xqxf8kZoP8/s200/DSC01192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096298973871437010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrmwnFbLdMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Jt4Fr6nT2tE/s1600-h/DSC01173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrmwnFbLdMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Jt4Fr6nT2tE/s200/DSC01173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096298638863987906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrmv9FbLdLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6ftlvmPKvF8/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrmv9FbLdLI/AAAAAAAAAI0/6ftlvmPKvF8/s200/DSC01171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096297917309482162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrmvoFbLdKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fxk0AJy0HAk/s1600-h/DSC01169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrmvoFbLdKI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fxk0AJy0HAk/s200/DSC01169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096297556532229282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures do the talking. I just love them all, my wonderful 6H classmates of NYPS(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3502780763209389989?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3502780763209389989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3502780763209389989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/6h02.html' title='6H&apos;02'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rrm0B1bLdSI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VX34d9g33Dc/s72-c/DSC01200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7559774331943214028</id><published>2007-08-06T19:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T19:52:23.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BASKET.</title><content type='html'>Damn it. BCA was horrible. I believe that the people who went into Block 72 would come out with these words, "FUCK!BASKET!WHAT THE HELL!" Definitely. Why, the papers from the previous years are much easier? What the hell. Life isn't fair huh? &lt;br /&gt;oh well. it's over, isn't? We will breathe easy, at least. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts were good, my beloved TB22? Tye Wei, stop your Hi-Fat nonsense!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop blogging for one day, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7559774331943214028?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7559774331943214028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7559774331943214028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/basket.html' title='BASKET.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4560248887164040637</id><published>2007-08-05T23:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T23:12:32.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POA-POKE OUR ASS</title><content type='html'>FUCKING POA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IHATEYOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4560248887164040637?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4560248887164040637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4560248887164040637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/poa-poke-our-ass.html' title='POA-POKE OUR ASS'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-69866368197055129</id><published>2007-08-05T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:28.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food fiesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrWexFbLdJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qUaOwV4DPIo/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrWexFbLdJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qUaOwV4DPIo/s200/DSC01123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095153119546537106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the smiley-face is freaking cute!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrWePVbLdII/AAAAAAAAAIc/0yEozFL6mJM/s1600-h/DSC01122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrWePVbLdII/AAAAAAAAAIc/0yEozFL6mJM/s200/DSC01122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095152539725952130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts galore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-69866368197055129?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/69866368197055129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/69866368197055129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/food-fiesta.html' title='Food fiesta'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrWexFbLdJI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qUaOwV4DPIo/s72-c/DSC01123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3022983150164590547</id><published>2007-08-04T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T19:15:36.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>donuts!donuts!Donuts fever.</title><content type='html'>Was feeling random and decided to take a bus to BPP and queued for Missy Donuts. I received a phone call from Dunkin' Donuts(like finally!) that I have to collect the donuts from them tmrw!How exciting!Omg. Shut up, sarah. whatever. Being excited at the thought of seeing those donuts. Muahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3022983150164590547?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3022983150164590547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3022983150164590547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/donutsdonutsdonuts-fever.html' title='donuts!donuts!Donuts fever.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3928692746990383918</id><published>2007-08-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T22:30:21.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive?Unproductive? You name it.</title><content type='html'>Well, I skipped LMS though it's the last lesson of IS module. It's stupid anyway. I feel that my life is managed very well though. HAHA. Nice try, Sarah. It has been a productive day, almost. haha. I've covered 2 topics of BLaw, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 14TH BIRTHDAY,NY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY AUNTY TYE TYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think 2 persons' birthday can fall on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im dead sure I have given up on you. thanks for the memories.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3928692746990383918?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3928692746990383918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3928692746990383918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/productiveunproductive-you-name-it.html' title='Productive?Unproductive? You name it.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6882765348213186636</id><published>2007-08-03T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T15:53:16.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Digression, maybe</title><content type='html'>Okay. Let's see. I woke up at 12 noon!Like OMG! It's the first time, seriously. Guess it's the drowsiness caused by the medicine. Oh well. Wanted to mug right away but since the HK drama was showing, I put revision aside for a while til now! That is why I can't possibly study at home. I really hope to get my donuts on Sunday! Bah.&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I want to meet up with the guys again. I miss them!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TB22, please do not forget about the Hands-On Test on Monday!Especially to MARCUS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6882765348213186636?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6882765348213186636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6882765348213186636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/digression-maybe.html' title='Digression, maybe'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4286054475770912309</id><published>2007-08-02T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:28.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infatuation'/><title type='text'>Finding my place in the diary of jane.</title><content type='html'>It's been proven that I cannot study at home. I will digress from revision at home, whereas I can mug in peace at the library. HAHA. What an irony, isn't? oh well, Charles' my study buddy so he dragged me to the library. Yeah. After which, Jer came to join us. We headed for KFC at Far East Plaza. Planned to go for ice cream but Charles wasn't feeling well so we decided to head for home instead. I didn't feel very good either. The burger, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrH2ZFbLdGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BaJfY_EPA8o/s1600-h/DSC00564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrH2ZFbLdGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BaJfY_EPA8o/s200/DSC00564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094123564346078306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look awful when Im sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrH2rVbLdHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Iw7w51L5t_w/s1600-h/DSC00566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrH2rVbLdHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Iw7w51L5t_w/s200/DSC00566.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094123877878690930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4286054475770912309?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4286054475770912309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4286054475770912309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/finding-my-place-in-diary-of-jane.html' title='Finding my place in the diary of jane.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RrH2ZFbLdGI/AAAAAAAAAIM/BaJfY_EPA8o/s72-c/DSC00564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3717685704052635862</id><published>2007-08-01T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T21:25:00.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye TB22?</title><content type='html'>Alright. Today's the so-called unofficial departure from TB22 because of the 2-week study period. Yes. Tye Wei, it's a budget cum fattening Chocolate Mousse cake. HAHA. Anyway, guys be positive ok! We're so going to stick together next semester!We can do it!Go for it!We're the best! whahaha. Marcus predicted that we're not going to be together. It's not true! what the hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TB22 IS THE BEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: dear huiting, i want the photos please! (: HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3717685704052635862?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3717685704052635862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3717685704052635862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/goodbye-tb22.html' title='Goodbye TB22?'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6275892048963488406</id><published>2007-08-01T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T14:27:58.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's the One -/</title><content type='html'>I love chatting with Jer. He never fails to cheer me up. I definitely felt much better after confiding in him. (: Just the thought of it makes me sick. I had been a stupid fool all along. Oh well, I had been thinking too much lately. That's so myself, isn't? I've got to catch up with revision soon. I don't wanna think about it anymore. PERIOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have been stupid. Utterly stupid. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6275892048963488406?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6275892048963488406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6275892048963488406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/08/shes-one.html' title='She&apos;s the One -/'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-5268890774416292382</id><published>2007-07-31T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:47:11.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Management.</title><content type='html'>It's 9.45 am right now. Im sitting between 2 hardworking and "hungry" students namely, Min Yen and Hui Ting. I think Im beginning to feel the stress among them now. Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for the short-lived memory. I'll keep this forever in my heart. (: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-5268890774416292382?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5268890774416292382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5268890774416292382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/stress-management.html' title='Stress Management.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-691681481330228694</id><published>2007-07-30T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T21:36:31.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiloge: Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Went to watch HarryPotter after revision lecture. Movie was kinda average. Was expecting something more exciting. Oh well, that was it. I gotta get started with Econs!! Ah. I've been hearing "fuck" and "irritating" the whole day. Due to someone's influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was just an infatuation after all. You've always been treating me like your younger sister. I knew it. I shouldn't be thinking so much. Thanks for making me realise that before I fall deeper for you. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-691681481330228694?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/691681481330228694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/691681481330228694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/epiloge-harry-potter.html' title='Epiloge: Harry Potter'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2693066378393149330</id><published>2007-07-29T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:31:30.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How did I fall in love with you</title><content type='html'>Many thoughts have been going through my mind. I must have been thinking too much. I don't think he even likes me either. He couldn't even get over his ex. oh please. Get back to reality, Sarah! Wth. Exams are approaching soon!Okay. whatever. I couldn't care less anymore. I have to stop my procrastinations and get on with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wonder. Do you....?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2693066378393149330?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2693066378393149330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2693066378393149330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-did-i-fall-in-love-with-you.html' title='How did I fall in love with you'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-137562289859197295</id><published>2007-07-29T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:56:06.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I must have been thinking too much</title><content type='html'>I don't believe that such good things will ever happen to me. Im rather skeptical about this. I have a hunch that it's been a wishful thinking on my part. Oh well, I'll make the best of this moment then (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope this is not my wishful thinking. I don't wanna think about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-137562289859197295?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/137562289859197295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/137562289859197295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-must-have-been-thinking-too-much.html' title='I must have been thinking too much'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-85057357128001607</id><published>2007-07-29T10:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T10:59:15.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StageWerkz 07</title><content type='html'>So hello. We had our StageWerkz finale yesterday. Well, it didn't start off very well initially. I reckon, Im quite a judgmental person. I often judge a person's emotions based on her facial expressions. It doesn't mean that if someone looked fierce, she's definitely not to be trifled with. So, we started to warm up and joked around with one another. Haha. The Logistics team, aka " The Sai-Kang Warriors". President of " The Sai Kang Warriors" is none other than Chu hao! PeiShan, you've done your best! We all love you!Though Im not quite a fan of Mando-Pop music, but Ding Ren blew me away with his "Jay-Chou-alike" voice. My heart kinda melted upon hearing his voice. After which, we had our cam-whoring session which lasted almost an hour? Good grief. haha. Headed to KAP for dinner-supper. Salny really cracked me up with her trademark laughter. And derek, you laughing hyena! Oh well, the 9 McNuggets Heroes/Heroines~ I'll never forget the times when we sneaked out for supper at KAP. Jer, IM SO EXCITED! You know it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY DONUTS...............ARE GONE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-85057357128001607?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/85057357128001607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/85057357128001607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/stagewerkz-07.html' title='StageWerkz 07'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4431751960159444563</id><published>2007-07-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:46:22.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider Pig</title><content type='html'>Spider Pig Spider Pig~ Omg. The song is playing in my mind. Haha. Oh well, Simpsons was a blast. The movie was so comical. Yeah indeed. Haha. Homer Simpson cracked me up. Oh yeah, we had our dinner very interestingly. We looked like pathetic children who are homeless. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry, TB22. Maybe I think too much. Maybe Im too sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't screw up. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. Donuts on Monday! Can't wait!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really can't wait for that day to come..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4431751960159444563?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4431751960159444563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4431751960159444563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/spider-pig.html' title='Spider Pig'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-1042356582248588918</id><published>2007-07-27T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T09:45:38.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything is beautiful'/><title type='text'>Thank you for making me a fighter</title><content type='html'>Everyone's not ugly. They are pretty in their own way. Haha. I don't practise what I preach. Read T's blog. Someone spammed her LJ saying that she thinks that she's pretty, yada yada yada and she's obsessed with herself. Wth. I feel that if you were to give such comments, I hope you'll reflect upon yourself. like you're god-damn beautiful to comment on someone being narcisstic? Oh please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Life's beautiful. Be optimistic.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-1042356582248588918?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1042356582248588918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1042356582248588918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/thank-you-for-making-me-fighter.html' title='Thank you for making me a fighter'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6754607522723464183</id><published>2007-07-26T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:29.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqhSVFbLdFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cITLhh6VXrI/s1600-h/Hard_rain_by_gilad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqhSVFbLdFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cITLhh6VXrI/s200/Hard_rain_by_gilad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091409900929250386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather has not been good for the past few days, so are our moods. I have skipped trainings nowadays. It seems like my passion for fencing is fading. Oh well. Maybe Im a sensitive person who has issues. I have been thinking a lot lately. Perhaps Im a person who thinks too much. I misinterpreted a person's behaviour with anger. Right. I have low self-esteem/no confidence in myself. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; I suppose you can't feel it coming. Maybe it's time for me to give up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6754607522723464183?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6754607522723464183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6754607522723464183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep thoughts'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqhSVFbLdFI/AAAAAAAAAIE/cITLhh6VXrI/s72-c/Hard_rain_by_gilad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7388530782514168972</id><published>2007-07-25T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:14:20.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what should I do to make you mine.</title><content type='html'>So hello. Business law test was over. HAHA. Jap test was horrible. I had been turning around and made eyes at Charles to signal for answers. But it seemed like my attempt was futile. Oh well. Haha. It seems like I can make friends with strangers very quickly. Sebas was having a chat with her friends and I happened to join their conversation and I started laughing with them. It's amazing that I could make 2 friends within 5 minutes of jokes and laughter and one of them happened to be in BS too. &lt;br /&gt;We have many friends in our lives. But just how many good friends can we afford to have around us? I reckon we should have a reasonable amount of friends which should suffice, isn't? Just being random. I really enjoy being with my class. It's really saddening when we are going to be separated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no idea when this feeling is going to stop but all i know is that you can never be mine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7388530782514168972?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7388530782514168972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7388530782514168972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-should-i-do-to-make-you-mine.html' title='what should I do to make you mine.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8201996610960745299</id><published>2007-07-23T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T21:26:24.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you leave me breathless when you are with me.</title><content type='html'>Vacancy was proven to be horrible. I want a refund back! Oh well, after which, we went to the cafe for sandwiches and stuff. Another day again. Oh well. I have to really get on with mugging after the Simpsons movie outing on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your presence stopped my breathing at that moment. Being with you was the most enjoyable moment. Your stare inflicts the fire in me. One message from you made my day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8201996610960745299?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8201996610960745299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8201996610960745299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-leave-me-breathless-when-you-are.html' title='you leave me breathless when you are with me.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3199055869527443551</id><published>2007-07-23T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T13:37:55.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things were not meant to be.</title><content type='html'>Was reading my classmate's blog; quote his entry- people who are beautiful inside tend to look more beautiful than people who only care about being beautiful outside. Oh well, it suddenly came upon me that "Beauty is only skin deep" is RUBBISH. Most guys would judge girls based on their appearances. Agree? Anyway, I had a major shock when I stepped onto the "familiar" machine. darn. Mom told me I lost weight? Whom to believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3199055869527443551?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3199055869527443551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3199055869527443551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/things-were-not-meant-to-be.html' title='Things were not meant to be.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3545869907704737619</id><published>2007-07-22T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:22:21.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jet'aime.</title><content type='html'>so hello. I feel so accomplished. I just completed 3 chapters of POA, and I understood the concept without the help of tutors. This has made me realise that the tutor has become a redundance to my learning. HAHA. Im sure Stacy will agree with this statement. Anyway, Mom's coming back from China. Everyone's staying up just to wait for her arrival. How grand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've not gotten over you completely...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3545869907704737619?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3545869907704737619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3545869907704737619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/jetaime.html' title='Jet&apos;aime.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6139840222025945615</id><published>2007-07-21T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T21:46:01.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday, all my troubles seem so far away</title><content type='html'>I feel so unproductive the whole day. I haven't accomplished anything at all. I was supposed to revise POA yet I slept through the afternoon followed by jogging in the evening. On the contrary, I haven't stepped onto the weighing scale for quite some time. Shock was the only word that could describe my expression- I gained weight! oh fuck. I have always been optimistic about my weight and yet I GAINED WEIGHT! All the more Im determined to run more rounds at the park downstairs. Darn. Im kinda demoralized. Forget about wearing dresses, tubes, spaghettis. I'll look uberly fat in them. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I ordered 3 boxes of donuts from Dunkin' Donuts. Haha. Edgar told me that he wanted donuts, so I'll be a good sister and treat him to donuts. Not forgettig TB22- I ordered one box for you too! How nice of me!HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 July Please come quickly!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6139840222025945615?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6139840222025945615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6139840222025945615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/yesterday-all-my-troubles-seem-so-far.html' title='Yesterday, all my troubles seem so far away'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8866831837621159635</id><published>2007-07-21T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:30.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain rain go away, Come again another day.</title><content type='html'>So hello. Im sober now. HAHA. Oh right, we had hell loads of fun and laughter, definitely! All the smashing of cakes and spraying of water. I can see that we have potential singers in our class. Heh. Everyone was really high last night. Oh yeah. They were really high and "broke-back mountain-ing" omg. You should have seen the photos and the video clips. Evidence of the scandals are captured. Muahahaha. Stacy, you must not be saddened by the fact that we "forgot" your birthday. THAT WAS A PLOT! Haha. Your "don't-think-so-much" mentality should remain that way. :):) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqF8sFbLdAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0G43643Q198/s1600-h/DSC00993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqF8sFbLdAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0G43643Q198/s200/DSC00993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089486150717633538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan's sexy and alluring legs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqF9clbLdBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Q6JptE7MNEM/s1600-h/DSC01003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqF9clbLdBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Q6JptE7MNEM/s200/DSC01003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089486983941288978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaky hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqF-ClbLdCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FtP5rT5X1AA/s1600-h/DSC01013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqF-ClbLdCI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FtP5rT5X1AA/s200/DSC01013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089487636776317986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. See no evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqGtT1bLdDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8Z-4sS3Lkvc/s1600-h/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqGtT1bLdDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8Z-4sS3Lkvc/s200/DSC01037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089539610175566898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Ah-pek" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqGuDVbLdEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/hwibRC6TpHQ/s1600-h/DSC01051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqGuDVbLdEI/AAAAAAAAAH8/hwibRC6TpHQ/s200/DSC01051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089540426219353154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. three-some BrokeBack mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8866831837621159635?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8866831837621159635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8866831837621159635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-rain-go-away-come-again-another.html' title='Rain rain go away, Come again another day.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RqF8sFbLdAI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0G43643Q198/s72-c/DSC00993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7560140015328874286</id><published>2007-07-21T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:12:45.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasted.</title><content type='html'>Sorry people. Im really wasted. I think I've been on hiatus from liqour so yeah. HAHA. Im kinda high, still. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7560140015328874286?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7560140015328874286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7560140015328874286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/wasted.html' title='Wasted.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6973305280665267713</id><published>2007-07-18T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:31.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been fool all along</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rp4jA6xSycI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gpVekuy3B_M/s1600-h/fetishism_by_firatkumral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rp4jA6xSycI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gpVekuy3B_M/s200/fetishism_by_firatkumral.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088543127658219970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They say "A pair of good shoes will take you to a beautiful place".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say, the presentation was a success for Martini. Good job girls!I love you! HAHA! Anyway, we finally had our so-called Class Cam-Whoring session with the aid of Raymond's webcam. HAHA. The guys... are really major cam-whores. Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rp4j56xSydI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0ir7vn_VVJ4/s1600-h/CapturedFile002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rp4j56xSydI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0ir7vn_VVJ4/s200/CapturedFile002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088544106910763474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rp4kUqxSyeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OTEYZx53mVs/s1600-h/CapturedFile003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rp4kUqxSyeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/OTEYZx53mVs/s200/CapturedFile003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088544566472264162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6973305280665267713?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6973305280665267713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6973305280665267713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-been-fool-all-along.html' title='I have been fool all along'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rp4jA6xSycI/AAAAAAAAAHE/gpVekuy3B_M/s72-c/fetishism_by_firatkumral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8882930050032530445</id><published>2007-07-18T10:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T10:02:57.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM REIGNS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;PBL NO MORE!! (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8882930050032530445?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8882930050032530445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8882930050032530445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/freedom-reigns.html' title='FREEDOM REIGNS'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3572438444336476127</id><published>2007-07-17T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T00:02:42.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break away from everything. -</title><content type='html'>I really had a bad day at school. When there's a time to get serious, please freaking get your ass to work! When there's a time to laugh and play, we'll definitely play along with you. For goodness' sake, you guys are older than us. Please be mature and not think that the head is controlling you!Wth. I really pity ZK but Im neutral about this issue. Im supporting neither of you. And to the girls, Im terribly sorry about my attitude today. I promise that will never happen again. I gotta get back to my presentation slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3572438444336476127?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3572438444336476127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3572438444336476127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/break-away-from-everything.html' title='Break away from everything. -'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8393686787670792744</id><published>2007-07-17T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T08:39:12.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more illusions, just being realistic</title><content type='html'>To-do list: Diet like nobody's business. &lt;br /&gt;            Get started with mugging ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;            TB22 BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8393686787670792744?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8393686787670792744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8393686787670792744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-more-illusions-just-being-realistic.html' title='No more illusions, just being realistic'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8128751736863202423</id><published>2007-07-16T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T18:10:23.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't make this feeling stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/956/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Matt/i-dont-care-if-its-years-late-chumbawumba-fucking-blows.png" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8128751736863202423?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8128751736863202423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8128751736863202423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/cant-make-this-feeling-stop.html' title='Can&apos;t make this feeling stop'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2220075038737607264</id><published>2007-07-15T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:53:50.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all I wanted.</title><content type='html'>The reason to be suicidal: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was rushing through the project, Dad said, "Sarah looked photogenic when she was younger, especially when she was &lt;strong&gt;slimmer&lt;/strong&gt;." Initially, I didn't care about what he said. Not after when he started to give me THAT SMILe*. It meant that I've put on weight. Fuck. Okay. I hate it when he has to compare my previous looks with the current looks. Speaking of which, Im reminded of prom night. Dad reminded me to watch my diet. Urgh. I mean, am I really fat? Did I really put on weight? Im really saddened by the fact that my own father hated the way I look now. &amp; when he said I looked photogenic, it meant that I don't look good in reality. Is that what you're trying to mean? What the fuck. I can't eat in peace. FINE! You want to see the freaking skinny me? I'll do it. I can be extreme if you want me to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I've submitted PBL to Mel. Ah. A relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The perfect words never crossed my mind cause there was nothing but YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2220075038737607264?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2220075038737607264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2220075038737607264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-i-wanted.html' title='all I wanted.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2552696985799486707</id><published>2007-07-15T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T12:43:11.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>put me out of misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;When you said I was too young for you, I knew that things wouldn't work between us. When you said you couldn't forget your ex-girlfriend, I knew that I wouldn't stand a chance. Now that you've said we're 2 different people, my hopes are dashed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what Jerald said makes sense after all. " If you cann't get someone off your mind, he's probably supposed to be there after all". I think you're supposed to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2552696985799486707?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2552696985799486707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2552696985799486707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/put-me-out-of-misery.html' title='put me out of misery'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4456631013696342248</id><published>2007-07-14T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:31.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys,boys,boys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rpi56qxSybI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TivWPDxHL-w/s1600-h/Oguri_Shun___Wallpaper_by_ColdEnigma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rpi56qxSybI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TivWPDxHL-w/s200/Oguri_Shun___Wallpaper_by_ColdEnigma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087020196679567794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Sexy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4456631013696342248?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4456631013696342248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4456631013696342248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/boysboysboys.html' title='Boys,boys,boys.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rpi56qxSybI/AAAAAAAAAG8/TivWPDxHL-w/s72-c/Oguri_Shun___Wallpaper_by_ColdEnigma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8852825828898434444</id><published>2007-07-14T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T19:14:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You had me suicidal</title><content type='html'>Oh well. Nothing "EXCITING" happened recently. Just that Im becoming more random each day(: That's my trademark. Gah. Im stoning. I should be getting back to my usual EXCEL workbook. Bloody Excel. Fucking PBL. Idiotic BCA. I had a breakdown at the mention of it. Darn. Everything's going slow and mundane today. I need excitement. Not that kinda excitement, you dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't stop thinking about you all the time. We hardly speak yet my feelings for you are stronger each day. Your stare starts the fire in me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/15/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/ComicaziRob20.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8852825828898434444?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8852825828898434444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8852825828898434444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/you-had-me-suicidal.html' title='You had me suicidal'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3207171160659883148</id><published>2007-07-14T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T10:39:02.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn all these beautiful girls.</title><content type='html'>Econs= Suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the Econs test, I went to Newton Circus with the class. HAHA. We had Budget Deficit. Our budget was supposedly 70 bucks and we only got 60 bucks instead. HAHA. We should do an IAC research on why hawker fare @ Newton is expensive. Yeah. Can't wait for the BBQ at Jonathan's place. (: I want to watch HP. tye wei, do your job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn these beautiful girls, that's why things will never work between us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3207171160659883148?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3207171160659883148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3207171160659883148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/damn-all-these-beautiful-girls.html' title='Damn all these beautiful girls.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-1522382250907884966</id><published>2007-07-12T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T16:26:27.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superwoman in me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/950/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Kris/competition.png" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I am doing. I only know Econs test is less than 24 hours away and im here blogging, STILL. PBL is getting the better of me. Im totally busted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-1522382250907884966?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1522382250907884966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1522382250907884966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/superwoman-in-me.html' title='Superwoman in me?'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8023663646230663989</id><published>2007-07-11T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:00:57.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST RANDOM (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/948/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Rob/threesome.png" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8023663646230663989?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8023663646230663989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8023663646230663989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-random-1.html' title='JUST RANDOM (1)'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7207732028088641472</id><published>2007-07-11T09:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:13:15.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger gets the better of people.</title><content type='html'>If you &lt;strong&gt;DO NOT KNOW&lt;/strong&gt; what really happened, PLEASE DO NOT PUT WORDS INTO OUR MOUTHS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS AND APPRECIATION NEED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7207732028088641472?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7207732028088641472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7207732028088641472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/anger-gets-better-of-people.html' title='Anger gets the better of people.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6053552577179187205</id><published>2007-07-10T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:14:05.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday,HUN!</title><content type='html'>This is dedicated to my BFF:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hun, I have no words to describe your goodness and stuff you have done for me for the past 7 years. Time doesn't fly but it ZOOMS!Oh well. That's life, isn't? Yeah. Remember the bad times I had during secondary school days?I thought of you and the usual gang! That really kept me going though. Im really thankful to God for blessing me with the best-est friend ever(: If anyone ever bullies you in AC, just inform me and I'll go bash that person up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, enjoy your 17th birthday!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO GIRL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6053552577179187205?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6053552577179187205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6053552577179187205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthdayhun.html' title='Happy Birthday,HUN!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2241921938517250230</id><published>2007-07-09T12:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T12:17:33.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness keeps me going</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/95/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/rprofessor.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2241921938517250230?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2241921938517250230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2241921938517250230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/randomness-keeps-me-going.html' title='Randomness keeps me going'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7745579537838665033</id><published>2007-07-08T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T14:41:32.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your smile starts the fire in me</title><content type='html'>I have been very lost nowadays. Perhaps it's what Marcus has said before, Karma is present around us. I have been thinking a lot these days. What's happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7745579537838665033?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7745579537838665033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7745579537838665033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/your-smile-starts-fire-in-me.html' title='your smile starts the fire in me'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8232720733015484530</id><published>2007-07-07T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T20:00:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving You Lately.</title><content type='html'>Like what the fuck have I been doing lately? Why am I making myself feel so troubled lately? It's my illusion. It's prolly the upcoming mensuration or perhaps PMS that's causing the the problem. EMO[tional] and breakdowns. Everyone's changing. Feel the upcoming pressure. It's getting harder on us. I don't even know what I am typing now. I don't have the motivation to do my revision. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFF's birthday is approaching in 3 more days. Im helping her countdown. I know she wants to be 16 forever. Like who doesn't? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8232720733015484530?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8232720733015484530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8232720733015484530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/loving-you-lately.html' title='Loving You Lately.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8792330207704099795</id><published>2007-07-06T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T08:23:03.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like what Momma told me...</title><content type='html'>Marcus has commented for my "temporary" hiatus from the blog. So Im LIKE UPDATING right now. Yeah. Alright. Blood donation was fun(: heh. I swore that I was kinda struggling at the blood test area cause I was quite scared of the "stapler-like" needle which pricked my index finger. It was really cool watching your blood flow out from your body. LOL. HAHA. The nurse dressed my wound with this really cute bandage. A green one,of course! ^_^ Poor Marcus being in a group with You-know-who. I really understand the situation he's in now that we have shared room. Yesterday was like the birth of World War 3!or worse, eruption of a volcano. lmao. I love TB22 without You-know-who.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus, you're the best! I know you want me to say that. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8792330207704099795?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8792330207704099795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8792330207704099795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/like-what-momma-told-me.html' title='Like what Momma told me...'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6710205481473151182</id><published>2007-07-02T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T20:35:44.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Done.</title><content type='html'>So we watched Transformers after POA lecture. I feel so bad for postponing the project discussion for the movie. Sorry girls! ): Transformers was great. Okay. I was sleeping in the beginning of the movie cause I couldn't understand a thing! HA. The female lead was hot. The guys must have been steaming seeing her FAB figure. (:&lt;br /&gt;Alright. 'nuff said. I've gotta get back to my projects and assignments. I couldn't understand a thing during the POA lecture! STACY! I need your help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess it was just my imagination. It was purely just an illusion. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6710205481473151182?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6710205481473151182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6710205481473151182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-ive-done.html' title='What I&apos;ve Done.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-835008431971133221</id><published>2007-07-01T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:32.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candyman. Sweet,sugar-coated candyman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaCtfIub9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/D4kbV_LcXXc/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaCtfIub9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/D4kbV_LcXXc/s200/DSC00897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081892947498004434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaCW_Iub8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/SPpVaIizcvY/s1600-h/DSC00891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaCW_Iub8I/AAAAAAAAAGs/SPpVaIizcvY/s200/DSC00891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081892560950947778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaB8vIub7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/un1mrpHyIyw/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaB8vIub7I/AAAAAAAAAGk/un1mrpHyIyw/s200/DSC00868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081892109979381682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaBqvIub6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/HPG5c9mbMl0/s1600-h/DSC00864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaBqvIub6I/AAAAAAAAAGc/HPG5c9mbMl0/s200/DSC00864.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081891800741736354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaBW_Iub5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/f6GC18Z1kHg/s1600-h/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaBW_Iub5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/f6GC18Z1kHg/s200/DSC00863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081891461439319954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina's SEXY!She's one foxy lady. HAHA.!I loved the concert but it ended so soon! Sad. She's got a powerful voice which i really admire a lot. Bff and i totally screamed our guts out. We totally danced to the songs. HAHA!I missed those songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-835008431971133221?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/835008431971133221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/835008431971133221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/candyman-sweetsugar-coated-candyman.html' title='Candyman. Sweet,sugar-coated candyman.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RoaCtfIub9I/AAAAAAAAAG0/D4kbV_LcXXc/s72-c/DSC00897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-5810305636113557463</id><published>2007-06-30T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:15:01.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD THINGS GOT TO COME MY WAY!</title><content type='html'>It's like FINALLY the You-know-who has approved us! OMG! Im like totally happy!&lt;br /&gt;I love you TB22! You guys make my day. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really falling for you. Deeper each day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-5810305636113557463?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5810305636113557463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5810305636113557463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-things-got-to-come-my-way.html' title='GOOD THINGS GOT TO COME MY WAY!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4244745086795164568</id><published>2007-06-29T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:47:28.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow dance in a burning room</title><content type='html'>I haven't been working hard this week. Gotta get my ass moving. YAY!TMRW'S THE DAY!Im going to see BESTFRIEND!Christina's concert!whoohoo. oh drats. NYPS funfair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that things will turn out for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4244745086795164568?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4244745086795164568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4244745086795164568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/slow-dance-in-burning-room.html' title='Slow dance in a burning room'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-5850251505329780349</id><published>2007-06-28T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:05:56.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've messed my thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I have got nothing to say because Im totally not in the mood for anything. Im totally fucked up because of a stupid reason. I don't wanna mention here before I am liable to get sued for SLANDER!Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you once again has made me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-5850251505329780349?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5850251505329780349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5850251505329780349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/youve-messed-my-thoughts.html' title='You&apos;ve messed my thoughts.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7293185187196882120</id><published>2007-06-27T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:04:56.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good things got to come to an end someday.</title><content type='html'>Im really touched by my classmates for what they have done and it's the first time I've shed tears after an age. Yup. Well, it seems like I have a nemesis in our tutorial group. Gah. I don't wanna talk about it anymore. The nemesis seems rather afraid of me ever since she left the classroom. HAHA! oh well. I know my HOLY BF is going to flood the tagboard. Please flood with style! Appreciation is needed. THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7293185187196882120?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7293185187196882120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7293185187196882120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-things-got-to-come-to-end-someday.html' title='Good things got to come to an end someday.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8088101940859862200</id><published>2007-06-24T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:33.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures do the talking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1FmI61JAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/i7tdOtpUIxo/s1600-h/DSC00835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1FmI61JAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/i7tdOtpUIxo/s200/DSC00835.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079292476275368962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1FbI61I_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/6wxUlCpBTTk/s1600-h/DSC00825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1FbI61I_I/AAAAAAAAAGE/6wxUlCpBTTk/s200/DSC00825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079292287296807922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1FJY61I-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/_cvAvZO0Gqc/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1FJY61I-I/AAAAAAAAAF8/_cvAvZO0Gqc/s200/DSC00824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079291982354129890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1Emo61I9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/jIvBmsxpkis/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1Emo61I9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/jIvBmsxpkis/s200/DSC00822.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079291385353675730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8088101940859862200?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8088101940859862200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8088101940859862200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/pictures-do-talking.html' title='Pictures do the talking.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rn1FmI61JAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/i7tdOtpUIxo/s72-c/DSC00835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-1246032857230906480</id><published>2007-06-22T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T21:13:00.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger starts from within.</title><content type='html'>so hello. Im utterly pissed with myself for not being able to perform as a Blaw rep. Deadline was supposedly last Friday. Yes. I have got nothing to say for myself. What the hell do you want from me? I had been following your instructions and did as told. Oh. Maybe it's because I've not been the top student of BLAW? HAHA. thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I've flunked the Blaw test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-1246032857230906480?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1246032857230906480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1246032857230906480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/anger-starts-from-within.html' title='Anger starts from within.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-1710896106404442600</id><published>2007-06-20T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T20:55:10.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You took me by surprise and took my heart away.</title><content type='html'>I feel that I have enjoyed way enough. It's time to get back to books. I have to get started with projects and tutorials. I feel utterly guilty for not accomplishing anything for the past few days. I've got to stop this procrastination and get started with work. I will promise to be hardworking. No more spendings for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-1710896106404442600?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1710896106404442600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1710896106404442600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-took-me-by-surprise-and-took-my.html' title='You took me by surprise and took my heart away.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6941309007951149253</id><published>2007-06-19T11:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:33.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's something about you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndSWI61I8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/pwAC3N_Ukl0/s1600-h/DSC00758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndSWI61I8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/pwAC3N_Ukl0/s200/DSC00758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077617645188359106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, yours truly. Spastic is my trait. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndR-461I7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/I53C_GjisaY/s1600-h/DSC00766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndR-461I7I/AAAAAAAAAFk/I53C_GjisaY/s200/DSC00766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077617245756400562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADORABLE! FREAKING ADORABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndRdI61I6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/2jqlabvXcmE/s1600-h/DSC00736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndRdI61I6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/2jqlabvXcmE/s200/DSC00736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077616665935815586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever man!Matt, you're spastic as well(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndREI61I5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NjnPd7CM5IU/s1600-h/DSC00739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndREI61I5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/NjnPd7CM5IU/s200/DSC00739.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077616236439085970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cam-whores of DAGONET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndQoY61I4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/RlRBMx_lMrE/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndQoY61I4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/RlRBMx_lMrE/s200/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077615759697716098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Major Camera Slut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6941309007951149253?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6941309007951149253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6941309007951149253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/theres-something-about-you.html' title='there&apos;s something about you.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RndSWI61I8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/pwAC3N_Ukl0/s72-c/DSC00758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6451954255261931157</id><published>2007-06-18T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T22:57:28.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben &amp; Jerry's Love.</title><content type='html'>So we had our DAGO outing at sentosa. Response wasn't very good either but we had loads of fun cam-whoring at the beach. We cam-whored every ten steps we walked on our way back. LOL. HAHA. anyway, we had 2 rounds of ice cream at Ben &amp; Jerry. LOL. That was a bomb. Weather wasn't very good but I got sunburnt, STILL! whatever man. There's training tmrw. Sigh. I gotta buck up on my stamina cuz I don't want to lag behind the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6451954255261931157?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6451954255261931157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6451954255261931157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/ben-jerrys-love.html' title='Ben &amp; Jerry&apos;s Love.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-591867149841648438</id><published>2007-06-16T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:34.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RnOstI61I3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hgIOOYS2pFQ/s1600-h/BA+Comm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RnOstI61I3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hgIOOYS2pFQ/s200/BA+Comm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076591096465007474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BA COMM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-591867149841648438?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/591867149841648438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/591867149841648438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_16.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RnOstI61I3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hgIOOYS2pFQ/s72-c/BA+Comm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-9076314572381950307</id><published>2007-06-15T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:34:17.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>hello. I didn't regret joining BA Comm. Seriously, if you're interested in making more friends, BA Comm is the choice. Not forgetting our leaders, Choy and Jessie. Haha. My social circle has certainly widened alot judging by the number of friends in Friendster. HAHA! Jarrick, we're the 9 heroes who sneaked out to KAP. HAHAHAHAH!That was so cool. Back to projects, Im almost done with IAC. Freak. I couldn't get hold of Mr. B. sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-9076314572381950307?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/9076314572381950307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/9076314572381950307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_15.html' title='..'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8507189817315170674</id><published>2007-06-14T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:39:39.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>I feel indecisive. I feel insecure about my projects. Oh fuck. when will I ever get organised with my life? Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8507189817315170674?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8507189817315170674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8507189817315170674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post_14.html' title='.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-864755148068335850</id><published>2007-06-13T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T15:35:39.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello &amp; goodbye</title><content type='html'>BA COMM camp was the bomb. Our bunch is the best. or should I say HORNY? Im very happy that there are funny people such as Xuanyao or rather, JIAW, with Samuel the gay and JonLo the sexy bitch. hahaha! Our dearest Choy and Jessie. We all love you. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp's over. Projects are left untouched. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-864755148068335850?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/864755148068335850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/864755148068335850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-goodbye.html' title='hello &amp; goodbye'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3579592416217230193</id><published>2007-06-10T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T17:12:17.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/534367"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/534367/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3579592416217230193?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3579592416217230193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3579592416217230193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2222757902403791184</id><published>2007-06-10T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T16:06:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life taught me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Stones taught me to fly&lt;br /&gt;Love taught me to lie&lt;br /&gt;Life taught me to die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with Brother on msn. Singlehood is good. (: I love being single. No more eyecandies. Just me, myself and I(: Plus my BFFs, friends,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2222757902403791184?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2222757902403791184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2222757902403791184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-taught-me.html' title='Life taught me...'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6748769674064625999</id><published>2007-06-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:34.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im bored.</title><content type='html'>Bah. Shopping wasn't fruitful. Damn. I spotted that Fred Perry polo tee. And it cost 159 bucks!omg. I bet Ralph Lauren's polo tee will be much cheaper. Furthermore, with my mom's staff purchase, it'd be even cheaper. Muahaha. I got a polo tee from Giordano. Yeah. Giordano. Mom got her belt from there too. Im bored. Oh well. Some random brushes done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rmqvxo61I2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bzckIetpu2E/s1600-h/cousins+always.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rmqvxo61I2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bzckIetpu2E/s200/cousins+always.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074061197518906210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6748769674064625999?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6748769674064625999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6748769674064625999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-bored.html' title='Im bored.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rmqvxo61I2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bzckIetpu2E/s72-c/cousins+always.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3393676769189469034</id><published>2007-06-09T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:49:34.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'nuff said about ugliness and beauty talk.</title><content type='html'>Im going back to school for concert! I miss my darlings. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3393676769189469034?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3393676769189469034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3393676769189469034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/nuff-said-about-ugliness-and-beauty.html' title='&apos;nuff said about ugliness and beauty talk.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2927660500234919052</id><published>2007-06-08T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T21:39:31.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No.You're pretty.No. I am ugly. No. I am fugly.</title><content type='html'>So hello. I have finally got my hands on the top from TopMan.Yeah. It's Topman and not Topshop. HAHA! Jer said it looked quite like boxers. Agree. HAHA. Yeah. Dinner was cancelled so i dined with the usual bunch at Swensens. Please stop the "I am ugly,you're handsome" conversation. Omg. Period. Im a fugly bitch. Period. By the way,Im still suffering from my financial shock. The top costs 69 bucks. My heart definitely hurt from that. Shopping with Mom tmrw. YES! I have financial backup.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2927660500234919052?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2927660500234919052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2927660500234919052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/noyoure-prettyno-i-am-ugly-no-i-am.html' title='No.You&apos;re pretty.No. I am ugly. No. I am fugly.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-9200940031434135880</id><published>2007-06-07T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T22:04:57.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's instant karma between you and me.</title><content type='html'>Yes!The Common Tests are over! &lt;em&gt;for the time being.&lt;/em&gt; Bah. I just couldn't balance!!ARGH! Alright. I shall not talk about the test anymore. Anyway, after CT, I watched POC with my classmates. The movie was great except for some random scenes of Johnny Depp. Yes. Johnny Depp is hot but Orlando is hotter! (: Whatever. We walked around PS before deciding to have ice cream as dinner at Gelare! Marcus was our rubbish collector- polishing off our leftovers. (: THANKS! We went to shoot some hoops at the arcade. Oh come on.Im not a netball player, mind you! And tye tye is merely just a table tennis player who got kicked out from HCI! LOL. And Marcus, my eye candy obsession is dying down. so EYE CANDY NO MORE!WHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-9200940031434135880?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/9200940031434135880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/9200940031434135880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/maybe-its-instant-karma-between-you-and.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s instant karma between you and me.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-5271689208453901889</id><published>2007-06-06T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:36:15.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps it's karma.</title><content type='html'>Is it me or things aren't going my way? Freak. Am I thinking too much again? Man. I don't want to revert to my old habits again. NO. I don't wish to. Perhaps there's something wrong with me, or maybe Im having mood swings. Sad. To make it worse, my eye candy's going to be attached soon! :( whatever. Im frustrated and Im discharged from my obligations under the contract!Im a minor ok? The contract isn't binding on me and I have the right to terminate.! RANDOM! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-5271689208453901889?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5271689208453901889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/5271689208453901889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/perhaps-its-karma.html' title='Perhaps it&apos;s karma.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4906675213517588853</id><published>2007-06-06T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T20:58:32.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been a fool along, to believe that love exists in this world.</title><content type='html'>hello. It doesn't pay to be hardworking you know? Really. I think those memory work and tiresome effort last night didn't apply into my questions. Oh whatever. It's over. Get over with it man. HAHA. Last paper is tmrw and we're off to watch POC!YES! with my class(: Busted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am really tired. I have been a fool all along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4906675213517588853?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4906675213517588853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4906675213517588853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-been-fool-along-to-believe-that.html' title='I&apos;ve been a fool along, to believe that love exists in this world.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2583602248409000506</id><published>2007-06-05T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:20:27.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail therapy keeps me going.</title><content type='html'>so hello. Today had been productive so far. Yes. Indeed. REALLY productive ok? Anyway, I have no papers today. As usual, the "symphony" beneath began in the morning. It was so "melodious" that I left for Jurong Library to mug alone. Yes. Seeing the muggers at the library motivates me to mug with them (: HAHA. Knowing myself that I couldn't last more than 3 hours at the library, I'd might as well go home. The Symphony is still at it again! Ah.I headed down at the quiet corner until 6. Finally! SILENCE IS GOLDEN! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2583602248409000506?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2583602248409000506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2583602248409000506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/retail-therapy-keeps-me-going.html' title='Retail therapy keeps me going.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8354899276714124697</id><published>2007-06-04T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:46:47.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MacroEconomics'/><title type='text'>It's just Econs. So forget it and MOVE ON!</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah. Econs. We had econs. Marcus and I were like totally speculating about the true/false answers. I'll prolly lose a few marks here and there, i reckon. HAHA! I swear I checked my calculation several times. No mistake about it! HAHAHA! Alright man. I totally love my class. Yes. I know. Especially Marcus. My best friend ever! (:&lt;br /&gt;I love his " sour plum" juice! You'll never imagine what the ingredients are: Coke, Milo(with residue of Milo), sweet and sour sauce, hamburger bread (i think), etc. It smelt like sour plum juice and it really tasted like sour plum juice! HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'nuff said. Upcoming next is Business Law. Gotta mug hard for it. Damn. The construction downstairs is fucking noisy. Who will be a kind soul lending me a place to study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8354899276714124697?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8354899276714124697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8354899276714124697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-just-econs-so-forget-it-and-move-on.html' title='It&apos;s just Econs. So forget it and MOVE ON!'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3312123812532974981</id><published>2007-06-02T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:34.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a little secret between you and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RmGEw7pndlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/K-4IK-rFRT0/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RmGEw7pndlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/K-4IK-rFRT0/s200/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071480631576720978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RmGDxrpndkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3L05PoaiYhg/s1600-h/DSC00655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RmGDxrpndkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/3L05PoaiYhg/s200/DSC00655.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071479544949995074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding has let me understand the meaning of true love. (: Sweet. Congrats to Mr and Mrs Jalleh! (: haha. Sweet. I envy the couple. Oh well. Yes. Of course. We had our cam-whoring session.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3312123812532974981?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3312123812532974981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3312123812532974981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-little-secret-between-you-and-me.html' title='it&apos;s a little secret between you and me'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RmGEw7pndlI/AAAAAAAAAEs/K-4IK-rFRT0/s72-c/DSC00649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7897675254497094324</id><published>2007-06-01T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T18:47:55.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was mistake from the beginning since we know each other.</title><content type='html'>hello!I can say, today is the best day of my life!I love my school especially for today!I must thank Stacy for calling me. Without her call, I wouldn't look around, without looking around, I wouldn't have seen my EYE CANDY! Everyone told me to add him in friendster. Oh well, I was obliged to anyway. AND!AND! HE ADDED ME IN MSN! OMG. I was totally blushing in front of my tutor. I totally couldn't keep my focus right during LMS. HAHA. Shucks. I ain't in love, am I? My heart skipped a beat when i saw him though. He thought that I was attached. How cute.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!I couldn't stop relishing the feeling!!!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;Lijun honey, it's totally exciting!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7897675254497094324?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7897675254497094324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7897675254497094324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-was-mistake-from-beginning-since-we.html' title='it was mistake from the beginning since we know each other.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8015160254443995410</id><published>2007-05-31T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:35.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rl6SkrpndjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tEJ1sywPbkE/s1600-h/Circus_by_RafikTheKid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rl6SkrpndjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tEJ1sywPbkE/s200/Circus_by_RafikTheKid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070651389355980338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"daddy, take me to the circus please "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I feel accomplished. I have covered 3 chapters of Econs- My worst nightmare. Okay. Im here blogging again. I believe in having a short break after mugging. Haha. Just another excuse for slacking around. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. I almost forgot I have a blog assignment to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8015160254443995410?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8015160254443995410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8015160254443995410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_31.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/Rl6SkrpndjI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tEJ1sywPbkE/s72-c/Circus_by_RafikTheKid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2798315895257454896</id><published>2007-05-31T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T10:19:01.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy, you're so hard to believe.</title><content type='html'>Hello. PBL no more!Presentation was a breeze. Yay. This was the first time I didn't screw up anything! YES! Whatever man. LOL. 'nuff about the drinks. I didn't get enough sleep. Bah. As usual. CT is next week. I can't wait for Thurs to come!I need a change in my closet. FREAK. I lost my thumbdrive. How f*cking stupid I am to leave the thumbdrive on the seat in the canteen! And worse, all my songs and my CRAZY TAXI are inside! The thief must be having a good time to himself/herself right now! ARGH. &lt;br /&gt;I loved my thumbdrive man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2798315895257454896?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2798315895257454896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2798315895257454896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/boy-youre-so-hard-to-believe.html' title='Boy, you&apos;re so hard to believe.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7032323994970965625</id><published>2007-05-29T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T00:11:08.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue follows</title><content type='html'>It's 12.15 am and Im rushing through my tutorial and preparing for tmrw's presentation. Argh. I have Jap tmrw.!ARGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7032323994970965625?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7032323994970965625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7032323994970965625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/fatigue-follows.html' title='Fatigue follows'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4621533771543676156</id><published>2007-05-28T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T20:18:00.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mugging'/><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Why am I still blogging? Why isn't my ass moving? I need motivation. I've been stuck on my butt since 6. It's 8.15 now. It's early for people like me who reaches home late at night. (: Haha. I need to start mugging. I can't procrastinate. I had 6 rounds with PeiJun at the track. Yeah. In case you haven't known, I haven't bathed. I think I stink like the chicken poo at Farmart! HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Im leaving the comfort zone. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4621533771543676156?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4621533771543676156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4621533771543676156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_28.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3462452620467763083</id><published>2007-05-27T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:29:57.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, it's too late to have regrets.</title><content type='html'>Terms are approaching. Im so gonna mug my ass off this coming week. I'll promise to be hardworking for just 2 weeks!(: YES!PBL IS SUBMITTED! PBL NO MORE! Yeah right. There's presentation to be done on wed. Bullshit! HAHA. Okay. Upcoming next will be an interview with Mr B. Im darn excited! (: YAY. I think we'll forget about interviewing X.X. Not really keen about it though. (: Mom, Dad with Ed are away in M'sia, leaving me alone with Gran and Rati. (: Okay. Shut up. I miss them already. I feel so empty sleeping on the master bed in the master bedroom. They'd better bring me back more gums from M'sia. HEH! yeah. Jer's birthday party. Well, I can say, it was a very majestic affair. HAHA. 50 people turned up. That's really... ALOT! Bitch, you owed me one. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3462452620467763083?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3462452620467763083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3462452620467763083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/sometimes-its-too-late-to-have-regrets.html' title='Sometimes, it&apos;s too late to have regrets.'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8737880900815994590</id><published>2007-05-26T11:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T11:38:23.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace the beauties and worship the skinnies</title><content type='html'>Oh. I had a movie marathon with the usual bunch. Ah. I missed the entire Step Up. Oh well, I'll rent it anyway. On a random note, I feel so fugly myself. Yeah. Okay. Maybe my friends are hotter than I am. In fact, Im not even HOT. HAHA. Okay. I have to convince myself that I am fugly and I will have to be pragmatic about how I look. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's fugly. Always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reminiscing the memories we had. Saying that I want to go back to the past is a big mistake because it's too late. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8737880900815994590?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8737880900815994590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8737880900815994590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/embrace-beauties-and-worship-skinnies.html' title='Embrace the beauties and worship the skinnies'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7211910628058738722</id><published>2007-05-25T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T09:01:23.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Marcus' my best friend in LIFE!Emphasising the word "Life" cuz we're totally too bored to be bored (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7211910628058738722?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7211910628058738722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7211910628058738722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_6448.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4420109103082184156</id><published>2007-05-25T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T00:08:42.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Pfft. Im freaking tired and I got movie marathon tmrw! And the day after is another movie with Charles. So desuka? Nan desuka? Right. I gotta brush the broken Jap of mine. After movie, it's going to be a BBQ night as a celebration for that Jerald's birthday. (: zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARACUDA BATUCADA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4420109103082184156?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4420109103082184156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4420109103082184156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_24.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4147584979351717336</id><published>2007-05-23T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T17:38:22.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Im like in library blogging and MARCUS CHAN is reading as i blog (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4147584979351717336?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4147584979351717336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4147584979351717336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_23.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2572076745136477557</id><published>2007-05-22T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:41:35.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RlKS2rpndiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9rzJstLgIWY/s1600-h/22052007192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RlKS2rpndiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9rzJstLgIWY/s200/22052007192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067273998873097762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RlKSrLpndhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/n4kADnbIWN0/s1600-h/22052007189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RlKSrLpndhI/AAAAAAAAAEM/n4kADnbIWN0/s200/22052007189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067273801304602130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happens when we're totally bored waiting for next lecture. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2572076745136477557?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2572076745136477557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2572076745136477557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_21.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_UxIu7PfYNQA/RlKS2rpndiI/AAAAAAAAAEU/9rzJstLgIWY/s72-c/22052007192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3684665373171415445</id><published>2007-05-22T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T07:38:18.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do all good things come to an end?</title><content type='html'>Busy!Busy!Busy!Baracuda til 11 isn't a good idea. Im totally drained out. Late nights with hardcore mugging = Flu is on the way soon. Oh well. That will help keep me occupied. &lt;em&gt;at least.&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, I hope I'll get through this ordeal this week. Not only this week, but the week after and 2 weeks after. Common Test is approaching. ): bah. on a lighter note, I GOT MY TIX TO CHRISTINA'S CONCERT! XD YAY. I bet you're all jealous right? HAHA.! Okay. Im being random. Yeah. I've gotta start managing my time properly if not, at the rate im going, I'd definitely collapse anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, I guess it's time to let go. We all need to learn to be mature and be strong. Guess it's time. I won't see you anymore. Neither do you. If we do see each other in the streets, I'd hope that we could smile to each other. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3684665373171415445?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3684665373171415445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3684665373171415445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-do-all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='why do all good things come to an end?'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-346577288751993532</id><published>2007-05-20T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T19:43:21.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Procrastination. I've got to stop procrastinating.!Ah. I miss my darlings back school. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your hostility is my casualty. I have enough of you. I will move on with life and not think of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-346577288751993532?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/346577288751993532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/346577288751993532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_20.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3412727559551733973</id><published>2007-05-19T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:28:43.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Roti John at Adam Rd was the BOMB! Bandung was great!&lt;em&gt;at least.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMK Hub was surprisingly big! LOL. Samuel must have been dumbfounded by the attention we attracted from school to AMK.!HAHA. Don't be surprised yet, there's more to come, BAKA BOY! HAHAHAHA. Barker--&gt;BAKA.!See the link? Classic. THAM!-&gt; THUMBDRIVE.WHAHAHa. Huiting a.k.a Stacy, MS POA. Shawn- HAHA! AP guy(attitude problematic guy) ROFLMAO. Me--&gt;Sunflower?? Random?? Oh well. Eye candy was spotted during BA Comm; but still, the eye candy from Accountancy is the best. ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gotta get over this. It's killing me. the obstacle. I contemplated abandoning the group. Had I abandoned, would you have talked to me as before? I doubt so. As I've said before, you're totally unpredictable. Oh well. Love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3412727559551733973?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3412727559551733973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3412727559551733973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_19.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8768544657385690544</id><published>2007-05-19T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:40:53.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Omg. I have been "enlightened" by 2 GREAT ONES. One of the Great Ones is a complete idiot. To think that he actually asked me about my opinion of him. Totally idiot-proof. LOL. Mr Johnny, you're meant to become a shrink in the future. Your words are alluring. HAHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8768544657385690544?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8768544657385690544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8768544657385690544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_6541.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-2266663086856291225</id><published>2007-05-18T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T21:24:24.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>YES!!Christina Aguilera's coming to Singapore on 30 June!(: Ooh. I am so excited upon knowing that she's coming to perform in SINGAPORE! She hardly comes here, you know? Haha. I think Im overreacting over this. LOL. Well, at least Im going with my BFF :) I haven't seen her for quite some time(: Yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a lighter note, I know I have been a jerk for the past few days. If you think you're hurt, so be it. I have got nothing to say about myself. Apologies to you if my words/actions have caused you any distress and confusion. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-2266663086856291225?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2266663086856291225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/2266663086856291225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_18.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4768988479315276012</id><published>2007-05-15T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:33:12.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Shagged. That's all I can say. It's only the second day of the week and Im moaning now. I'd gladly go for supper with you guys but my soul has gone to the Mickey Mouse bed back home. :) Haha. Okay. POA test was dumb. I got like 32.5/50. Being mathematically inclined in Amath, POA wasn't my thing. Oh whatever. Get back to books, will you? SARAH. No. It's Sam.NO!SALLY!No!SUSAN!LUCY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. baracudas has definitely left a deep impression in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4768988479315276012?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4768988479315276012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4768988479315276012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_15.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6093570206274598257</id><published>2007-05-13T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T21:52:41.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>To hell with blogger. Damn. Oh well. Shoud I rejoice or be sad? People said I lost weight. Are they trying to comfort me? Haha. Im thinking too much again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala. this week's going to be eventful for me:) I want to keep myself occupied from imagining things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you made me fall deeper. LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6093570206274598257?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6093570206274598257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6093570206274598257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_13.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-6283397255907324807</id><published>2007-05-12T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T23:56:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>EMBRACING THE SKINNIES!oh lord, WORSHIP THE BEAUTIES!haha. Im being lame.&lt;br /&gt;Shopping anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perhaps it's just an illusion. Maybe it's raging hormones in me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-6283397255907324807?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6283397255907324807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/6283397255907324807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_8013.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-235547575314425852</id><published>2007-05-12T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T16:58:42.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life has been muggerish. I think Im falling for you. Maybe it's because I can't wait to fall in love with you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-235547575314425852?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/235547575314425852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/235547575314425852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_12.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-8951626098102826970</id><published>2007-05-11T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T16:33:53.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>So hello. To be able to nap in the bus is a luxury to me. (: Why? The training has taken a toll on my body. I couldn't believe it when seniors told us that we've covered 4km around NP and SIM. LOL. haha. Oh well, we had 2 hours of IS which I, myself feel that it is totally useless. Yes. We have a drama-mama in our class. I seriously think that he has issues, and not just issues but MAJOR ISSUES!Oh well. People. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't wait to fall in love with me. &lt;br /&gt;Just like I can't wait to fall in love with you&lt;br /&gt;It just can't be summer love, you see.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-8951626098102826970?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8951626098102826970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/8951626098102826970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_11.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-7534339590335745793</id><published>2007-05-09T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T21:37:21.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Muscles are aching. Fatigue never fails to follow me. Common Test is approaching in 2 weeks' time. PBL is due in 2 weeks' time. Our development is definitely optimistic but we're still lagging behind the other groups. All I can say, I can never stop doing nothing at all. Great Singapore Sale is starting next week. Sarah's tempted to shop for more clothes!((: Anyone? Hint!Hint! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everyone's got a love life in the school. Why? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-7534339590335745793?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7534339590335745793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/7534339590335745793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_09.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-4410429388127073088</id><published>2007-05-06T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:02:23.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Just when things are bad, things got even worse back home. Freak. I know I am fat. STOP RUBBING IT IN WHEN IM HAVING DINNER! Don't add fuel to the fire. Fuck. Im fcuking pissed. Sorry Jer, for dissing you at the interchange. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-4410429388127073088?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4410429388127073088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/4410429388127073088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_06.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-589034516647212215</id><published>2007-05-05T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T15:10:41.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Looking at the old man sell tissue packets reminds me of how vulnerable life is.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the old couple sharing the brolly proves the sweetness of love.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the baby's smile shows the beauty of a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I was being random. I was reminded of a lady who came towards me and said to me in Mandarin," Xiao Mei!Don't be angry! I just want to tell you to read scriptures as in Buddhist scriptures!" She simply walked off after talking to me. For a while, I was really stoned. I wondered what I had been doing that made her say those words to me. Oh well. Just treat her as some lunatics released from the asylum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't stop this feeling in me. Can you make this stop? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-589034516647212215?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/589034516647212215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/589034516647212215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_3502.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-9210296863934872228</id><published>2007-05-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:29:29.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>200 Pounds Beauty is indeed a heart-wrenching movie. BUT! The female lead in the movie makes me feel fugly. Fucking fat and ugly. Jer and Jason are totally obssessed with her INNOCENT yet PRETTY face. Oh well, I wasn't born pretty. How I wish I could worship the skinnies and the bimbos. What an irony. I will kill Jerald Ng, STILL!&lt;br /&gt;Don't seduce me with those eyes, you SP!(stupid pig)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-9210296863934872228?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/9210296863934872228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/9210296863934872228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_04.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-1403598918429932600</id><published>2007-05-04T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T10:11:43.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>Okay. Training was tough yet I enjoyed it. HAHA! Sebas and I were thinking of having a footwork-sparring session next week before we go for Jap lessons. I think Im kind of getting used to this life except for the Project Work and Excel part. Right. Speaking of that, Mr Excel will be my best friend for this module. So, I've to be patient with this fellow before he drives me nuts again. okay. I think this week has been an illusion for me. I kept hearing someone call for me. right. Like my class told me, I've been stressed out. oh well. Sister,I will join the barrucudas(is it being spelt that way?)! How great. Life is going to be busy for Sarah starting from next week onwards.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been muggerish these days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-1403598918429932600?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1403598918429932600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/1403598918429932600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32258866.post-3971819242951630410</id><published>2007-04-30T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:04:13.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>--</title><content type='html'>I don't know how long I can do this. The same old thing is going to start again. I have doubts about resisting this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32258866-3971819242951630410?l=ant-likekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3971819242951630410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32258866/posts/default/3971819242951630410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ant-likekarma.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_9112.html' title='--'/><author><name>sarah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
