tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38575341039172860472011-07-08T08:08:02.747+10:00pinkcrabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16426595325499936422noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3857534103917286047.post-90048158601304165812009-11-18T13:00:00.003+11:002009-11-18T13:03:01.324+11:00<span style="font-size:85%;">I really hate everything and anything bout me.<br />I really hope one day and i can't wait for that day when i could courage up myself to drink the whole bottle of bleech.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3857534103917286047-9004815860130416581?l=mizzladypinkcrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinkcrabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16426595325499936422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3857534103917286047.post-34832100547022634812009-11-16T23:54:00.001+11:002009-11-16T23:57:06.376+11:00<span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-family: webdings;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Well Hopefully The Hate Subsides and The Love Can Begin<br />Well Maybe I'm Just Dreaming out Loud<br /></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3857534103917286047-3483210054702263481?l=mizzladypinkcrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinkcrabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16426595325499936422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3857534103917286047.post-73457778150653356942009-11-16T18:46:00.002+11:002009-11-16T19:33:15.733+11:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Yesterday I naughti-ed. ( guilty ) I had so much fun. Lots of alcohol. Lots of laughter. Lots of food. Lots of game. Nice people around. Omg.. I WAS SO HAPPY. Its like Christmas. Even better. The best part of it was, we started drinking at 4 pm till midnight. Why do all good thing has to come to an end? </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I ended up being grounded by my parents again DUH! </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I hate this part right here. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I wish god could guide me to a better future please (as soon as possible) =X</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Well.. apart from that, i realised Omg,... I miss you Mr G. Wonder how is he? Carrying 300 pounds, there he went to London. No msges from him on lunch time, no random calls from him, i feel so quiet. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Vanessa amorosi - This is who i am</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">currently listening</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i still miss melbourne >< ""</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3857534103917286047-7345777815065335694?l=mizzladypinkcrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinkcrabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16426595325499936422noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3857534103917286047.post-47066182306721678302009-11-11T17:49:00.003+11:002009-11-11T19:27:32.096+11:00<span style="font-size:85%;">Getting overly excited after a phone call, i cut my own finger while cutting the "nian ou" for tonight soup. =(<br />Misfortune, bad luck or what ever you call it. Seeing the blood flowing like a little tap scare the hell out of me. Called Yii min and Serene kee for help immediately without even thinking. ( Think back, apalar what a baby me ) Sorry, i'm fine and well now. No worries. =D ( Just now really got a shock ma, non stop bleeding for so long. )<br /><br />Other than that, I'm fine and well everyone. Being home is fantastic, being near to my parents are tortures, being near to my old friends are just so warm and lovely. Well, i still miss Melbourne but what to do.<br /><br />Recently i've been listening to this song : One republic ft Sara Bareilles - Come home<br /><br /><br /></span><h1><br /></h1><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3857534103917286047-4706618230672167830?l=mizzladypinkcrab.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>pinkcrabhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16426595325499936422noreply@blogger.com0