<?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-31536310</id><updated>2011-11-20T14:26:16.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>£iF€</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4141754077125239079</id><published>2011-11-20T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:26:16.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With love.</title><content type='html'>20.11.2011. 20:11&lt;br /&gt;As expected i will be at tekong.&lt;br /&gt;Being at the chalet yesterday made me uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;I do not dare to talk much with so many familiar faces all staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;But... i do not know whats the reason that i went.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its the promise 5 years back?&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is on this day 5 years ago we were happy.&lt;br /&gt;In fact i was very happy. &lt;br /&gt;But today the amount of loneliness is i feel unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;But i just hope you have a great time despite the 4 hours of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this very day. &lt;br /&gt;Happy 20.11.2011 21st Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;With love and always missing you..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4141754077125239079?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4141754077125239079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4141754077125239079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4141754077125239079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4141754077125239079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/11/20.html' title='With love.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5921067996713014091</id><published>2011-07-31T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T13:32:50.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>Finally 2011 is here. &lt;br /&gt;5 years ago i said this:&lt;br /&gt;20-11-2011 20:11 i will be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;But can or shld i really do it? &lt;br /&gt;i think i will be on a ferry to tekong at that time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5921067996713014091?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5921067996713014091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5921067996713014091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5921067996713014091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5921067996713014091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2011/07/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2463054383252580421</id><published>2010-02-12T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T18:44:00.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH ITS CNY! Am i suppose to be happy? For some reasons, i hate CNY. Or even any days which brings family together( E.g. father's day, mother's day) cause seriously speaking, i don have one. Somemore this time CNY stack with valentine's day. Double the impact man.&lt;br /&gt;Father-side is forcing me to go bai nian. But seriously i don wanna go. The more excuse i try to find, the more ideas he will come out with to ask me go. Hate this shit man. Seriously Fucked up. I wound rather stay at home and study than go there. Yea man. I say STUDY! On a CNY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2463054383252580421?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2463054383252580421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2463054383252580421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2463054383252580421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2463054383252580421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-its-cny-am-i-suppose-to-be-happy-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8069808498338246291</id><published>2010-01-26T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:58:12.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly feel like blogging. And im not gonna tell anyone that im doing so. SO if u happen to read this, u will be one of the few people who know. And not alot of people know this link to my blog. I SUPPOSE. (let me know if u do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much things have been going on since the last time i blog. Its uncountable man. Was just thinking, how complicated can one's life be? I know that mine is not the worst, but hey compared to the people who are around me, i think mine is quite in the high ranking of the list of FuckedUpLife. Seriously im tired of living. Everyday is just like a routine. Rest on weekends? Nah. I have to freaking work full shift every weekend. Waking up early almost everyday throughout the week and next week is the same old shit again. I miss the feeling of being able to wake up without the alarm clock waking me up. I believe some of my close friends had already know that i plan to die at 30. But you know, things change. Guess that mindset of mine will too. I cant possiblily let my mum see me die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of my past memories. It makes me feel that alot of thing have change. Some of my frens have found joy in their life and some are still searching for it. For me, im grouped under the searching part. But what excatly is joy?&lt;br /&gt;Having enough money to spend? &lt;br /&gt;Spending time with your families? &lt;br /&gt;Finding a good partner? &lt;br /&gt;Buying lots and lots of branded stuff to impress others? &lt;br /&gt;Doing stuff to make u look more attractive to the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Getting good results in whatever u do?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the answer? I guess no one knows. I guess if u achieve everything frm above, you should be quite a happy person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of my past memories also make me feels that i have no regrets even to die at this very moment. I had a peaceful, happy and normal family which feels like crap now. I had 2 wonderful girlfriends who are living their own lifes happily in different ways now. I experience wonderful times with my frens which i still enjoy till today. I had a few very good friends which i can share everything about. I met new friends who are really nice people. I tried most of the things that i wanted to do.( except for travelling around the world.) I caught up with some of my old friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And over the years i picked up a life skill. Which is to take it easy when life turns upside down. How i wish i learnt this skill a few years back. It will prevent plenty of stuff from happening. But what ever done is done, so just face it and walk over it. &lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that my life is very carefree. I totally agree. But everything have its pros and cons. Being carefree mean you have freedom and have nothing to worry about. On the other hand, it means that no one care for u much. Trust me man. Sometime when you get emo, you will really feel the meaning of lonely. And as a cancerian, i do get emotional every now and then. Sometimes i will get frens like cheris, ben, ernest and the rest to come out. But when they are unavaliable, im all alone man. Alone in an empty house, looking at the laptop screen and sometimes having a beer beside it. Not a good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrote plenty of crap up there. If you don really understand its okay. Cause i just write whatever comes to my mind. Even reading back i don even know what im talking about. I used to blog to imporve my english. But now i just wanna express how i feel. &lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow is a brand new routined day. So NOT looking forward to it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8069808498338246291?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8069808498338246291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8069808498338246291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8069808498338246291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8069808498338246291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/suddenly-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8527421808214770316</id><published>2009-09-02T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:05:02.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS!</title><content type='html'>First week of holidays is fucking pack man. Although i have no work on the weekdays, i still have not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;Monday- follow bl go repair laptop, follow joycelyn go buy stuff for chalet, and L4D!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- went to town with kj and ernest to buy presents for asmine joycelyn and desmond and L4D at night! long stayed over at my house.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- Bball with roger and tim(which i forgot), out to town with jiaqian rin and XIAO HUI! and joycelyn chalet at night(thought it was the next day).&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- catching an old fren.... LOL&lt;br /&gt;Friday- asmine chalet.&lt;br /&gt;AND PW EVERYDAY! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8527421808214770316?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8527421808214770316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8527421808214770316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8527421808214770316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8527421808214770316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/holidays.html' title='HOLIDAYS!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8956941864214813547</id><published>2009-07-17T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:53:47.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLYSHIT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUsQcijDHy0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gUsQcijDHy0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8956941864214813547?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8956941864214813547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8956941864214813547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8956941864214813547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8956941864214813547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/holyshit.html' title='HOLYSHIT!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3296996658563522671</id><published>2009-07-01T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:04:44.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Holding your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Hugging you.&lt;br /&gt;Kissing you.&lt;br /&gt;All these used to be the most natural thing in the world. But now these are the thing that i will give up everything for.&lt;br /&gt;Disel jeans?&lt;br /&gt;SWATCH watch?&lt;br /&gt;Ipod?&lt;br /&gt;What are all these without you my by side?&lt;br /&gt;Dinner in a posh restaurant is nothing compared to having macdonalds with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry that i hurt you in the past. Really sorry for all the unhappiness which i have cause in your life. I know, you may have overcome everything and living a good life now. But deep down inside, I still miss your alot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3296996658563522671?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3296996658563522671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3296996658563522671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3296996658563522671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3296996658563522671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6115302583709210663</id><published>2009-06-17T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T14:00:49.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY WHY WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Wtf fuck is th fucking problem man. &lt;br /&gt;You know wad?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this shit man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6115302583709210663?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6115302583709210663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6115302583709210663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6115302583709210663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6115302583709210663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-why-why-wtf-fuck-is-th-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2544682147065693856</id><published>2009-05-19T14:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T23:39:10.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15 May outing.</title><content type='html'>Mr Chew and Mr Alastair's birthday celebrations&lt;br /&gt;Went to hard rock cafe for dinner. Nice place man. Not only the ambience is good so is the service. Energy was playing that night. They played a couple of nice songs. Amercian pie, Summer of 69, Highway to hell. I got some background knowledge from Ali about the band. The bass player and the drumer are brothers and the drumer is very good. He did a song together with a singer in Malaysia before. Cool~  After dinner was movie! Uninvited. There is a twist in story line at the end of the show. Not a bad show. After that we were like walking around town and finding a good spot to take a group pic. But due to no lights, some pics we cant see eben.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbIn-XQxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/fhXs9A6G_20/s1600-h/IMG_2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbIn-XQxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/fhXs9A6G_20/s400/IMG_2127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337428712115094290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic taken by one of aaron's fren who happens to be there. There is always a difference when using digital cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbunmJoyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0MmAP3vhgZ0/s1600-h/16-05-09_0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbunmJoyI/AAAAAAAAAQE/0MmAP3vhgZ0/s400/16-05-09_0159.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337429364848567074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbi7EzWPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/B7Dnuq0guG0/s1600-h/16-05-09_0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbi7EzWPI/AAAAAAAAAP8/B7Dnuq0guG0/s400/16-05-09_0156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337429163918973170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbZxCiodI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0izDlH6OmWQ/s1600-h/16-05-09_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbZxCiodI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0izDlH6OmWQ/s400/16-05-09_0158.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337429006606311890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLSPfIj5NI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zDSVJwOolw4/s1600-h/Image0139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLSPfIj5NI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/zDSVJwOolw4/s400/Image0139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337559671884735698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLSAOEeSOI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QmEBvkwQKXQ/s1600-h/Image0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLSAOEeSOI/AAAAAAAAAQs/QmEBvkwQKXQ/s400/Image0135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337559409606150370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLRmZjWz6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/kvUd8ifVelY/s1600-h/Image0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLRmZjWz6I/AAAAAAAAAQk/kvUd8ifVelY/s400/Image0133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337558966011875234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLRcd7RotI/AAAAAAAAAQc/da93DauimnU/s1600-h/Image0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLRcd7RotI/AAAAAAAAAQc/da93DauimnU/s400/Image0132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337558795387249362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLRLpTaCKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QxLnxH4ExE4/s1600-h/Image0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShLRLpTaCKI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QxLnxH4ExE4/s400/Image0131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337558506383476898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2544682147065693856?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2544682147065693856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2544682147065693856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2544682147065693856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2544682147065693856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/15-may-outing.html' title='15 May outing.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/ShJbIn-XQxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/fhXs9A6G_20/s72-c/IMG_2127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3037199646146335400</id><published>2009-05-12T00:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:51:28.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring classes.</title><content type='html'>School had started for 4 week. Hmm. Wanna know hows lesson? Pictures says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghXc5r9i-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pQ1mx_Ej1eI/s1600-h/24-04-09_0954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghXc5r9i-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pQ1mx_Ej1eI/s400/24-04-09_0954.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334609912653515746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghXPLqxCWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/y9n-6VWyys4/s1600-h/20-04-09_1433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghXPLqxCWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/y9n-6VWyys4/s400/20-04-09_1433.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334609676962171234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghXFG6-7fI/AAAAAAAAAPU/0b0Nk8wt7eY/s1600-h/11-05-09_1413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghWvASbvFI/AAAAAAAAAO8/aHyrl-Fihwk/s400/06-05-09_1429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334609124151508050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghWooK4NBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rQuZlb7bvek/s1600-h/06-05-09_1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghWooK4NBI/AAAAAAAAAO0/rQuZlb7bvek/s400/06-05-09_1112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334609014598153234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghVqOA-YpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/OYO4yGcn1Rg/s1600-h/22-04-09_1132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghVqOA-YpI/AAAAAAAAAOs/OYO4yGcn1Rg/s400/22-04-09_1132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334607942425404050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghVb_xCT4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/IyXVYc1zDas/s1600-h/29-04-09_1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghVb_xCT4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/IyXVYc1zDas/s400/29-04-09_1517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334607698082287490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3037199646146335400?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3037199646146335400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3037199646146335400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3037199646146335400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3037199646146335400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring-classes.html' title='Boring classes.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SghXc5r9i-I/AAAAAAAAAPk/pQ1mx_Ej1eI/s72-c/24-04-09_0954.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3256123787208875900</id><published>2009-05-05T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:43:00.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARGH!!</title><content type='html'>No more hydroxycut!! I donno why suddenly no more le. Wtf man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3256123787208875900?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3256123787208875900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3256123787208875900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3256123787208875900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3256123787208875900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/argh.html' title='ARGH!!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1019861515535128576</id><published>2009-05-04T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:14:02.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i blog man. Lazy shit. Today is a fucking bad day for me man. Shaggggg! Late for class, air-con in bus drip water. WTFFFFF! &lt;br /&gt;Watch Taken yesterday. Nice show indeed man. "I will find you and i will kill you" Cool man! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Sf7ogAOsvcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bIu6NY38eNc/s1600-h/Taken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Sf7ogAOsvcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bIu6NY38eNc/s400/Taken.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331954645368356290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Joash is ordering Hydroxycut for me today! And kengsiang is dieting now. Guess i'll join him ba. Oh when oh when can i see my 6 pacs, Oh when oh when can i see?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Sf7p3lJ3FNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/mitByF1-QRw/s1600-h/Markus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Sf7p3lJ3FNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/mitByF1-QRw/s400/Markus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331956149928793298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is freaking big!&lt;br /&gt;Markus Ruhl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1019861515535128576?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1019861515535128576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1019861515535128576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1019861515535128576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1019861515535128576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Sf7ogAOsvcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/bIu6NY38eNc/s72-c/Taken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2854768758638094433</id><published>2009-02-27T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:50:15.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!</title><content type='html'>EXAMS OVER! NOW CAN I GETTA ENCORE DO YOU WANT MORE!&lt;br /&gt;Freaking high after my exams today man. Cause its the freaking last paper! Which means no more books for 2 months. Which means more time to sleep. Which means more time to gym! Cant wait to hit the gym man. Cant wait for my next off day where i will drag daryl along to the gym with me and feel the pump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder... Why do i train? To look good of course! But how much is the limit? I think i wanna train to have that kind of monster body at least once in my life. Then next time i can tell my kids. "See last time papa so fit de..." LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2854768758638094433?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2854768758638094433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2854768758638094433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2854768758638094433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2854768758638094433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/holidays-are-here.html' title='HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8227124744246606510</id><published>2009-02-25T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:13:44.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam stress!</title><content type='html'>Last night went to yew tee to study with jianwei and gang. Like a dog man. So much stuff still nt sure how to do. Rin came and find me to have a chat abt some stuff. And we chat like about 3 hours la, while "gang" is hardworking studying. Im chatting with rin. -.- Reach home near to 7 am this morning and cant fall asleep. I was like wtf la. After friday and Year 1 will be over. Time really flies man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8227124744246606510?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8227124744246606510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8227124744246606510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8227124744246606510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8227124744246606510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/exam-stress.html' title='Exam stress!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5219992183451992649</id><published>2009-02-21T11:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:15:11.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna gym! I wanna gym alot this holiday and maybe cardio too. Hope the laziness in me will not stop me from doing all these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SZ9xapGG_SI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y2Tuly5hg0U/s1600-h/natural.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SZ9xapGG_SI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y2Tuly5hg0U/s400/natural.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305083588587748642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A natural body builder.&lt;br /&gt;An inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5219992183451992649?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5219992183451992649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5219992183451992649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5219992183451992649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5219992183451992649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-wanna-gym-i-wanna-gym-alot-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SZ9xapGG_SI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Y2Tuly5hg0U/s72-c/natural.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7786074643358116933</id><published>2009-02-15T23:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:50:21.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's day? Fuck</title><content type='html'>One of the worst day in my life man. All i can do is nothing.. This is wad i call lan lan. Never felt such a strong lan lan-ness in my life before. Met Rin and Qian to drink late at night, after cutting cake for iggy. And rin got drunk again. 2nd time this week. For some reasons im not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SZg5KlkMztI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rmYNqDFHA8I/s1600-h/DSC00208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SZg5KlkMztI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rmYNqDFHA8I/s400/DSC00208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303051415274180306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qian gave me this just when she alight from the cab. And wad is inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SZg5flpHElI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SeqCIhgEPGw/s1600-h/DSC00209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SZg5flpHElI/AAAAAAAAAOE/SeqCIhgEPGw/s400/DSC00209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303051776072028754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNK FOOD!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7786074643358116933?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7786074643358116933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7786074643358116933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7786074643358116933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7786074643358116933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-fuck.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day? Fuck'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SZg5KlkMztI/AAAAAAAAAN8/rmYNqDFHA8I/s72-c/DSC00208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2085941592565414223</id><published>2009-02-04T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:25:14.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAY DAY!</title><content type='html'>Just check my bank acc. Super shocking man. Extra 900 bucks into my account! Dam bloody happy sia. =))))&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going school for soccer only. Its like wtf man.. Exams are coming near, hope my results wont flunk sia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SYmxToTh36I/AAAAAAAAANw/4sYLLmX1kE0/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SYmxToTh36I/AAAAAAAAANw/4sYLLmX1kE0/s400/DSC00202.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298961387373060002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Esprit Liat Towers =)&lt;br /&gt;Took this picture using my phone from a photo. So its quite blur. And Rin is not in the photo!! She haven join us yet at that time.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry auntie crystal cause i din realise u are not in the picture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2085941592565414223?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2085941592565414223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2085941592565414223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2085941592565414223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2085941592565414223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/02/pay-day.html' title='PAY DAY!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SYmxToTh36I/AAAAAAAAANw/4sYLLmX1kE0/s72-c/DSC00202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7320113620603581242</id><published>2009-01-27T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:05:58.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>Boring as usual. Saw my cousins. Some of them really grow dam freaking fast. Its like they grow 10 cm since the last time i see them. Finish bai-ing nian quite early and slacked at home until nightfall. I got freaking bored and started finding ppl out. Shisha-ed with cheris. She is forever my slacking buddy. LOL! Went to haji lane there and shisha. After that we suddenly feel like going to the beach so we cabbed down to east coast. Its like 2 am then and there are FREAKING ALOT OF PEOPLE THERE! Tents everywhere... Walked for quite awhile before we found a place to sit. Chat about everything as usual and while walking back we started talking abt jokes and i told her a super fucked up one. LOLOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7320113620603581242?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7320113620603581242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7320113620603581242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7320113620603581242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7320113620603581242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2393390729714781075</id><published>2009-01-20T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T09:53:25.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad the hell man.</title><content type='html'>Relationships problem everywhere now. Wads up wif this world yo. Here not happy with this, there not happy wif that. Cold wars. Some even treating relationships as a game. You know wad? Fuck this shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about relationship. Hmmm. Have been thinking whether i should diet and lose my tummy. Maybe after chinese new year ba. Boiled chicken breast meat, looking forward to it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year shopping is not done yet, and im like so freaking tired already. Like wad i told ben, now i wanna be soft hearted no more. Stop all the giving in shit man. Now i will only give in to a couple of ppl in my life. People who treat me nice of course.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2393390729714781075?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2393390729714781075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2393390729714781075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2393390729714781075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2393390729714781075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/wad-hell-man.html' title='Wad the hell man.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-104682985864323252</id><published>2009-01-13T21:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:13:04.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED~!</title><content type='html'>Gymed for the pass few days. Like a dog man. LOL. FREAKING BORED SIA THIS 2 DAYS! Keep on wanting to go out but i've gt no where to go man. Yesterday my dinner was a 5 eggs ham and cheeze omel. Not nice sia. Next time shall eat plain omel. And dinner for today? NOTHING YET! Still deciding on whether to eat or not. But someone always tell me now to eat after 9! And its 2106 le. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be big and remove my tummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-104682985864323252?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/104682985864323252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=104682985864323252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/104682985864323252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/104682985864323252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/bored.html' title='BORED~!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2427801500921811561</id><published>2009-01-13T20:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:01:40.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics of sentosa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyQSdEnmrI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZnLpjvSRHU4/s1600-h/IMG_3780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyQSdEnmrI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZnLpjvSRHU4/s400/IMG_3780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290762308969536178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donno wad they stressing abt sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyPm5DExtI/AAAAAAAAANg/m7lMVpRDSUg/s1600-h/IMG_3799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyPm5DExtI/AAAAAAAAANg/m7lMVpRDSUg/s400/IMG_3799.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290761560565008082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyPWS0IOYI/AAAAAAAAANY/U5XeYc8c7Fo/s1600-h/IMG_3796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyPWS0IOYI/AAAAAAAAANY/U5XeYc8c7Fo/s400/IMG_3796.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290761275423865218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyPEt6cw9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/7Ar_zd6VWt0/s1600-h/IMG_3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyPEt6cw9I/AAAAAAAAANQ/7Ar_zd6VWt0/s400/IMG_3794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290760973460489170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore couple shirts with my darling for the sentosa trip =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2427801500921811561?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2427801500921811561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2427801500921811561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2427801500921811561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2427801500921811561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/pics-of-sentosa.html' title='Pics of sentosa!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SWyQSdEnmrI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZnLpjvSRHU4/s72-c/IMG_3780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8919766717021116114</id><published>2009-01-08T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T18:32:11.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just gymed with jw in school just now. First gym-ing session this week. Super shag sia. My arms gave way during some of the sets. Luckily jw is there if not i'll died at NgeeAnn gym le. We had a small chat wif one of his fren there.(actually i just stood beside and listen) They were talking about dieting and stuff, wad should be eaten and wad should not. Jw also got his msn, guess im gonna ask jw alot of question when he grabbed some knowledge from them. But one thing is for sure, fast food is so going to be out of my meal choices. Had been eating alot lately. =( If i want my cutting to be out, i really needa cardio man. Swimming or jogging anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya one more thing. I lost my ipod... -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8919766717021116114?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8919766717021116114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8919766717021116114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8919766717021116114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8919766717021116114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-gymed-with-jw-in-school-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4148343249049230433</id><published>2009-01-06T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:56:20.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>First post of the new year.&lt;br /&gt;Having lessons now and im so god dam bored. Did quite alot of things which i wanted to do for awhile this year already. &lt;br /&gt;Sentosa &lt;br /&gt;Watch movie&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with some of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Haven been so busy with work lately that i do not have enough time to do wad i wanna do. I wanna gym and swim alot alot! Gotta make my tummy flat man. Shall update about the sentosa outing once i got the picture. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4148343249049230433?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4148343249049230433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4148343249049230433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4148343249049230433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4148343249049230433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year.html' title='NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-9026084983597661200</id><published>2008-12-30T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T01:29:38.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIGH DAY!</title><content type='html'>DAM FREAKING HIGH TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE I GYMED AND I SAW SMTH ON ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;HOPE I CAN SEES IT MORE OFTEN!&lt;br /&gt;Gymed today with daryl aaron and ernest. Super freaking high when we were at the toilet after that. This shows at least smth paid off!! =) Today is chest day and tml will be shoulders. After gymed went home and wanted to slp but i cant! Maybe too high le. Met wif cheris for dinner as usual we walked ALOT! After dinner actually wanted to go to harry's bar to look for ah man. But he finished work already. Instead we went to a pub call REDDOT. Nice place man. No doubt. Its somewhere near Long beach seafood. Somewhere around botanic garden... They brew their own beer! Should go there again some time soon. No pictures cause for donno wad reason me and cheris don take photos together... LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-9026084983597661200?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9026084983597661200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=9026084983597661200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/9026084983597661200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/9026084983597661200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/high-day.html' title='HIGH DAY!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3585356561821491974</id><published>2008-12-18T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:09:05.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUp1M2KdTdI/AAAAAAAAANI/U9aFe0x7A1A/s1600-h/IMG_3529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUp1M2KdTdI/AAAAAAAAANI/U9aFe0x7A1A/s400/IMG_3529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281162376603586002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpzNgIvShI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zCcTpETEG6A/s1600-h/IMG_3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpzNgIvShI/AAAAAAAAAM4/zCcTpETEG6A/s400/IMG_3470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281160188847409682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpxvExDziI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LlJ3dxSKEiM/s1600-h/IMG_3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpxvExDziI/AAAAAAAAAMg/LlJ3dxSKEiM/s400/IMG_3523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281158566592630306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smth need to be clean man... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpz1nUPnRI/AAAAAAAAANA/djzUAPd23TU/s1600-h/IMG_3525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpz1nUPnRI/AAAAAAAAANA/djzUAPd23TU/s400/IMG_3525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281160877969480978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don know wad she doing man.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpxJFpO5uI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YFFiLZLWbCE/s1600-h/IMG_3505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpxJFpO5uI/AAAAAAAAAMY/YFFiLZLWbCE/s400/IMG_3505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281157913993209570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll support you and you'll support me... And the girls? Enjoying the show yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpwdsFDyCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uBBagSW9P9U/s1600-h/IMG_3506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpwdsFDyCI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/uBBagSW9P9U/s400/IMG_3506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281157168396224546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the hunter taste his food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpwMlQmepI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dI-vK5mZYs4/s1600-h/IMG_3508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpwMlQmepI/AAAAAAAAAMI/dI-vK5mZYs4/s400/IMG_3508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281156874507811474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he eat it up..&lt;br /&gt;A hungry man is an angry man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpvucYWnZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wFHsaNBO2HM/s1600-h/IMG_3478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpvucYWnZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wFHsaNBO2HM/s400/IMG_3478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281156356728331666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying hi to the camera with an astonishing smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpvS5iuiVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dU5QyeJS768/s1600-h/IMG_3502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpvS5iuiVI/AAAAAAAAAL4/dU5QyeJS768/s400/IMG_3502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281155883520133458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digging for smth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpyhZhc0fI/AAAAAAAAAMw/pPxzLr3pdik/s1600-h/IMG_3527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpyhZhc0fI/AAAAAAAAAMw/pPxzLr3pdik/s400/IMG_3527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281159431157764594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me.. Im on drugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpu43A8t2I/AAAAAAAAALw/lTS5p_V_L0o/s1600-h/IMG_3481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpu43A8t2I/AAAAAAAAALw/lTS5p_V_L0o/s400/IMG_3481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281155436164986722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben tried to siam a picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUputrD0x3I/AAAAAAAAALo/vXqrpPw60EA/s1600-h/IMG_3526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUputrD0x3I/AAAAAAAAALo/vXqrpPw60EA/s400/IMG_3526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281155243977262962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so did i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpyHF4B9iI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iNqmg2bQiOY/s1600-h/IMG_3530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpyHF4B9iI/AAAAAAAAAMo/iNqmg2bQiOY/s400/IMG_3530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281158979207165474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wad i did to him?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3585356561821491974?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3585356561821491974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3585356561821491974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3585356561821491974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3585356561821491974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUp1M2KdTdI/AAAAAAAAANI/U9aFe0x7A1A/s72-c/IMG_3529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-536228731430689247</id><published>2008-12-18T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:37:33.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUprX1Vy6II/AAAAAAAAAK4/PakicCE04E0/s1600-h/IMG_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUprX1Vy6II/AAAAAAAAAK4/PakicCE04E0/s400/IMG_3403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281151570244987010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpuIjtlrFI/AAAAAAAAALg/KV8Vy7uRbcU/s1600-h/IMG_3448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpuIjtlrFI/AAAAAAAAALg/KV8Vy7uRbcU/s400/IMG_3448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281154606349790290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUprDXmsTqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JaRka-1ls78/s1600-h/anqii005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUprDXmsTqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/JaRka-1ls78/s400/anqii005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281151218665410210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUprujY6cfI/AAAAAAAAALA/2CdGO6qAI_I/s1600-h/IMG_3443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUprujY6cfI/AAAAAAAAALA/2CdGO6qAI_I/s400/IMG_3443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281151960563216882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for smth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpsIxaTv9I/AAAAAAAAALI/WMcVUd2BSAg/s1600-h/IMG_3441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpsIxaTv9I/AAAAAAAAALI/WMcVUd2BSAg/s400/IMG_3441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281152411003764690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow our face cramped...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpssVLrI5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/ADDUlxgGpNU/s1600-h/IMG_3458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUpssVLrI5I/AAAAAAAAALQ/ADDUlxgGpNU/s400/IMG_3458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281153021901480850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is amazed by my seductive look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUptOY0eBJI/AAAAAAAAALY/JTs-lRsx2t0/s1600-h/IMG_3459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUptOY0eBJI/AAAAAAAAALY/JTs-lRsx2t0/s400/IMG_3459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281153606993446034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i give it to him.. Licked him like a lollipop..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-536228731430689247?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/536228731430689247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=536228731430689247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/536228731430689247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/536228731430689247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUprX1Vy6II/AAAAAAAAAK4/PakicCE04E0/s72-c/IMG_3403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1725735461786116776</id><published>2008-12-16T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:10:36.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired but FUN!!</title><content type='html'>Had been busy hanging out wif THE CLIQUE for the pass few day. Its been awhile since i've been hanging out for so many days in a row. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to CityHall in the morning with ben and anqi to fixed ben's teeth. Was quite cool looking at him suffer. Sharon met us at vivo at about 1. Got tickets (twilight) and slacked around while the girls were doing some shopping. Went to find MY BELOVED DARLING at BnJ. So ate ice-cream at a very cheap price. Town-ed after than and saw my relatives at Espirt Liat Towers. No doubt that my lil cousin is dam cute. She went to talk to ben in english and ben don know how to reply her. LOL la. Cmon ben, she is just freaking how old? 5 maybe? Had dinner ajisen and slacked and starbucks PS. Took a COUPLE of pics there. And thats the end for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gymed with the clique and MY DARLING. Showed anqi how fit my darling is. Sexy biceps, sexy deltoids. OMG man. Nice cut you got there daryl. Daryl went to work after that while the rest slacked mat my house. LOLOL. After that anqi went to have desert wif her classmates and im all alone at home. But one thing is for sure. Adrina made my night. LOL. Guess i'll have to wait for a long long time before another person will be willing to do that huh? Right recruit lee? LOLOL No doubt that adrina is a nice and sweet girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THIS VERY DAY GUESS WAD I DO??? I WENT TO K!!!! The chinese lyrics on the screen is killing me. The normal words ( qian ti zi) can already owned me. And the lyrics is all in fan ti zi. I was like... RETARDED! But who gives a shit. Enjoyed myself. I seriously don know WTF happen to my ah ben ge ge. He is totally like a retarded/ idiot/ clown. Pooled after that. WA buay tahan arh. Bo form arh. Kena tok by sharon and ben arh! Went to gym in the morning wif my darling and tim lee before going K also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway gtg man meeting them at 1230!! &lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be updated once i got them. =) &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1725735461786116776?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1725735461786116776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1725735461786116776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1725735461786116776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1725735461786116776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/tired-but-fun.html' title='Tired but FUN!!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7386903445482168904</id><published>2008-12-12T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:33:15.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>LOL The first thing i wanna say is.. I love THE CLIQUE man.. They know that i wanna be big, so they will be willingly accompany me to the gym during the holidays. Guess i will try my best to use this 3 week to make a change. Hope that i will be successful.. Guess the main thing which is in the way would be work. But who gives a shit. Work or not i wanna be big. LAI ARH MIND OVER BODY~~ Maybe i should change my mindcept of having no more strength when im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUKPcILPdZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tUiosUc4HT4/s1600-h/rc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUKPcILPdZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tUiosUc4HT4/s400/rc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278939426625385874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronnie Coleman Lats spread. Power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7386903445482168904?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7386903445482168904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7386903445482168904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7386903445482168904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7386903445482168904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post_12.html' title='=)'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SUKPcILPdZI/AAAAAAAAAKo/tUiosUc4HT4/s72-c/rc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7395906298569382038</id><published>2008-12-10T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:47:38.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Misunderstanding misunderstanding misunderstanding... Misunderstanding can be a very scary thing man. It may cause relationship problem, friendship problems and even family problems. Oh man. Why must we have misunderstanding in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally realise smth.. To maintain a friendship the best thing is to go with the flow. And i really respect people who can do it to 100%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7395906298569382038?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7395906298569382038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7395906298569382038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7395906298569382038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7395906298569382038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-stand-childish-people-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4029167124367991844</id><published>2008-12-09T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:54:22.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im suppose to be sleeping now. BUT i simply cant sleep. Tired like a dog man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly into David Tao nowadays man. Its been awhile i listen to chinese songs but now im like spaming david tao over my playlist man. Guess wad yo..... Next week is the start of holidays man!! 2 more papers to go man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4029167124367991844?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4029167124367991844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4029167124367991844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4029167124367991844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4029167124367991844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-suppose-to-be-sleeping-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5111195925650503745</id><published>2008-12-04T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:15:10.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random yo.</title><content type='html'>Although you may not be the one who load the gun, but dont be the one who pull the trigger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes a small matter can drive someone go crazy. Others may think that he/she is petty of wadever shit. But how much do u know about wad that someone had gone through before that? &lt;br /&gt;Think twice before passing judgement. If only people can be more understand then there will be lesser arguments everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not posting this because of anyone personnal reason)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5111195925650503745?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5111195925650503745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5111195925650503745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5111195925650503745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5111195925650503745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-yo.html' title='Random yo.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6550090370410666314</id><published>2008-12-03T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:42:11.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New haircut.&lt;br /&gt;New look.&lt;br /&gt;New life.&lt;br /&gt;I hope?&lt;br /&gt;But some things are better left unchanged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6550090370410666314?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6550090370410666314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6550090370410666314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6550090370410666314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6550090370410666314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-haircut.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6231655364579705269</id><published>2008-12-01T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:50:01.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>寂寞的季節</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/NX6Rpf9_Pu"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/NX6Rpf9_Pu" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/X2Q-WsQ/music/QK_e_woR/season_of_loneliness/"&gt;寂寞的季節Season of  Loneliness - 陶喆&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寂寞的季節&lt;br /&gt;　　作詞：娃娃　作曲：陶喆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　風吹落最後一片葉　我的心也飄著雪&lt;br /&gt;　　愛只能往回憶裡堆疊　oh　給下個季節&lt;br /&gt;　　忽然間樹梢冒花蕊　我怎麼會都沒有感覺&lt;br /&gt;　　oh　整條街　都是戀愛的人　我獨自走在暖風的夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　多想要向過去告別　當季節不停更迭　oh&lt;br /&gt;　　卻還是少一點堅決　在這寂寞的季節&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　艷陽高照在那海邊　愛情盛開的世界&lt;br /&gt;　　遠遠看著熱鬧一切　oh　記得那狂烈&lt;br /&gt;　　窗外是快枯黃的葉　感傷在　心中有一些　oh&lt;br /&gt;　　我瞭解　那些愛過的人　心是如何慢慢在凋謝&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　多想要向過去告別　當季節不停更迭　oh&lt;br /&gt;　　卻永遠少一點堅決　在這寂寞的季節&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　又走過風吹的冷冽　最後一盞燈熄滅&lt;br /&gt;　　從回憶我慢慢穿越　在這寂寞的季節&lt;br /&gt;　　還是寂寞的季節　一樣寂寞的季節&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6231655364579705269?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6231655364579705269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6231655364579705269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6231655364579705269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6231655364579705269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='寂寞的季節'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1509285613298539344</id><published>2008-11-29T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:40:37.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendships down&lt;br /&gt;Relationships down&lt;br /&gt;Studies down&lt;br /&gt;Physicial Conditions down&lt;br /&gt;Wads up?&lt;br /&gt;Pratically nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1509285613298539344?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1509285613298539344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1509285613298539344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1509285613298539344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1509285613298539344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/friendships-down-relationships-down.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7581377594360623086</id><published>2008-11-26T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:35:14.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im here to blog because someone say its time for me to blog.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SS1ssCkTXjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/93wlLbV32PM/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SS1ssCkTXjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/93wlLbV32PM/s400/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272990242579897906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some actions which happen in class. Seems like the people around me are having lots of problem in their life. The worst part of it is i don know how can i help man. This makes me feel hopeless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben ar ben.. Cheer up my man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7581377594360623086?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7581377594360623086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7581377594360623086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7581377594360623086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7581377594360623086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-here-to-blog-because-someone-say-its.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SS1ssCkTXjI/AAAAAAAAAKg/93wlLbV32PM/s72-c/DSC00173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-405279324230361088</id><published>2008-11-24T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:17:45.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should i or should i not?</title><content type='html'>Should i continue working?&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the question which is in my head for the pass few days. Tired like fuck man. Too big a commitment for me. Spending every weekend working. Yesterday Ben, Anqi, Gary, Alvin and Robin come find me sia. Super touched. This is the ONLY time where people come and find me for lunch when im working. The FUCKING ONLY TIME. Such good frens huh? Even though i only knew them for like a month or so. Maybe some of them just happen to be in town so just meet up. But im still happy abt it. But ben and anqi came all the way here to accompany me cause im nt feeling so good these few days. Still wait for me until i finish work. I've gt nth to say man. seriously touched. Shall treat time to dou hua some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don know wad are you thinking now, Or maybe i don wanna know. Everything has change. For the better or the worst? I do not know, its not for me to decide. One thing i know is, i miss the innocent and mature you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-405279324230361088?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/405279324230361088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=405279324230361088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/405279324230361088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/405279324230361088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/should-i-or-should-i-not.html' title='Should i or should i not?'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5397139020297685157</id><published>2008-11-22T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T08:47:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week is a very sick week for me man. Cant do anything correctly. Don know what is happening to me.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today regetta... All the best to siang ge and jeremy man! CHIONG ARH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5397139020297685157?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5397139020297685157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5397139020297685157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5397139020297685157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5397139020297685157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-week-is-very-sick-week-for-me-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-551864504076051328</id><published>2008-11-18T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T14:10:22.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was like wtf man...</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day AT FIRST! Start the morning by going to school with daryl, gossip alot about everything as usual. When lesson start me and my classmates are still joking around happily. During mech lesson fall asleep cause I HAVE FEVER. Nice one man, 2 days of emo, thinking that today is a happy day but in the end, I fall sick. Still going for work later. I was like.... !@#$%@#@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-551864504076051328?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/551864504076051328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=551864504076051328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/551864504076051328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/551864504076051328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-was-like-wtf-man.html' title='I was like wtf man...'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1573146604265932127</id><published>2008-11-16T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:34:34.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EmoEmoEmo~!</title><content type='html'>Feeling dam fucked up lately. I just don know why. Saturday went to cck to find my siang~ge. Shocking but true. And i asked xt to come and find us also.. Cause i think im really emo. And im thankful that she came down.. That night slack until quite late before heading home. I also wanna thank my bro for coming all the way here to fetch me home.. Nothing much happen on sunday either, morning breakfast with mum, skip lunch and beancurd wif ben and frens again. Met a new gal name adrina i think. (sorry if i spell wrongly) And now im here at siang~ge house. Staying over here and going school together tomorrow. Shall hope that tomorrow will be a better day... And the emo-ing life goes on.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J~ I am thankful for ur words but i just wanna know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1573146604265932127?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1573146604265932127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1573146604265932127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1573146604265932127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1573146604265932127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/emoemoemo.html' title='EmoEmoEmo~!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4919554060854141423</id><published>2008-11-15T11:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:58:11.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mood</title><content type='html'>Having bad mood since yesterday, donno how long will this last. The feeling is so fucked up that i feel like killing everyone around me including myself. Although i saw that seductive pair of eyes yesterday but it din help much.. Don know what is happening to me.. Everything had change.. When i say change i mean seriously changed.. Wad the fuck man.. Starting to have the all alone feeling now.. Now i don feel like doing anything except wasting my life away.. Rotting at home.. And lifting some weights... Ernest and gang went out yesterday but i din tag along.. Maybe is due to tiredness or lack of cash flow.. Fall asleep at abt 11 yesterday.. Woke up with a bad mood once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donno the when is the last time i slacked wif ernest as he already have a gf.&lt;br /&gt;And cheris my dear friend also have a bf already.&lt;br /&gt;Ben is always busy with his school stuff and is going for field trip at underwater world. o.O&lt;br /&gt;Daryl just got a job at Ben's and Jerry.&lt;br /&gt;People i usually hang out wif is getting more and more busy. And all of you guys wanna know how i pass my time? smoke man. I smoke whenever i feel lonely. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna stop also hard. Distractions needed man. FUCK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that i have lesser chance or even no chance at all make me feel worst. I don know anything about her life now.. All i know is about her past. But who gives a shit about the past. All people want is the present. Maybe there's someone out there who can make her more happy than she ever was now. So wad the fuck can i do? &lt;br /&gt;And i was like.... CAN SOMEONE ENLIGHTEN ME?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4919554060854141423?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4919554060854141423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4919554060854141423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4919554060854141423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4919554060854141423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/bad-mood.html' title='Bad mood'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8621306034099183694</id><published>2008-11-10T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:40:09.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL day man!</title><content type='html'>Shall start this post with a LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Donno why so happy sia. Must be chatting wif my beloved siang-ge. Morning daryl overslept. So i went to skool alone. And suddenly realise that IM BROKE! LOL. Slack throughout the lesson today. After skool GYM! LOL. Did shoulder today Dumbell 20kg sial~~~! Happy sial~~~! LOL. I know its not alot la. But im happy with it. After gym went to AJW's house to swim! CARDIO MAN~! So while me and siang-ge is swimming and suana-ing our dear AJW styed at home and slp. LOL. He's tired like a dead log man. So while swimming and suana-ing we chat about almost everything sial. LOL! LOVE YOU LOTS LA SIANG-GE! Dinner at KAP and home sweet home man. Waited for the bus fucking long and come one no air-con one. I was like..... -.- LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8621306034099183694?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8621306034099183694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8621306034099183694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8621306034099183694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8621306034099183694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-day-man.html' title='LOL day man!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1300559110526522565</id><published>2008-11-09T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:32:28.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>Stayed at home whole day. Woke up at abt 9 and took 2 naps throughout the day sial. Sian. DINT STUDY AT ALL~! Yesterday went to forum espirt instead of liat towers. Its like old folks home there sia. Dam freaking slack one. Close at 8.30 liktat. Shiok sial. But after that i still have to go back to liat towers. !@#!@#$% When i reach there everyone was like shock la. All keep asking me, eh today you go work meh? o.O Haha they are nice people anyway. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1300559110526522565?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1300559110526522565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1300559110526522565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1300559110526522565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1300559110526522565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/bored.html' title='BORED'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4105706901332141382</id><published>2008-11-06T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:21:14.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SRL5fKqkS1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/rHsVB748YAY/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SRL5fKqkS1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/rHsVB748YAY/s400/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265545228183685970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leg swollen sial. Pekcek arh!@#!!@#$ Maybe its due to just now soccer or gym. Kns. Saturday still needa stand whole day. Donno can tahan or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4105706901332141382?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4105706901332141382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4105706901332141382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4105706901332141382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4105706901332141382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/leg-swollen-sial.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SRL5fKqkS1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/rHsVB748YAY/s72-c/DSC00164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3366494508213356767</id><published>2008-11-05T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:23:16.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KengSiang's birthday siol~!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;This morning when i met up wif daryl i was rather sad. =( Cause its tuesday and.....&lt;br /&gt;But when we are eating at the canteen smth make me supper happy. LOL. Went for prac lesson and my dearest siang-ge came late cause he went to jalan kayu to take the car he rent. After lesson they drive car from block 46 to 50 dam funny. Shoik siol, the rest is like walking man. And Mr david is there also. After Compro lesson me and jw decided to skip lesson for the sake of ks. Went to west mall for subway and we treat him to lunch. First time in like donno how many months we go out and eat like that. Chat for quite awhile and its dam funny sia. After that went to jw house and work after that. Fuck man work. Haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3366494508213356767?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3366494508213356767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3366494508213356767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3366494508213356767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3366494508213356767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/kengsiangs-birthday-siol.html' title='KengSiang&apos;s birthday siol~!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7427746679766893804</id><published>2008-11-02T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:27:27.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a fucked up day yesterday. Was actually going out but in the end it was cancelled. So spent the first half of my day rotting at home. At about evening my bro sent me to suntect city to get some stuff and thats about. While rotting at home i suddenly thought of wad my dearest AJW said to me. Girls can leave u anytime, friends can leave u anytime. But muscules wont leave you. I guess this is his motivation man. Going to start work next week. there goes my life man, selling it to espirt. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7427746679766893804?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7427746679766893804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7427746679766893804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7427746679766893804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7427746679766893804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/11/had-fucked-up-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3131545627905597896</id><published>2008-10-30T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:29:49.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben's Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SQnAnviHgDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OSqRBswfG-s/s1600-h/DSC02920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SQnAnviHgDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OSqRBswfG-s/s400/DSC02920.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262949428566130738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anqii and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SQnA9zcBtII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zh74VUZRGuQ/s1600-h/DSC02963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SQnA9zcBtII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/zh74VUZRGuQ/s400/DSC02963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262949807571448962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo(some left early)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to had dinner with ben and his frens(including daryl) yesterday. Had plenty of fun disturbing ben in front of his frens. Although it was his bday but i cant stop myself from doing so. Its like in my blood to disturb him. =X But his classmates were really nice and friendly(especially anqii)ben said that she is very influencial. haha can see that quite alot of people there respect her alot. I met some of his frens before, the last time was drinking and shisha-ing at sahara. In other words, fun people fun night =)  (actually there are more pics but i don know the gal who took the pic so this is the only 2 i can get.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3131545627905597896?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3131545627905597896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3131545627905597896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3131545627905597896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3131545627905597896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/10/bens-bday.html' title='Ben&apos;s Bday'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SQnAnviHgDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/OSqRBswfG-s/s72-c/DSC02920.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8925184418101418022</id><published>2008-10-24T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T20:08:39.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of handicap</title><content type='html'>Woke up today cause of alarm but off it cause im not going for lesson today! A good thing and a bad. Had been so busy lately and suddenly im stuck at home. Nothing much i can do wif one leg man. So i lied on bed all morning. Maybe is due to the tiredness for the pass few weeks. I fell asleep dam easily. Went to school for awhile to submit the bursary thing, slipped while walking down the stairs. God dam its slippery due to the rain, unbearable pain once again.... FUCK! Just told my manager that i wont be able to work for next week or so. Maybe i shall use this chance to rest and catch up with my studies. Wan a better GPA man. Haoguang told me that most of the people class are falling sick. Jw jeremy me thomas. Who is next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8925184418101418022?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8925184418101418022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8925184418101418022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8925184418101418022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8925184418101418022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-1-of-handicap.html' title='Day 1 of handicap'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6392678340201683876</id><published>2008-10-23T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:33:40.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke my leg.</title><content type='html'>Today had S&amp;W in school for the first time. The sport, street soccer. In summary, challenged the ball with the keeper and had a bad fall. Old injury man, but this time i think its more serious. Cause normally i'll be back up and playing in like 10 mins? But this time the pain is really unbearable. Tried to walk to the toilet from the court which is like only the distance of a flights of stairs but i feel so weak and giddy. Same feeling when i first injured my leg. I lied in the toilet's bench for quite awhile and Khai came in. Changed and walked to class. From bus stop to block 56 it took us abt 20 mins man. Hmm, guess im not going for lesson tomorrow. Don't wanna be limping round the school from 8-5. Eunice say she's going to get me a wheelchair to roll my ass round school. "nice" classmate i have huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6392678340201683876?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6392678340201683876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6392678340201683876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6392678340201683876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6392678340201683876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/10/broke-my-leg.html' title='Broke my leg.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7001479804248267526</id><published>2008-10-20T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:30:06.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back into action</title><content type='html'>Yo man.. Im back haha. Promise my beloved AJW to blog.. lol can emo with him le..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. his blog dam fucking funny one, main page can see his ass already. then still gt Emo episode one.. Now until part 3 le and the story goes on.... &lt;br /&gt;Check out his blog man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7001479804248267526?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7001479804248267526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7001479804248267526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7001479804248267526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7001479804248267526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-into-action.html' title='Back into action'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5832457470622913158</id><published>2008-08-11T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:57:33.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thought of stuff these few days..&lt;br /&gt;Even if i can go back with you now which i hope..&lt;br /&gt;I guess some things wont be the same..&lt;br /&gt;Everyone changed..&lt;br /&gt;But for what i feel,&lt;br /&gt;You changed alot...&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so stranger now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5832457470622913158?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7495098253640041273</id><published>2008-08-06T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T19:59:00.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes</title><content type='html'>I wish to talk&lt;br /&gt;but the one whom i wish to talk to would nt listen.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to listen,&lt;br /&gt;but the one whom i wish to listen to would nt speak.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to cook,&lt;br /&gt;but the one whom i wish to cook for would nt eat.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to care,&lt;br /&gt;but the one whom i wish to care for would nt let me do so.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to love, &lt;br /&gt;but the one whom i love is drifting further and further away.&lt;br /&gt;But for now.&lt;br /&gt;I wish to forget,&lt;br /&gt;but i simply cant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7495098253640041273?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7495098253640041273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7495098253640041273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7495098253640041273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7495098253640041273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/08/wishes.html' title='Wishes'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1049234894104222948</id><published>2008-08-01T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T02:33:04.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry......</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/5KoY_fDkdi/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/5KoY_fDkdi/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/buckcherryrock/music/yNWrBA9I/buckcherry_sorry/"&gt;Sorry - Buckcherry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I, Had alot to say&lt;br /&gt;Was thinking on my time away&lt;br /&gt;I missed you and things werent the same&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything inside, it never comes out right&lt;br /&gt;and when i see you cry, it makes me wanna die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry im bad, im sorry im blue&lt;br /&gt;im sorry about all the things i said to you&lt;br /&gt;and i know i cant take it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, i love all your sounds &lt;br /&gt;and baby the way you make my world go round&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanted to say, Im sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, i think im to blame&lt;br /&gt;Its harder to get through the days&lt;br /&gt;We get older and blame turns to shame&lt;br /&gt;Cause everything inside, it never comes out right&lt;br /&gt;and when i see you cry, It makes me wanna die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry im bad, im sorry im blue&lt;br /&gt;im sorry about all the things i said to you&lt;br /&gt;and i know i cant take it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, i love all your sounds &lt;br /&gt;and baby the way you make my world go round&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanted to say, Im sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day i think about how we came all this way&lt;br /&gt;the sleepless nights and the tears you cried&lt;br /&gt;Its never to late to make it right, oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry im bad, im sorry im blue&lt;br /&gt;im sorry about all the things i said to you&lt;br /&gt;and i know i cant take it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how you kiss, i love all your sounds &lt;br /&gt;and baby the way you make my world go round&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanted to say, Im sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1049234894104222948?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1049234894104222948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1049234894104222948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1049234894104222948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1049234894104222948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry......'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-9140764845980211852</id><published>2008-07-23T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:26:53.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>Having plenty of thoughts going through my head now. Each time a fighter plane fly pass, some thoughts will go through my head. And nowadays fighter planes are very often as NDP is nearby. I feel that im causing alot of troubles here and there. Today on the bus Haoguang talked about M.I.A. Guess im gonna get away for some time soon. Wait till i gt the money!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-9140764845980211852?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9140764845980211852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=9140764845980211852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/9140764845980211852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/9140764845980211852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/07/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6453149411814165757</id><published>2008-07-15T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:15.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally 18</title><content type='html'>Oh yea im finally 18 and this blogskin is 1 year old already. Im so going to learn driving man. Cant wait to hit the roads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 12 midnight of my bday. Ernest ben and weiling came and surprise me wif a cake behind my house. Ben came to my house suddenly and told me he kena chase out of the house. I was like... WTF. Then he ask me to go out for awhile then i know smth was wrong.. In the end i saw them preparing the cake... Touched man.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SHywA_kxagI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cj7qN3TsAzE/s1600-h/DSC07556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SHywA_kxagI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cj7qN3TsAzE/s400/DSC07556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223243198955088386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day, actually amanda wanna ask me out for movie and lunch. But i was tired and lazy so we only went for lunch. After that KengSiang came and find me driving his fren car. Cool huh? But he spend abt 20 mins finding my house. He fetch me to find ernest and gang at J8. After that we decided to go to AMK. So we all squeeze into KS's subaru. Abt 6 people at the back. Luckily im in the front seat. =) KS went off after dropping us off. Such a nice guy huh. After dinner went back to hougang to drink. Stupid BARON'S make me have rashes the next day. No one gt drunk that night, cause everyone was tired and went home quite early&lt;br /&gt;Quite a disappointed bday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SHyzWPPF0xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0TqjviTe2x8/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SHyzWPPF0xI/AAAAAAAAAG0/0TqjviTe2x8/s400/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223246862471254802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SHyzMC6TUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zffPdDdXPFk/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SHyzMC6TUuI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zffPdDdXPFk/s400/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223246687364141794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6453149411814165757?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6453149411814165757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6453149411814165757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6453149411814165757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6453149411814165757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-18.html' title='Finally 18'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/SHywA_kxagI/AAAAAAAAAGk/cj7qN3TsAzE/s72-c/DSC07556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8868424192229711527</id><published>2008-06-15T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T18:59:45.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everyone is out celebrating Father's Day and im stuck at home eating instant noodles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God dam i hate my life man... Was wondering what was i doing during mother's day and father's day for the last few years...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8868424192229711527?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8868424192229711527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8868424192229711527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8868424192229711527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8868424192229711527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/06/everyone-is-out-celebrating-fathers-day.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-720097583844407961</id><published>2008-03-18T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:16.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_QLhmEPYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/tgGtGFDuovc/s1600-h/ABCD0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_QLhmEPYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/tgGtGFDuovc/s400/ABCD0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179086992914529666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_P5BmEPXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/57-JEOhnepU/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_P5BmEPXI/AAAAAAAAAGU/57-JEOhnepU/s400/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179086675086949746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_PnBmEPWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TebpWdQNEFc/s1600-h/x)6351(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_PnBmEPWI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TebpWdQNEFc/s400/x)6351(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179086365849304418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_PZxmEPVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9Oyto11KkoA/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_PZxmEPVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9Oyto11KkoA/s400/DSC00022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179086138216037714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_ONhmEPTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/td8zJ5n3GDM/s1600-h/ABCD0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_ONhmEPTI/AAAAAAAAAF0/td8zJ5n3GDM/s400/ABCD0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179084828251012402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_O1hmEPUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TuLQKj2XD0k/s1600-h/collage4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_O1hmEPUI/AAAAAAAAAF8/TuLQKj2XD0k/s400/collage4+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179085515445779778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super bored...&lt;br /&gt;Random pics. The last one dam cool man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-720097583844407961?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/720097583844407961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=720097583844407961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/720097583844407961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/720097583844407961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2008/03/super-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R9_QLhmEPYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/tgGtGFDuovc/s72-c/ABCD0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1263758453071227954</id><published>2007-12-16T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T09:08:28.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BONKERS!</title><content type='html'>Today something super embrassing at work happen to me. I was like singing in the back area of the restaurant which almost all of the workers there do. (Im affected by them.) While walking out to the dining area im still sing and doing some pose and i did not realise that a guest is just outside. I was like super shock when i saw him, my face change in split seconds and i smile to him. After awhile he approach the hostess for the morning Joanna. I overheard him saying "Can i request something? I heard a waiter singing............." That all i heard. Im sure that the waiter he refering is me. I asked joanna what did he say. He wanted to request all of the waiter to sing so that the ambience will be better. o.O The waiters there are like so different when they step into the back area. And because of that i started to go crazy at the back area sashaying around. Its so fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1263758453071227954?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1263758453071227954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1263758453071227954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1263758453071227954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1263758453071227954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/12/bonkers.html' title='BONKERS!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2990531033638835685</id><published>2007-12-15T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T21:49:00.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Brought cath to a buffet restaurant during her bday. The food there was not bad and the service was great. Fast and good. Really hope that she enjoyed that day although that was not a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been working lately so don really have the energy to blog. Working at a buffet restaurant in a hotel was quite fun. But waking up at 530 in the morning is a killer man. The people there are friendly both guest and workers. The workers there are cheerful and always smiling. This make the working environment more lively, compared to the previous work that i had, this is much better. I guess this is the environment u will get when u work in the tourism industry and i can really get used to it. Feel free to come and look for me. =) Regent hotel, Capers restaurant. But its going to renovate soon, which is a sad news to me. Maybe i wanna get some friends to hang out at some buffet restuarant some day. Looking at guests eat everyday make me freaking jealous....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2990531033638835685?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2990531033638835685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2990531033638835685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2990531033638835685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2990531033638835685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/12/brought-cath-to-buffet-restaurant.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1447010277234498961</id><published>2007-11-24T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:18.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Hey Hey! Im back from lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRAD NIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad night was fun man. A friend of mine told me i look like a businessman. =) Everytime people go up the stage one by one to recieve the leaver cert, they will play those very sad music which wanna make us cry. And its our class's turn(which is the last class)i almost cry. After eating me and my frens went around talking to teachers and thanking them for teaching us and tolerating all of out demoric acts. i din really get all the pics that i tool but here are some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eEbTTCFGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ci1WES9O8ag/s1600-h/grad+night+2(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eEbTTCFGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ci1WES9O8ag/s400/grad+night+2(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136219504610776162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eEvTTCFHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/k6hV-GcnHJU/s1600-h/grad+night+4(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eEvTTCFHI/AAAAAAAAAE8/k6hV-GcnHJU/s400/grad+night+4(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136219848208159858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eFKDTCFII/AAAAAAAAAFE/wroAG9XONrw/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eFKDTCFII/AAAAAAAAAFE/wroAG9XONrw/s400/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136220307769660546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cath's Celebration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First me and ben accompanied andy to go to vivo to buy some stuff and on the journey there, we saw Mdm lee and we chat for a little while. And after trying so many different skinnys andy finally decided to buy one which don have his size... So we went off empty handed. Met cath, wati, shin, aaron and peiwen at douby gourt and waited for cheris for awhile. Went to meet marina bay and met up another ben. Bentay was so happy man, finally he saw his long lost brother. Waited for mingzhi yvonne and huiying to reach and we went off to eat steamboat. Bentay was always complaining about being an outcast during the whole journey. He scolded he for letting him xia suay in front of the girls and i was like thinking what the hell did i do man. But i still enjoyed myself, seeing him looking so retared and quiet which is not like him.&lt;br /&gt;Haha enough talking lets see the pics! Actually me and ben was not in most of the pics. We were just sitting down doing nothing and out of a sudden yvonne say u 2 don sit there so sian lehz come lets take pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eJfDTCFLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dHu0hrN0j6Q/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eJfDTCFLI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dHu0hrN0j6Q/s400/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136225066593424562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eI3jTCFKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4bDL8C66AdM/s1600-h/P1040445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eI3jTCFKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/4bDL8C66AdM/s400/P1040445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136224387988591778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eIoTTCFJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Gth7neCTetU/s1600-h/P1040423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eIoTTCFJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Gth7neCTetU/s400/P1040423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136224125995586706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eKUTTCFMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/D8ZLvkfhK6w/s1600-h/x)8035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eKUTTCFMI/AAAAAAAAAFk/D8ZLvkfhK6w/s400/x)8035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136225981421458626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1447010277234498961?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1447010277234498961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1447010277234498961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1447010277234498961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1447010277234498961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-hey-hey-im-back-from-lazing-around.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/R0eEbTTCFGI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ci1WES9O8ag/s72-c/grad+night+2(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4833779476138835929</id><published>2007-10-30T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T14:46:25.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im supper addicted to this song man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/b3f8mHyb-r/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/b3f8mHyb-r/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give It To You [feat. Sean Paul]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo yo yo yo &lt;br /&gt;Yeah &lt;br /&gt;Ha &lt;br /&gt;Yo yo yo yo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus X2] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all my love I give it to you girl, my life I'll live it with you girl &lt;br /&gt;Worth more to di I man than a diamond and a pearl &lt;br /&gt;So just give it to me girl, and a live it with me girl... &lt;br /&gt;I wanna rock your world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard about it happenin' &lt;br /&gt;I never thought it could be &lt;br /&gt;the way he looked into my eyes &lt;br /&gt;what he doin' to me &lt;br /&gt;he caught me by surprise &lt;br /&gt;he opened up my life &lt;br /&gt;He wasn't like them other dudes &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be his wife &lt;br /&gt;he said he got played &lt;br /&gt;I told him don't be scared &lt;br /&gt;My mission make you mine &lt;br /&gt;forget the rest &lt;br /&gt;they ain't prepared &lt;br /&gt;He said he liked my style &lt;br /&gt;I said I liked his lips &lt;br /&gt;he took my hand &lt;br /&gt;and then he told me this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus X2] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all my love I give it to you girl, my life I'll live it with you girl &lt;br /&gt;Worth more to di I man than a diamond and a pearl &lt;br /&gt;So just give it to me girl, and a live it with me girl... &lt;br /&gt;I wanna rock your world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ever let a dude &lt;br /&gt;you can't get out yo mind &lt;br /&gt;you go to sleep &lt;br /&gt;he in your dreams &lt;br /&gt;he with you all the time &lt;br /&gt;This was the way it was &lt;br /&gt;thought it was meant to be &lt;br /&gt;till I picked up the phone one night &lt;br /&gt;and it was Tiffany &lt;br /&gt;She said he was her dude &lt;br /&gt;I said is that a fact &lt;br /&gt;She said I let him go and play &lt;br /&gt;but he always come back &lt;br /&gt;I said that can't be true &lt;br /&gt;she said it always is &lt;br /&gt;I hung up, heart stuck &lt;br /&gt;i cant believe this shit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus X2] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all my love I give it to you girl, my life I'll live it with you girl &lt;br /&gt;Worth more to di I man than a diamond and a pearl &lt;br /&gt;So just give it to me girl, and a live it with me girl... &lt;br /&gt;I wanna rock your world... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse: Sean Paul [EVE] &lt;br /&gt;Well everyday mi see you with you, girl, and a walk and a pass me &lt;br /&gt;Aks keep a bit and yuh shape it a lost me &lt;br /&gt;Anyting you waan, my girl if you aks me, &lt;br /&gt;nuh matta what a cost me &lt;br /&gt;Mi give it to you [GIVE IT TO ME!] &lt;br /&gt;Give it to you [GIVE IT TO ME!] &lt;br /&gt;Give it to you [GIVE IT TO ME!] &lt;br /&gt;Mi give it to you [AAAAHHH!] &lt;br /&gt;Mi give it to you [COME ON, COME ON!] &lt;br /&gt;Mi give it to you [COME ON, COME ON!] &lt;br /&gt;Mi give it to you [YO, YO, YO , YO!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus X2] &lt;br /&gt;Well all my love I give it to you girl, my life I'll live &lt;br /&gt;it with you girl &lt;br /&gt;Worth more to di I man than a diamond and a pearl &lt;br /&gt;So just give it to me girl, and a live it with me girl... &lt;br /&gt;I wanna rock your world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4833779476138835929?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4833779476138835929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4833779476138835929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4833779476138835929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4833779476138835929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-supper-addicted-to-this-song-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-327354336402564443</id><published>2007-10-16T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:22:39.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holistic Report Card</title><content type='html'>English-48          D7&lt;br /&gt;Chinese-54          C6&lt;br /&gt;Maths-65            B3&lt;br /&gt;Science-55          C5&lt;br /&gt;Combine humans-42   E8&lt;br /&gt;Dnt-58              C5&lt;br /&gt;Total 323/600                   Class position   3/29       L1R4  26   &lt;br /&gt;Percentage 53.8%                Level position   19/94      L1R5  34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the result i promise. Abt the comments my teacher wrote, i better not write it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-327354336402564443?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/327354336402564443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=327354336402564443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/327354336402564443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/327354336402564443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/10/holistic-report-card.html' title='Holistic Report Card'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-48014484580473462</id><published>2007-10-14T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T14:58:58.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STUDY STUDY STUDY!</title><content type='html'>Studying is never ending man. Just when u think u had already study enough, there will be something more for u to learn. Hate this shit man. Fuck it! Now im back in studying chemistry. Pass few weeks was just chem maths chem maths chem maths. Nothing else. First written paper is chemistry, thats why. When will i move on to other subjects man. Geo paper is also near and i have not even touch it, not in my prelims, not in my N lvls, not in my life! Have not decided on wad chapters to study for ss also. Woo so much stuff so little time. Perhaps time will never be enough. So, just face it. How about phrasing it another way. 23 days more to end of my last paper!! And after that 23 days, u wont even have the chance to study. This is the thing that have me pushing me till now. I dont wanna regret no way man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about changing the chours of Party like a rockstar-Shop boyz&lt;br /&gt;Study like a nerd, Study like a nerdfreak&lt;br /&gt;Study like a nerd, Study like a nerdfreak&lt;br /&gt;Study like a nerd, Study like a nerdfreak&lt;br /&gt;Study like a nerdfreak, tut-tut-tut-totally NERD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-48014484580473462?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/48014484580473462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=48014484580473462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/48014484580473462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/48014484580473462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/10/study-study-study.html' title='STUDY STUDY STUDY!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-230340808474919206</id><published>2007-10-09T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T17:22:08.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holla at me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfQDVYMs0J4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NfQDVYMs0J4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so addicted to this song. It makes me wanna chave my head bald again. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 more days till last paper of o lvls i really hope i can do well and get below 15 points then i can get a laptop from my mum and a meal from val. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLLA AT ME BABY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-230340808474919206?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/230340808474919206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=230340808474919206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/230340808474919206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/230340808474919206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-so-addicted-to-this-song.html' title='Holla at me'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1829364312860295743</id><published>2007-09-11T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:32:48.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phone spoilt</title><content type='html'>And once again, my phone spoilt. Sorry if i don reply anyone's messages. Dam it man. Sad shit, and now im afraid that im not gonna be able to wake up. Usually i use my phone's alarm and now my phone..... Oh god help me man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who has a spare phone and is kind and willing to lend me pls let me know. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1829364312860295743?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1829364312860295743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1829364312860295743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1829364312860295743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1829364312860295743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/09/phone-spoilt.html' title='Phone spoilt'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6167451751706500506</id><published>2007-09-06T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:18.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for not blogging for so long.</title><content type='html'>Im busy watch anime these few days. Ha! Marchen Awaken Romance! M.A.R &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday i went out with cath to catch a movie. Ratatoulie! The show is nice. Went to eat sakae after that. Die! Im getting fatter and fatter. Had not been doing exercise lately due to my knee. Went for jogging last saturday and its only 2.2km and im panting like a dog. Gotta build up on my fitness man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was pratical exam. My answers were kinda weird cause everything on th first page was just No ppt form. But my teacher said that was correct. Hope i can do well in it as i got a very strong feeling that im gonna flunk for my paper 2. After the paper i went home and played heroes 3. This is the first time in ma life that i completed a game. It took me freaking 3 hrs to complete a medium size map. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday i stayed at home throughout the day. Watched anime and play some games. God dam, i needa start studying man. Went to play mahjong at ernest's house and alastiar is a slowpoke man. He took very long to decide whether he want a tiles or not. Then we saw his sis's blog. Hmmm. Don know wad to say abt it man. Viewing it makes alas himself angry. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! Bleach is out like finally man. Going for tuition in a few mins time And i guess thats all folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the outing on monday, more info will be at cath's blog. =) I aint got the pictures man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random pic that i found in my com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rt-mJVGgAwI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o0cxQeeb-Kk/s1600-h/2989427455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rt-mJVGgAwI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o0cxQeeb-Kk/s400/2989427455.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106983181674873602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't this pig bloody cute?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6167451751706500506?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6167451751706500506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6167451751706500506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6167451751706500506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6167451751706500506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/09/sorry-for-not-blogging-for-so-long.html' title='Sorry for not blogging for so long.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rt-mJVGgAwI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o0cxQeeb-Kk/s72-c/2989427455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8930282218632024581</id><published>2007-08-23T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:18.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class 5A3 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rs13pFGgAvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/d6WGBKgY_QY/s1600-h/Scan10001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rs13pFGgAvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/d6WGBKgY_QY/s400/Scan10001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101865500508422898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally have this photo. Had been asking from hao wei for months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i present CLASS OF 5A3 IN 2007!&lt;br /&gt;You can see that not alot of us are smiling. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O levels english oral tomorrow and im the first! I hope it wont end up like the chinese oral. Im just too nervous. I pray for a calm mind tomorrow so that i can do better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8930282218632024581?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8930282218632024581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8930282218632024581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8930282218632024581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8930282218632024581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/08/class-5a3-2007.html' title='Class 5A3 2007'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rs13pFGgAvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/d6WGBKgY_QY/s72-c/Scan10001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2544936930445586450</id><published>2007-08-19T08:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T08:43:53.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dnt finally over.</title><content type='html'>DnT is finally over! Yea man. WOOOO! Hopefully i can get good grade for Dnt. Now i must focus of the rest of my subjects. Got plenty of stuffs to catch up with cause i've been doing dnt all these while and chee guan had already started studing ALOT! O levels in about 2 months time. NO TIME TO SLACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gt C6 for my chinese which is dam freaking sad. And my chinese teacher says, hmm not bad u pass. -.- At that moment i feel like slapping her right in the face man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2544936930445586450?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2544936930445586450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2544936930445586450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2544936930445586450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2544936930445586450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/08/dnt-finally-over.html' title='Dnt finally over.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6445100865065680233</id><published>2007-08-11T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:18.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National day!</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i blogged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch The Simpsons movie on tuesday. Quite a nice show, which reminds me of Geography. PREVENT POLLUTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated national day in school on national day eve and took a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rr02Iybd8aI/AAAAAAAAAEc/yNjzsEeKhl8/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rr02Iybd8aI/AAAAAAAAAEc/yNjzsEeKhl8/s320/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097289877857104290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Rush hour 3 on national day itself. A super duper funny movie. No pictures taken that day. But try and catch that movie, its nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6445100865065680233?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6445100865065680233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6445100865065680233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6445100865065680233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6445100865065680233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/08/national-day.html' title='National day!'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rr02Iybd8aI/AAAAAAAAAEc/yNjzsEeKhl8/s72-c/DSC00068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2928814074844464375</id><published>2007-08-02T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T22:49:34.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Injured once again</title><content type='html'>Played soccer today in school, Interhouse tornament. Or i should say i did not even play. I just played for a few seconds and im out of the field. Sad shit man. Its not only saddening, its painful. No soccer for me until after o lvls man. My leg cannot take it le. Called my father after that and he came to pick me up to see a chinese physician. When i called him, he was all the way at jurong, west side of the country, he came and pick me up straight after he recieved my call. I know he may not be rich and he had done some bad things but i know deep inside he is a good father. I guess that all i wanna say. Im tired guess i will blog in more details some other day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2928814074844464375?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2928814074844464375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2928814074844464375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2928814074844464375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2928814074844464375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/08/injured-once-again.html' title='Injured once again'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-278227492993033399</id><published>2007-07-28T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:20.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired tired tired.</title><content type='html'>These 2 days are tiring for me man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Went to school till 1 pm and had self study session till 4.15. After that i had tuition at 530 which i din know cause my tutor din tell me that the time slot was brought forward by 30 mins. So i was late, i went home at about 830. In bewteen my tuition and the time i dismiss from the self study session, cath came to find me. She stayed in my house while i went tution. Accompanied her to have dinner after my tution and walked her to the bus interchange. (sorry that i din accompany u all the way back home) Met cy bl and nest for our weekly mahjong session at 11pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i should start Saturday here.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Still playing mahjong till 5+ and when i reach home, i bathed and slept. Woke up at 9 plus to prepare to go for lesson in school. I packed my bag, and just when i wanted to go and bathe i realise something. I GOT NOTHING TO WEAR TO SCHOOL. I search for any form of clothing which i can wear to school but all i found was my school uniform and my P.E shorts. And honestly i will look retared in those so i din went to school. I know its a freaking lame excuse but thats the real problem. Obviously i cant wear any shirt to school. Went to sentosa with jinghui peiwah yongxian desmond and melvin. And its rained. &lt;br /&gt;Pictures coming right up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqrSbd8ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OyY7TpOOAXc/s1600-h/28072007022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqrSbd8ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OyY7TpOOAXc/s200/28072007022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092281095586443666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqjCbd8YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NtYfjp0_1MU/s1600-h/28072007021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqjCbd8YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NtYfjp0_1MU/s200/28072007021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092280953852522882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqQibd8XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GwqCLtOzeAw/s1600-h/28072007023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqQibd8XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/GwqCLtOzeAw/s200/28072007023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092280636024942962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqBybd8WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Q7kdE_oMrx8/s1600-h/28072007020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqBybd8WI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Q7kdE_oMrx8/s200/28072007020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092280382621872482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rqtp1Cbd8VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tNDnHeDR144/s1600-h/28072007019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rqtp1Cbd8VI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tNDnHeDR144/s200/28072007019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092280163578540370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rqtpqibd8UI/AAAAAAAAADs/Nh5t2IzY2ak/s1600-h/28072007018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rqtpqibd8UI/AAAAAAAAADs/Nh5t2IzY2ak/s200/28072007018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092279983189913922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rqtpfybd8TI/AAAAAAAAADk/u_TqTKAPtUs/s1600-h/28-07-07_1317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rqtpfybd8TI/AAAAAAAAADk/u_TqTKAPtUs/s200/28-07-07_1317.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092279798506320178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtpWybd8SI/AAAAAAAAADc/cUwFKsJkXUA/s1600-h/28-07-07_1318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtpWybd8SI/AAAAAAAAADc/cUwFKsJkXUA/s200/28-07-07_1318.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092279643887497506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat steamboat after that and im all tired out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow everytime melvin posed in the picture, there will be mist form on the camera screen causing the rest of our face to be blur. And i know the last 2 pictures are kinda sick but i swear i din make those. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the first picture best for some reason. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-278227492993033399?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/278227492993033399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=278227492993033399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/278227492993033399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/278227492993033399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/tired-tired-tired.html' title='Tired tired tired.'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqtqrSbd8ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OyY7TpOOAXc/s72-c/28072007022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4996384957119747146</id><published>2007-07-26T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:50:43.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>O levels are coming!&lt;br /&gt;Its just about 3 months away from now. And i think i must start studying hard. Plenty of stuffs that i needed help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAIN PROBLEMS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geography&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies&lt;br /&gt;Quite alot of things in physics&lt;br /&gt;Organic chemistry&lt;br /&gt;Science Pratical&lt;br /&gt;Vectors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these are killing plenty of my brain cells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4996384957119747146?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4996384957119747146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4996384957119747146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4996384957119747146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4996384957119747146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2178860719269611641</id><published>2007-07-23T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T17:05:50.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering</title><content type='html'>I made it to school today! And i feel that its recovering. Its a good sign. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now during Dnt lesson i kept singing sex bomb, sex bomb, Im a sex bomb! Don ask me why cause i really got no idea. Maybe that advertisment about that album leave a deep impression in me. And Benjamin Khoo was like "oh you sexy lil thing". HAHAHA! He may look decent but don get cheated by his looks man. And me and ben tay was laughing all day long about prasad and jos. First we kept disturbing prasad in class.&lt;br /&gt;Prata prata prata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben tay : Eee ivor why ur face liktat one?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh that time i use prata wipe my face. &lt;br /&gt;And ben tay got strangle by prasad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prasad tried to whack ben tay but he poke ben's teeth using his middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prasad turned to me and say: wa lao i poke his teeth using my middle finger somemore.&lt;br /&gt;Me(pointing to ben): oh u better brush ur teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Ben: ya lo, my teeth so oily now.&lt;br /&gt;And ben tay got strangle by prasad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun day in school today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2178860719269611641?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2178860719269611641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2178860719269611641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2178860719269611641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2178860719269611641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/recovering.html' title='Recovering'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5568030945567456500</id><published>2007-07-22T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T09:45:51.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the best RnB song ever</title><content type='html'>Timbaland-The way i are (Feat D.O.E and Keri Hilson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BMMUWvavORI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BMMUWvavORI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5568030945567456500?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5568030945567456500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5568030945567456500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5568030945567456500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5568030945567456500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='One of the best RnB song ever'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-2198953643155464140</id><published>2007-07-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:03:10.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad injury</title><content type='html'>Twisted my knee dam badly when playing soccer this time round. I think its worst than the injury that i had 3 years back while im in rugby. That is the injury which made me stop rugby. I can feel the bone inside my knee twisted and the sound where by my knee is twisted. There are 2 words to describe it. Sick and pain. I lied down at the spot for quite awhile to rest my leg. At that moment i din even move a single muscle of my left leg. After letting it rest i realise that is swells. I feel like a burden to all my friends who were there man. Des, eben and jos helped me in the walking. Wei jie, kokwee and jos was going for breakfast and because of me they were unable to have macdonald's breakfast. Nest and bl did not reach home as fast as possible to get some sleep cause i needa rest along the way. ( Me bl nest and cy din slept last night.) Wee chat offered me to go over to his house to rest as its nearby, aaron offered to give me a ride home as his bro was driving. But i was all soak in rain and sweat so i rejected those offers. Do not really wanna dirty their house or car. Cath came over to my house to look after me in the afternoon. Hope that it will recover soon. Don know whether i can make it to school on monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-2198953643155464140?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2198953643155464140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=2198953643155464140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2198953643155464140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/2198953643155464140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/twisted-my-knee-dam-badly-when-playing.html' title='Bad injury'/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6865366360696237242</id><published>2007-07-20T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:21.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqCrIcRNS_I/AAAAAAAAADU/oEVbOIhgjx0/s1600-h/19-07-07_2110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089255740444330994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqCrIcRNS_I/AAAAAAAAADU/oEVbOIhgjx0/s200/19-07-07_2110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqCq3sRNS-I/AAAAAAAAADM/WAzeK1wW2nI/s1600-h/19-07-07_2109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089255452681522146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqCq3sRNS-I/AAAAAAAAADM/WAzeK1wW2nI/s200/19-07-07_2109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A piercing i did myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6865366360696237242?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6865366360696237242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6865366360696237242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6865366360696237242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6865366360696237242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/piercing-i-did-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RqCrIcRNS_I/AAAAAAAAADU/oEVbOIhgjx0/s72-c/19-07-07_2110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8556355396572019006</id><published>2007-07-16T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:23.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday just past and got some nice pictures and things to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, 10/07 dinner with cheris at Miss something cafe near bugis. The food is nice and very filling. And the desert is super nice. No pictures cause all the pic is with her and she did not send me. She gave me a card and asked me to open it on my birthday. I did not bring any bag along so i asked her to kept it first cause if i put the card in my pocket im sure i'll somehow damage it. After that we took a long walk to somewhere near lavander for ice-cream. And the ice-cream they serve there is really awesome. We took the same bus home and just before she alight, nicholas called me and ask me something, because of that, i forgot to take the card from her. But she sent it to me by mail and i just recieve it today.&lt;/div&gt;Front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087706683179617058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpsqRcRNSyI/AAAAAAAAABs/HTMvP8Rl4Ck/s320/16-07-07_1553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And back.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087706880748112690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rpsqc8RNSzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DiM4LXuZ9kI/s320/16-07-07_1556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11/07 Cath called me at night when im playing soccer and said that she wanna meet me to pass me something so i went to meet her and guess wad she gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087707812756015938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpsrTMRNS0I/AAAAAAAAAB8/7yqM3W6eXZQ/s320/x)6331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;18 dounts from donut factory. All of them taste very nice. She said she waited for 3 hours for these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12/07 Many people wished me in class luckily they did not whack me up or wad. I was planning to bring a knife to school for self-protection. After school went home to rest for awhile and i went to meet cath. We went to cathay for dinner at billybombers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087709625232214866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rpss8sRNS1I/AAAAAAAAACE/tYPgBzeLl0g/s320/x)6344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087709943059794786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpstPMRNS2I/AAAAAAAAACM/-t5lY1lwXiA/s320/x)6345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Birthday cookie. =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087710295247113074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpstjsRNS3I/AAAAAAAAACU/gtZ0OwlE48k/s320/x)6351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like an idiot in this picture man.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087710600189791106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rpst1cRNS4I/AAAAAAAAACc/uash_el2HFQ/s320/x)6352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Birthday present!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087710905132469138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpsuHMRNS5I/AAAAAAAAACk/eFrAJ4iIYBw/s320/x)6355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Haha. I guess this year black and gold is the colour for me. Had a fun time that day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;14/07 Went to marina bay for steamboat, prawn eating showdown between me and binglong.&lt;/p&gt;These belong to me &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087712039003835298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpsvJMRNS6I/AAAAAAAAACs/ukKtUZjBTjg/s320/14-07-07_2017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And these are bls'&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087712189327690674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpsvR8RNS7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/w9rMK15dj9A/s320/14-07-07_2018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saw fireworks that day, it was awesome. Went back to hougang for the cake. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087713224414809026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpswOMRNS8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6Zei5OA3pFs/s320/DSC00378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chong yong is beside me trying to burn me with his stupid lighter. Trying to snatch the chance of cutting the cake once again. Haha. Something sad happen on his birthday. So i shall not talk much about it. I can say that im not skilled in cutting cake. Not all the slice is of the same size. Sorry guys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This blogskin is also one of the present from cath. Its nice right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess thats it. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8556355396572019006?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8556355396572019006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8556355396572019006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8556355396572019006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8556355396572019006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/birthday-just-past-and-got-some-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RpsqRcRNSyI/AAAAAAAAABs/HTMvP8Rl4Ck/s72-c/16-07-07_1553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4135825425197681714</id><published>2007-07-15T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:08:43.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ITS ALIVE ITS ALIVE! Oh yea, my blog is back alive. Blog more about what happen these few days tomorrow. Im tired now. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4135825425197681714?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4135825425197681714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4135825425197681714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4135825425197681714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4135825425197681714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-alive-its-alive-oh-yea-my-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5861832747026550254</id><published>2007-05-19T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T12:17:41.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess im gonna close down my blog real soon..&lt;br /&gt;Laziness has got into me once again.. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5861832747026550254?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5861832747026550254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5861832747026550254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5861832747026550254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5861832747026550254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/guess-im-gonna-close-down-my-blog-real.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6824991965257928902</id><published>2007-05-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:23.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohoho. Finally back in blogging....&lt;br /&gt;Monday had a wonderful dinner at new york new york&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065527023299255122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rkxd_Ufk21I/AAAAAAAAABM/LPSRnra81tU/s320/14-05-07_1906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at that... Seafood platter for 2, shared it with cheris... There is clarmaries, fish n chips, prawns, salmon and a crab right in the middle.. And there are also types of sauces to go with the variety of seafood. The brown sauce taste like peanut butter and i feel that its very weird. Just imagine... peanut butter and seafood? Weird combination... Both of us look like noobs in handling the crab, but who cares man. As long as we enjoyed it.. This is really filling despite that there is not much carbohydrates in it.. But we manage to finish it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065528582372383586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/RkxfaEfk22I/AAAAAAAAABU/ZCihKMaEqbI/s320/~HFDEO30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See..! Clean.....&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a drink call lover's sunrise or something like that cause i thought is was rather cool... And we din realise that there is a cherry in it. But it was too sour for me so i swap it with cheris.. Cheris told me a myth that anyone who can tie a knot on a cherry stalk with only their mouth is a good kisser... So she asked me to try...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065529694768913266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rkxga0fk23I/AAAAAAAAABc/BV9WTlQhj4M/s320/DSC07436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And i did it..! Cool huh? It was kinda tricky but somehow i get it through.. &lt;/p&gt;Fried banana split for desert. It taste kinda weird cause the banana is hot while the ice cream is cold...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065530085610937218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rkxgxkfk24I/AAAAAAAAABk/EXqFqQKhpHs/s320/DSC07437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it was nice... And another cherry... This time she tried it, but failed. She argued that the stalk was shorter. But no matter wad, she still failed... Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm. Its been awhile since i sat outside the dm office... Sat there on wednesday for 30 mins or so. Bored.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And for today, went to play mahjong after tuition and guess wad? I lost 14 bucks... How sucky can i be.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6824991965257928902?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6824991965257928902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6824991965257928902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6824991965257928902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6824991965257928902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-aF_XNsueZM/Rkxd_Ufk21I/AAAAAAAAABM/LPSRnra81tU/s72-c/14-05-07_1906.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7835851056728663242</id><published>2007-05-10T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:54:28.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my god... Katharine McPhee has such a beautiful voice... A beautiful singer with a beautiful voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katharine McPhee-over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome song indeed, meaningful lyrics, beautiful voice, nice tempo and pretty singer.&lt;br /&gt;Seems like she made her point to all the people who break other's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7835851056728663242?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7835851056728663242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7835851056728663242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7835851056728663242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7835851056728663242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5796571313323752048</id><published>2007-05-07T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T08:48:25.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Listening to the song white flag since secondary 1 or 2 almost everyday.. But stopped cause the song is kinda old.. Recently i heard it again from cy's phone.. And finally i understand the song and wad its lyrics is talking about..&lt;br /&gt;Perfect song to explain my feeling now man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5796571313323752048?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5796571313323752048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5796571313323752048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5796571313323752048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5796571313323752048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/listening-to-song-white-flag-since.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6026071431178673650</id><published>2007-05-04T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:56:55.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hate my fucking life now man..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is fucking right...&lt;br /&gt;Flunking all my fucking exams that i took...&lt;br /&gt;Wads fucking next man....&lt;br /&gt;Mum stop buying any fucking food for me without even fucking tell me...&lt;br /&gt;And now im hungry like fuck with no food to eat...&lt;br /&gt;Not even some fucking instant noodles...&lt;br /&gt;And i don even have any fucking money to get my own food....&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone thinks that all this is fake and im just wanting some sympathy...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. Fuck u and grow up....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6026071431178673650?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6026071431178673650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6026071431178673650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6026071431178673650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6026071431178673650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/05/hate-my-fucking-life-now-man.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5717419799665989560</id><published>2007-04-30T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:14:49.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i remember the time when she had a bad haircut.. the moment she steps out of hougang mall, her tears drop and i gave her a hug. she lied her head on my shoulder crying and saying that the haircut make her very very ugly and she is afraid that i will leave her because of that... foolish gal... why would i wan to do that... have faith in me.. =D But now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad u are still reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I really wish you well..&lt;br /&gt;All the best..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that i make u sad each time..&lt;br /&gt;I swear i will control myself to cut it down.&lt;br /&gt;Please don feel angry or sad or anything unpleasent after reading this..&lt;br /&gt;I really mean no harm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5717419799665989560?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5717419799665989560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5717419799665989560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5717419799665989560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5717419799665989560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-remember-time-when-she-had-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3137117423238517004</id><published>2007-04-30T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T18:24:56.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today sux big time.. Woke up and thought of something which make me emo.. Used the com and saw something which makes me more emo.. She is happy with one of her old classmate now.. Wad should i do... English paper, i wrote abt her.. And i cry out during the exam.. Luckily no one saw it.. Letter writing, flunk for sure.. I don even know wad i am writing about.. Ss, i don even know wad the question is talking about... So thats it man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally im using a pillow cover. Have not been using it for a long long time.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is miserable....&lt;br /&gt;Life sux...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3137117423238517004?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3137117423238517004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3137117423238517004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3137117423238517004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3137117423238517004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-sux-big-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3801490005504389181</id><published>2007-04-26T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T14:16:44.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to Bishan Junction 8 today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories... Haha i was real shy then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3801490005504389181?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3801490005504389181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3801490005504389181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3801490005504389181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3801490005504389181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/went-to-bishan-junction-8-today.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7405522409666860002</id><published>2007-04-22T08:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T08:19:19.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night was like hell... I drank and drank until i din even know im drunk... I lied flat on the ground somewhere near py house without my shirt on... My head cant even think properly... And it hurts alot... Ernest and bl forced me to vomit and i hate that feeling... I even cried in front of all of them... I really don know wad am i becoming to........... Smoking and drinking.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life sucks once again... But this time, its worst.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7405522409666860002?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7405522409666860002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7405522409666860002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7405522409666860002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7405522409666860002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-night-was-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7438419287765622535</id><published>2007-04-21T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T19:22:17.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I din know my body is so weak.. Had sore throat on wednesday, slight fever, cough and flu on thursday, cough on friday and now headache and cough on saturday. Wads next man... This is the first time im having such a bad cough... And its scaring me. My father strongly discourage me and my bro to drink alot or smoke. I did not tell many people why... And this coughing is scaring me alot.... Not a good feeling man, coughing out wad you ate.. Sucks....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7438419287765622535?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7438419287765622535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7438419287765622535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7438419287765622535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7438419287765622535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-din-know-my-body-is-so-weak.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5960560219672128142</id><published>2007-04-20T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:01:20.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cough is still with me and to make things worst, im having ache from NAFA test yesterday. And each time i cough, i can feel the pain in my stomach man. Spoilt another ear piece.. I don know wads wrong wif me man... I got to say, ernest and cy know me best man.... No doubt... Thanks man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i have a pet dog or something. So that i can spend my time with it. Share my happiness and sorrows with it. Hug it whenever i am sad. That would be nice... Way nice...... =D&lt;br /&gt;But im sure that my mum wont allow it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5960560219672128142?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5960560219672128142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5960560219672128142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5960560219672128142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5960560219672128142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-cough-is-still-with-me-and-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4271321695562603902</id><published>2007-04-19T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:14:54.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im coughing my food out. Bad health... Fuck it.. Saw a kitten in a drain just now, tried to lure it out. But my cough scared it away. Cigrattes are getting more and more expensive.. But i realise, if u have alot of frens who smoke, getting cigrattes is easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. Its my mum brithday today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4271321695562603902?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4271321695562603902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4271321695562603902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4271321695562603902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4271321695562603902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-coughing-my-food-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-3149341186490917981</id><published>2007-04-19T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T17:15:01.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life sucks without some care and concern and without you man.. Coughing through the night, sneezing in the morning.. Everyday i'll wake up at 6 plus for sure, no matter how tired i am.. I just donno why.. And after i wake up for a moment, the feeling of uncomfort come again to my stomach. I really donno what is happening to me.. But i do know one thing though, this is killing me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-3149341186490917981?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3149341186490917981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=3149341186490917981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3149341186490917981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/3149341186490917981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-sucks-without-some-care-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-4976860568908919255</id><published>2007-04-18T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T19:08:22.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm. Studied in school after lessons till about 6. This is the first time man. Saw something in the weekly friday which can express my feelings now. Guess thats all i wanna say here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-4976860568908919255?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4976860568908919255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=4976860568908919255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4976860568908919255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/4976860568908919255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmm_18.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6665430362149738898</id><published>2007-04-18T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T07:18:48.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something is wrong with my stomach.. Whenever i eat anything, i will feel a strange feeling inside. Hen bu shu fu.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6665430362149738898?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6665430362149738898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6665430362149738898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6665430362149738898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6665430362149738898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/something-is-wrong-with-my-stomach.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5937908953396018121</id><published>2007-04-17T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T17:03:53.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got back from school, played basketball for awhile. And im bored now. People are asking me to watch anime to spend my time. But i really got no mood for that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5937908953396018121?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5937908953396018121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5937908953396018121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5937908953396018121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5937908953396018121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/got-back-from-school-played-basketball.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6074479980175980182</id><published>2007-04-17T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T07:20:23.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im so lost in love... I know that things have to move on... But its not as easy as it seems.. I've tried plenty of times.. But i just cant do it. I'll try one last time. If this wont work, i really don know how to move on anymore. If there is any suggestion on how to get out of this please let me know.. So much work undone, Eng journal, math paper and Dnt.. Hmm, guess tis week will be drinking week once again.. Im sure that i'll be the one who drink the most... Living ma life with sorrows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This taught me something, never love someone till a 100% . And nothing last forever... I think after all this ended, i will have a phobia to getting into relationship... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6074479980175980182?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6074479980175980182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6074479980175980182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6074479980175980182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6074479980175980182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-so-lost-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-6013503505890782895</id><published>2007-04-15T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:19:50.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from soccer at NP with my bro and im all tired out. Long journey home too. Kinda cool playing there, the toilet is just beside the street soccer court. I almost got lost when im looking for a vending machine to get some drinks. A big place indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-6013503505890782895?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6013503505890782895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=6013503505890782895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6013503505890782895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/6013503505890782895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-got-back-from-soccer-at-np-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-8236156416595484937</id><published>2007-04-15T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T08:29:02.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After thinking for awhile, i feel that maybe wad he said was right... But all ma frens have life of their own and things they are suppose to do. Not much of ma frens can listen to me rant. Not much listening ears in ma life man.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-8236156416595484937?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8236156416595484937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=8236156416595484937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8236156416595484937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/8236156416595484937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/after-thinking-for-awhile-i-feel-that.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-1780683813253016881</id><published>2007-04-14T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:13:11.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may seems like a good boy but looks can be deceiving. I admit, im not such a good guy after all. I bullied people in school before, do illegal stuff, sneak out of the house late in the middle of the night. And about smoking, i had a puff or two before. Let my mum down again and again and i have beta record.. Not such a great guy after all huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living my life with guilt now. Lesser and lesser, its just getting lesser. Lesser people to spend my time with. Cy got his training, bl got jamie, nest need his afternoon nap, ben needa go home to help out his mum, cath got her stuff to do, nothing much to do online either. How am i going to spend my time..... Dota dota and dota? Feeling like a emo right now who can cry anytime man. Its just like a sudden downfall, my life is going down down down. Nothing seems to be right. Switching on the com also reminds me of sad stuffs now..... Being kind is not such a great idea after all. Hmm. Maybe i should go back to wad i used to be. Does it have to end up for me to go to tutor's house everyday straight after school till 9 in the night? Or should i pick up a habit which consume time and provide me a place to go? Until now smoking is the only thing that come to my mind now. Scold me coward or wadever anyone of you wan. My life now really sux big time. Try putting urself in my shoes before giving any comments. Parents divorced, father re-married, dropped from express to NA, gf left me, a good fren have problems wif her bf because of me, all ma frens are busy with stuffs. Theres just one last thing which can make it worst. That is for me to have an accident and break my leg which prevent me to play soccer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-1780683813253016881?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1780683813253016881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=1780683813253016881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1780683813253016881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/1780683813253016881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/confession.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-5818076665632944170</id><published>2007-04-14T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T17:39:26.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i will be shutting down my blog soon. Sorry abt everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-5818076665632944170?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5818076665632944170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=5818076665632944170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5818076665632944170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/5818076665632944170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-will-be-shutting-down-my-blog-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-7723803978409240655</id><published>2007-04-13T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:35:25.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im glad we managed to talk things out. At least my trip there is kinda paid off. I will try not to fall any deeper and climb my way up. Im not very sure whether i can do it. I really don know. But just hope that you are happy. Maybe during my climb, i'll need some push and support, and i just hope you will be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who is going to poly, all the best in your poly years. I will work hard and join all of you next year. Take care ma frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-7723803978409240655?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7723803978409240655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=7723803978409240655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7723803978409240655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/7723803978409240655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-glad-we-managed-to-talk-things-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31536310.post-9000210482763625726</id><published>2007-04-13T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:25:23.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Utterly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;I told many people that you said you still got feeling for me. Everyone was like disagreeing, but i believe you. But today, i finally realise that you will only have feelings for me when u are bored and alone at home. Thats when you will talk to me nicely. But when you are out with your frens, its like the same. You don need me suddenly. Stop giving me false hope. I really really hate it alot. If you want it take it, if not leave it. Dont want it just when you are bored and chuck it aside when you are not bored. There are some things you will have to pay a price for having it. For the problems that you post on ur blog, i've a solution for you. Get more frens to go out with you everyday and you can cleanly forget about me. You can say im harsh with my words, but im really sick of getting hurt again and again. And im utterly utterly disappointed. My only regrets now is that i fall so so deep for you. Now i have to climb all the way back up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31536310-9000210482763625726?l=mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9000210482763625726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31536310&amp;postID=9000210482763625726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/9000210482763625726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31536310/posts/default/9000210482763625726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mamacitaaaa.blogspot.com/2007/04/utterly-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>ivor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11752861284700987968</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
