<?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-35892650</id><updated>2011-10-16T04:55:55.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i ur beautiful lie or are u my fatal crime?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>209</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8368273591566186281</id><published>2009-08-31T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:29:42.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moved to &lt;a href="http://ilikemycoffeeblack.tumblr.com"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; hotties and babes ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8368273591566186281?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8368273591566186281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8368273591566186281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8368273591566186281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8368273591566186281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/08/moved-to-tumblr-hotties-and-babes.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1259842353698071991</id><published>2009-08-18T22:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:25:42.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay, i really dont know what to update or say here, so im gonna do a quick outfit post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq3vRLLzSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/yuENbve-cA0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090817_43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq3vRLLzSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/yuENbve-cA0/s320/Snapshot_20090817_43.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371307528284785954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq33PFhINI/AAAAAAAAAng/Oo_fHH4Veec/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090817_42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq33PFhINI/AAAAAAAAAng/Oo_fHH4Veec/s320/Snapshot_20090817_42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371307665163100370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq4X0dwhsI/AAAAAAAAAno/L3YgXTIct0s/s1600-h/DSC01638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq4X0dwhsI/AAAAAAAAAno/L3YgXTIct0s/s320/DSC01638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371308224952698562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq4gi_txtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Mnt08eoMIAA/s1600-h/DSC01633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq4gi_txtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Mnt08eoMIAA/s320/DSC01633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371308374882109138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Top- Borrowed from dad,  High waisted skirt- custom made, Watch-vintage solvill et titus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, i had no idea what to wear to school, so i raided daddy's closet and he freaked out. No worries, he actually liked my outfit and even decided to give me his shirt :):) Double happiness! Amongst all the treasure troves, i also managed to find a hell lot of vintage watches collected by my parents. Imagine the excitement i felt when i saw vintage Gucci quartz watches amongst a treasure of gleaming watches!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq5kSboqQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Rk10il-NBHg/s1600-h/DSC01626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq5kSboqQI/AAAAAAAAAoA/Rk10il-NBHg/s320/DSC01626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371309538666916098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq5r2X1cKI/AAAAAAAAAoI/quIRYHJ2geM/s1600-h/DSC01624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq5r2X1cKI/AAAAAAAAAoI/quIRYHJ2geM/s320/DSC01624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371309668573737122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i like i like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-1259842353698071991?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1259842353698071991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1259842353698071991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1259842353698071991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1259842353698071991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/08/kay-i-really-dont-know-what-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Soq3vRLLzSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/yuENbve-cA0/s72-c/Snapshot_20090817_43.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3677344015132422227</id><published>2009-08-14T21:54:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:20:14.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of class for W14c. Am i sad? Heck yes. These are the guys i've spent my entire blissful sem 1 in, how can i not miss them and love them to death?!! I am super freaking sad cause they were the best of friends i have ever met, ever since i had started school.  Awwwwww ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the separation of us = me starting over.....AGAIN. Its not that i hate it, its just super tiring starting over, like as if its the first day of your kindergarten, where no one knows anyone till someone makes a move. Dang it. Me, being a consistent paranoid, have always been paranoid of getting in the class with like a bunch of possibly weird people. OMG....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training on the other hand has been funnnnn. Had a "prison break" run for 5 km yesterday, and i just found out why it was called that. It cause we literally had to run around a prison that was bloody FAR like madly far, that i almost tore my legs or smth. No doubt that it was super tiring, we all made it under 2o mins, so it was a superb accomplishment considering the fact i was shouting and panting like some possessed loser half of the time. Played soccer after that and i learnt something new. FLOORBALLERS SUCK AT SOCCER. You know why, everytime we kick the ball we end up catching it with our bare hands. Yes, bimbo much,but it was sooo cute seeing everyone using their hands. At one point i even accidentally said" eh, where's my floorball stick" and they were like wtf, this is soccccccceerrrr !! -.- Looks like pt has done its good deed towards my body too! Arms have been much toned and so are ze abs :) :) :)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVwVLWkCQI/AAAAAAAAAmg/4OsTWOn9KMQ/s1600-h/Image686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVwVLWkCQI/AAAAAAAAAmg/4OsTWOn9KMQ/s320/Image686.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369821639836174594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVwo4q0XYI/AAAAAAAAAmo/U4dI7n-VRrc/s1600-h/Image698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVwo4q0XYI/AAAAAAAAAmo/U4dI7n-VRrc/s320/Image698.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369821978418240898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVw6j3WheI/AAAAAAAAAmw/F9iOaztizRw/s1600-h/Image702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVw6j3WheI/AAAAAAAAAmw/F9iOaztizRw/s320/Image702.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369822282071311842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVxLXzp3xI/AAAAAAAAAm4/EebfTDxmxEo/s1600-h/Image692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVxLXzp3xI/AAAAAAAAAm4/EebfTDxmxEo/s320/Image692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369822570892353298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVxg6DY-xI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IoLyqT6Z0-M/s1600-h/Image583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVxg6DY-xI/AAAAAAAAAnA/IoLyqT6Z0-M/s320/Image583.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369822940862413586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVxunyI5YI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XcMjH60Dwaw/s1600-h/Image422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVxunyI5YI/AAAAAAAAAnI/XcMjH60Dwaw/s320/Image422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369823176476386690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVyHPHc93I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/c6X4-2dAWAQ/s1600-h/Image586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVyHPHc93I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/c6X4-2dAWAQ/s320/Image586.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369823599351625586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoutout to w14c, you guys would always be the best SEM 1 class anyone could ever get :):):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3677344015132422227?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3677344015132422227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3677344015132422227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3677344015132422227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3677344015132422227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/08/last-day-of-class-for-w14c.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SoVwVLWkCQI/AAAAAAAAAmg/4OsTWOn9KMQ/s72-c/Image686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1439291001196315584</id><published>2009-08-02T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:03:04.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know why, i keep misplacing my stuffs all the time, and it pisses me off everytime. Tomorrow, i bet there are many people who is gonna be afraid of me. No, its not cause i look scary or bully people, its cause i'll be bringing my floorball stick from home and that equates to me probably accidentally beating someone's head with that, knowing how clumsy i am. Watch out, stickzilla coming through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnV_KK0LnhI/AAAAAAAAAmY/KTgg0fBKARw/s1600-h/Image569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnV_KK0LnhI/AAAAAAAAAmY/KTgg0fBKARw/s320/Image569.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365334343760453138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Quick question, would you lend a help to fate, or let her work her magic by herself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-1439291001196315584?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1439291001196315584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1439291001196315584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1439291001196315584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1439291001196315584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-know-why-i-keep-misplacing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnV_KK0LnhI/AAAAAAAAAmY/KTgg0fBKARw/s72-c/Image569.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6368392743624571892</id><published>2009-08-01T12:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T12:35:43.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, this week has been pretty much tough for me with a match against SMU and also the vigorous trainings throughout the week. And thanks to that, i now have  an injured leg. Aaah, whats new, i deserved it anyway. Met up with darla yesterday and spent the whole night laughing and being all philosophical cause the the thing is, whenever syazzy meets up with me, she KNOWS, there's always something up/new happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPCrFTlVkI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/RfDdC-BM3V4/s1600-h/Image634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPCrFTlVkI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/RfDdC-BM3V4/s320/Image634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364845626542872130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPC5GX7BlI/AAAAAAAAAlY/BKtOC97aUos/s1600-h/Image643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPC5GX7BlI/AAAAAAAAAlY/BKtOC97aUos/s320/Image643.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364845867347674706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPDEqrpLOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2dJtC1oSRM8/s1600-h/Image632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPDEqrpLOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/2dJtC1oSRM8/s320/Image632.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364846066072628450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPDUEwEleI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VftufhZKTZw/s1600-h/Image664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPDUEwEleI/AAAAAAAAAlo/VftufhZKTZw/s320/Image664.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364846330768561634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo anyways, have always wanted to do an outfit post, since the fact taht i havent posted one in a really lonnnng time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPD9OB_kQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dxHyU1VUBDk/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPD9OB_kQI/AAAAAAAAAlw/dxHyU1VUBDk/s320/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364847037634285826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPETIvvhxI/AAAAAAAAAl4/7NX9cPcu4dc/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPETIvvhxI/AAAAAAAAAl4/7NX9cPcu4dc/s320/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364847414172682002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i spent an entire day doing these jeans. Yest these jeans are d.i.y and im pretty surprised myself that i actuallly didnt screw this one up, but however, mom got retty pissed knowing the fact that i used an entire bottle of belach for this:/ But the results were great, and she agreed on it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPFhcTAP9I/AAAAAAAAAmA/flBlGOqwlAQ/s1600-h/DSC01612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPFhcTAP9I/AAAAAAAAAmA/flBlGOqwlAQ/s320/DSC01612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364848759450648530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nd to end off the post, some crazy webcam moments in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPF0v1zkfI/AAAAAAAAAmI/qiI-OCefkJY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090730_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPF0v1zkfI/AAAAAAAAAmI/qiI-OCefkJY/s320/Snapshot_20090730_13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364849091114406386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-6368392743624571892?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6368392743624571892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6368392743624571892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6368392743624571892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6368392743624571892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-guys-this-week-has-been-pretty-much.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SnPCrFTlVkI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/RfDdC-BM3V4/s72-c/Image634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5697865036406461270</id><published>2009-07-26T20:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:45:44.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of proper updates darlings. Been occupied with endless trainings and of course, the Ignite concert,held in my school. I'll give two thumbs up for the whole concert experience. Altho, i still prefer the 1st day better because the music was fast paced and i almost felt as if i was in  a avenged sevenfold concert. WOOOOHOOO!! Second day was so-so , the crowd was filled with teeny mats and minah otw/wannabes so i was a bit pissed. Managed to sing along to GSE songs,and highlight would prolly be getting to see Trella or more like weiwen seah in person. Freaking yummylicious to the max i tell you. Managed to bump into him after the concert too. Double wow. Hotties was still around, but there was soo little of them, its like finding a Marc Jacobs bag, in a box of brandless bags. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxM9INGfxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OTCmG1XBasc/s1600-h/DSC07587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxM9INGfxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OTCmG1XBasc/s320/DSC07587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362745869349584658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxM0Afa8VI/AAAAAAAAAkI/mTGj0jh7VGM/s1600-h/DSC07589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxM0Afa8VI/AAAAAAAAAkI/mTGj0jh7VGM/s320/DSC07589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362745712660115794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxNf1vz_2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/q-gZldSu9Bw/s1600-h/DSC07621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxNf1vz_2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/q-gZldSu9Bw/s320/DSC07621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362746465690320738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxO1oJziAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/xojDU6ZuM6I/s1600-h/DSC07583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxO1oJziAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/xojDU6ZuM6I/s320/DSC07583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362747939509995522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxPAwRuILI/AAAAAAAAAlA/lV6fTpcnvkc/s1600-h/DSC07586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxPAwRuILI/AAAAAAAAAlA/lV6fTpcnvkc/s320/DSC07586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362748130669240498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxPI8-y-hI/AAAAAAAAAlI/3vxI4n6KovI/s1600-h/DSC07582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxPI8-y-hI/AAAAAAAAAlI/3vxI4n6KovI/s320/DSC07582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362748271518480914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these pictures are taken off from Nurul darling's 20th birthday. And if you're wondering why we're all dressep up formally, its cause we had interviews for our Enterprise modules, so thats why we had to dress formally. All in all i love my classmates to death and i dont wanna change class, but sadly we all would part way in less than 3 weeks ):&lt;br /&gt;So have fun guys in school, and stay safe always:)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;amirah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5697865036406461270?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5697865036406461270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5697865036406461270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5697865036406461270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5697865036406461270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-for-lack-of-proper-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmxM9INGfxI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/OTCmG1XBasc/s72-c/DSC07587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7697828015247109873</id><published>2009-07-23T10:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T10:56:39.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmfRPiQZt0I/AAAAAAAAAj4/Vy4Oao84maw/s1600-h/Image585.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmfRGo9wp5I/AAAAAAAAAjw/SjudCYOev1I/s1600-h/Image581.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, i've confused myself all this while with being lonely and loneliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmfRWVTFyBI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ylbkDiDItr0/s1600-h/Image603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361484063012407314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmfRWVTFyBI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ylbkDiDItr0/s320/Image603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35892650-7697828015247109873?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7697828015247109873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7697828015247109873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7697828015247109873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7697828015247109873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/07/maybe-ive-confused-myself-all-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmfRWVTFyBI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ylbkDiDItr0/s72-c/Image603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2128157930049961488</id><published>2009-07-19T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T12:14:33.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All i want now, are all of these babies. I love summer because it means that its... WISHLIST time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmKddi5QI3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/nvwhGUOuR4s/s1600-h/a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmKddi5QI3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/nvwhGUOuR4s/s320/a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360019637433017202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on your wishlist darlins? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2128157930049961488?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2128157930049961488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2128157930049961488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2128157930049961488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2128157930049961488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-i-want-now-are-all-of-these-babies.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SmKddi5QI3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/nvwhGUOuR4s/s72-c/a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3769589630008009367</id><published>2009-07-15T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:05:40.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" lang="EN-GB"&gt;School is still the same..   there's still that one guy that you get up and go to school for in the morning.   The one with the mysterious confidence that every girl falls for. Those years of   school wouldn't have been the same without him. I wouldn't have been the same   without him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" lang="EN-GB"&gt; Never Been kissed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3769589630008009367?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3769589630008009367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3769589630008009367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3769589630008009367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3769589630008009367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-is-still-same.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8220514044167252140</id><published>2009-07-10T12:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T12:59:38.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my head is throbbing,and i feel like its gonna split open anytime. Actually, i think it is caused my super tight headband. Yeowwwwwwch. I hate being alone,literally. When you're alone, it gets lonely. Haha, duh. I hate this feeling. I hate hate hate this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbKB-1LwgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AEve4xgbemA/s1600-h/Image523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbKB-1LwgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AEve4xgbemA/s320/Image523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356690942198530562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbJhq8nLyI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-XXAK3LHibU/s1600-h/Image558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbJhq8nLyI/AAAAAAAAAjI/-XXAK3LHibU/s320/Image558.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356690387105165090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbJx3m1BBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/g-BAyCJA5Kg/s1600-h/Image553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbJx3m1BBI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/g-BAyCJA5Kg/s320/Image553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356690665381364754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbKO260sAI/AAAAAAAAAjg/K_Eanz5EWg4/s1600-h/Image545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbKO260sAI/AAAAAAAAAjg/K_Eanz5EWg4/s320/Image545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356691163413000194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also learnt that being in school is like being in your personal battlefield. Always know who your friends are, before heading off to that war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8220514044167252140?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8220514044167252140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8220514044167252140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8220514044167252140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8220514044167252140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-head-is-throbbingand-i-feel-like-its.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SlbKB-1LwgI/AAAAAAAAAjY/AEve4xgbemA/s72-c/Image523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3689065671616390305</id><published>2009-07-06T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:57:11.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weather's been cold today and so are my feelings. Haha,emo mode huh. More like monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i have no idea wth this hottie is singing about but meet my new obsession du jour .yUMMY-LICIOUS. He looks damn hot with and w/o clothes. Aissssh. But in this case, minimal is definitely more. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6yRtMP78IsU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6yRtMP78IsU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/35892650-3689065671616390305?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3689065671616390305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3689065671616390305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3689065671616390305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3689065671616390305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/07/weathers-been-cold-today-and-so-are-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7072675414191696948</id><published>2009-07-03T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:15:29.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLEASE PLEASE GO WATCH THIS,ESPECIALLY AT PART 02.11!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HxhyoOX_um8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/HxhyoOX_um8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/35892650-7072675414191696948?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7072675414191696948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7072675414191696948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7072675414191696948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7072675414191696948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/07/please-please-go-watch-thisespecially.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-4832523390917249193</id><published>2009-06-28T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:02:31.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It digusts me to see how one can blog these days. Talking shit about people , its utterly disgusting. PURE DISGUSTING. Im not really directing this to anybody, nor did i say that i was being talked about. Its just that i didnt know girls would stoop that low now. Urrrgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-4832523390917249193?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/4832523390917249193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=4832523390917249193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/4832523390917249193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/4832523390917249193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-digusts-me-to-see-how-one-can-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8613467894727283172</id><published>2009-06-25T21:09:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:28:38.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So school's out for a week and its kinda good and bad. Good because i get to catch up on my much needed sleep,miss floorball trainings and relax my muscles before training resumes. Bad because lessons are conducted online and that i have no freaking clue how the hell do i do that. And also the fact that i still have to do my own pt at tampines stadium/gym. Aiyayai, trainings have been mad tiring i swear. 4 times a week is like hell and carrying 3 bags to school always looks stupid and i feel mad stupid. But i considering the fact that i have no choice, i guess i'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's training was wth-ish, got smacked by a ball right in my face and was lost playing in the game. Ugggh, the horror and embarassment! Showered later and felt squeaky clean :) Anyway,i manged to sneak in soem retail therapy Last weekend, managed to get a new armour-ish ring. Loving it and havent stopped wearing it to sch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN4v92XxzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ggKi_qK36rg/s1600-h/DSC01501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN4v92XxzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ggKi_qK36rg/s320/DSC01501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253547698079538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN5BJcdLYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Sby5-VDgZ_M/s1600-h/DSC01517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN5BJcdLYI/AAAAAAAAAiI/Sby5-VDgZ_M/s320/DSC01517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351253842868383106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN5PZmmkDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/0rsCZwXi0b8/s1600-h/DSC01519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN5PZmmkDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/0rsCZwXi0b8/s320/DSC01519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254087724077106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN5gXpK9dI/AAAAAAAAAiY/I7kLTyoAZqs/s1600-h/DSC01520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN5gXpK9dI/AAAAAAAAAiY/I7kLTyoAZqs/s320/DSC01520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351254379255756242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ loveeeee my tights. They're soo crazy looking and i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN6Qsc8acI/AAAAAAAAAig/mDYtfT6ZaQk/s1600-h/DSC01512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN6Qsc8acI/AAAAAAAAAig/mDYtfT6ZaQk/s320/DSC01512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351255209475336642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ one of the many days of tired and shagged faces made after training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN6hMn5TkI/AAAAAAAAAio/JCCfUMspdEs/s1600-h/DSC01507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN6hMn5TkI/AAAAAAAAAio/JCCfUMspdEs/s320/DSC01507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351255492989111874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN69ZPjpOI/AAAAAAAAAiw/DOddG2C9HbM/s1600-h/Image472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN69ZPjpOI/AAAAAAAAAiw/DOddG2C9HbM/s320/Image472.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351255977413027042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats pretty much it soo far. Will update more through twitter so do follow me yeah? Stay safe darlings ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8613467894727283172?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8613467894727283172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8613467894727283172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8613467894727283172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8613467894727283172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-schools-out-for-week-and-its-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SkN4v92XxzI/AAAAAAAAAiA/ggKi_qK36rg/s72-c/DSC01501.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1622146563067252607</id><published>2009-06-22T14:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:20:17.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When stuck in a boring lesson, or worse, hearing news that the class level above us has been quarantined, fashion never fails to brighten up this boring face(: Considering the fact that mom hasn't found out yet i've worn out and kinda detsroyed my Marc Jacobs top ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking that i need to save up alot,and i mean ALOT for major upcoming events. Okay,maybe they seem pretty much not important to yguys,but to me , its top priority. First up, Lady Gaga concert. Not attending is like saying No to dating orlando bloom. So you get it now. Haha. That is if im not swarmed with school+floorball trainings. Next stop, Club 21 sale. Since i have yet to get over declining the Pierre Hardy peep toes and the Giambattista Valli platforms, leaving there empty handed is a No-no. I hope ;) Some things to look out for in the sale(or my wants list)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8uui7d5MI/AAAAAAAAAhg/6z9A09jcFxQ/s1600-h/37760_bk_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8uui7d5MI/AAAAAAAAAhg/6z9A09jcFxQ/s320/37760_bk_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350046259524527298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marni wedges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8u7znNegI/AAAAAAAAAho/l-pt0YWlNr4/s1600-h/39270_in_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8u7znNegI/AAAAAAAAAho/l-pt0YWlNr4/s320/39270_in_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350046487341267458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jil Sander&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8tJNHQQFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/msDeZhUSGnc/s1600-h/38831_in_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8tJNHQQFI/AAAAAAAAAhY/msDeZhUSGnc/s320/38831_in_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350044518501597266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy choo booties are always loved(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balmain have also been churning out designs that meets my uttermost desires,which is a shame,because its not affordable ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8vcNBh9fI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_4pVwQs0ycw/s1600-h/HH.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 510px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8vcNBh9fI/AAAAAAAAAhw/_4pVwQs0ycw/s320/HH.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350047043918362098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8vpuUvHHI/AAAAAAAAAh4/UFxUJ7IgdJI/s1600-h/rag+and+bone+copie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8vpuUvHHI/AAAAAAAAAh4/UFxUJ7IgdJI/s320/rag+and+bone+copie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350047276195585138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the incredible Rag and Bone collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, i look up to these collections as inspirations, and i'm all up for designer-inspired clothes. Im thinking vintage thrift stores and online shopping. And something tells me that most of my outfits would be accompanied by my sky high platforms,which i cant walk in,and thus resulting in mom laughing out loud at me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-1622146563067252607?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1622146563067252607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1622146563067252607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1622146563067252607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1622146563067252607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-stuck-in-boring-lesson-or-worse.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sj8uui7d5MI/AAAAAAAAAhg/6z9A09jcFxQ/s72-c/37760_bk_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8347562252166712888</id><published>2009-06-18T13:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T13:52:15.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aiyayai people. Programming lesson is like *(&amp;amp;&amp;amp;*^&amp;amp;%%%#%. Seriously. And it doesnt help knowing the fact that my muscles hurts like i just got freaking whipped by Silas yesterday.  Training wasn't as bad yesterday just wished it could be better today. I need street soccer shoes and my stick (: Some people were seriously annoying, and i felt like hitting their head with my floorball stick,like seriously. Okay, pt today, 15 rounds+planks+sit ups, here i come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: im thinking of deleting my blogs and just updating through my twitter account. Thoughts ? (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnVNABa1_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/ywUTU2gDOr0/s1600-h/Image419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnVNABa1_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/ywUTU2gDOr0/s320/Image419.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348540451800143858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnV6FCyONI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3B14zMwd400/s1600-h/Image408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnV6FCyONI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3B14zMwd400/s320/Image408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348541226242160850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnVjduWeXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/cbrdiJJHgRY/s1600-h/Image412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnVjduWeXI/AAAAAAAAAhA/cbrdiJJHgRY/s320/Image412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348540837730351474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnVp573FwI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dDcuKR_zf_8/s1600-h/Image420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnVp573FwI/AAAAAAAAAhI/dDcuKR_zf_8/s320/Image420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348540948382422786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8347562252166712888?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8347562252166712888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8347562252166712888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8347562252166712888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8347562252166712888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/06/aiyayai-people.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjnVNABa1_I/AAAAAAAAAgw/ywUTU2gDOr0/s72-c/Image419.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8966335548765181523</id><published>2009-06-15T13:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:57:56.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaaaaaaah,am currently having maths lesson now, Calculus, to be exact. Have no idea wtf he's explaining. Fo sizzle dizzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8966335548765181523?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8966335548765181523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8966335548765181523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8966335548765181523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8966335548765181523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/06/gaaaaaaaham-currently-having-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8248409771426632722</id><published>2009-06-14T13:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T13:39:10.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm just too darn lazy to update. The main reason is prolly cause my life is in standstill now. Last day of vacay man, finally!&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSL6-jwFJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/U_NCyAl_M2g/s1600-h/sdc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSL6-jwFJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/U_NCyAl_M2g/s320/sdc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347052502937244818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSMlwbsrVI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jF0AgI_8bhM/s1600-h/4751_1160973347937_1335925799_30426174_5515850_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSMlwbsrVI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jF0AgI_8bhM/s320/4751_1160973347937_1335925799_30426174_5515850_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347053237879745874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSM1YwycuI/AAAAAAAAAgo/G3m_78MVaMA/s1600-h/zzc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSM1YwycuI/AAAAAAAAAgo/G3m_78MVaMA/s320/zzc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347053506403660514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSL1EIvLcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/DbrVqOjBJGg/s1600-h/zzd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSL1EIvLcI/AAAAAAAAAfw/DbrVqOjBJGg/s320/zzd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347052401355337154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSMbsTLbBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/nVfQp3HAV2c/s1600-h/4751_1160970587868_1335925799_30426106_6657980_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSMbsTLbBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/nVfQp3HAV2c/s320/4751_1160970587868_1335925799_30426106_6657980_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347053064971578386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSMP7_c_ZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/72cA1mRebok/s1600-h/4751_1160976308011_1335925799_30426246_7235036_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSMP7_c_ZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/72cA1mRebok/s320/4751_1160976308011_1335925799_30426246_7235036_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347052863025380754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSLhayzo9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/kMCn0R0FZ-g/s1600-h/dcc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSLhayzo9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/kMCn0R0FZ-g/s320/dcc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347052063839986642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSMCQWQghI/AAAAAAAAAgA/-XqDaGfY9EU/s1600-h/fff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSMCQWQghI/AAAAAAAAAgA/-XqDaGfY9EU/s320/fff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347052627971572242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8248409771426632722?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8248409771426632722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8248409771426632722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8248409771426632722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8248409771426632722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-just-too-darn-lazy-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SjSL6-jwFJI/AAAAAAAAAf4/U_NCyAl_M2g/s72-c/sdc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5080031801261431039</id><published>2009-06-04T21:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:50:50.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hollllllllllllllaback baby. Week one of vacay. Pretty boring i'd say. Had been catching up with my sleep mostly, and pretty much, thats probably it. Also made a short trip to SP to visit our fav buddy, Zhicong who was bored so we decided to explore. Bumped into Naufal,and managed to stole him away from doing his project and met some of his classmates. God, i love his course and the entire laid back atmosp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;here. Said au revoir to him and bumped into Imran and we al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;l just walked aroun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;d aimlessly and visi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ting random places of their school and me and syaz were soo nervous, we were pretending that we belonged there. -.-  Its nice that i got to visit Zc, if i could, me and syaz would definitely accompany him everyday. The endless gossip sessions we'll have !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wait, you know those kind of tv series w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;here you can't stop watching it, and you live,dream and think about it all the time? Yeah, i'v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;e been hooked more than ever now. Thanks to Lee Min Ho. Yes, i love you, you curly haired sexy beast. Hahahahaha,omg. Finished watching the entire series within days( omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;, i seriously am sooo free) and i cant stop thinking about it. More like him.  I even friggin dreamt about him uh., im going on stalker lvl 9 just like sharifah. Haha. But then i got pissed off for waking up because reality sets back in and you know things like this would not even happen in reality.Sometimes, its nice getting immersed in fictitious stuffs, cause that probably the only exit from the harsh truth in life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having flashbacks of XXXXX recently. Its not good. It makes me think and ponder on the what ifs and what could have been. There's a BIG difference in wanting something and actually getting it. Big Big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQ9J2QF3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/QYn2kEpesw4/s1600-h/DSC01384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQ9J2QF3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/QYn2kEpesw4/s320/DSC01384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343469231932446578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQkVstt1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/PX5CAerSiNA/s1600-h/DSC01381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQkVstt1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/PX5CAerSiNA/s320/DSC01381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343468805616940882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQX-A-zAI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tjIUvgJuEw8/s1600-h/DSC01377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQX-A-zAI/AAAAAAAAAfA/tjIUvgJuEw8/s320/DSC01377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343468593101065218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQtengtFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/A6Wv8qAfmjo/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQtengtFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/A6Wv8qAfmjo/s320/DSC01382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343468962629858386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to pack for sentosa tomorrow. Now that's what i call a summer vacation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5080031801261431039?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5080031801261431039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5080031801261431039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5080031801261431039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5080031801261431039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/06/hollllllllllllllaback-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SifQ9J2QF3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/QYn2kEpesw4/s72-c/DSC01384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1436518590280339311</id><published>2009-05-29T15:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T15:17:50.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hola people. Hope you guys are doing great (: i've been busy with school,as norm(haha,whats new amirah?) and im in desperate need of major frolicksssssssss with dearest syaz. These couple of days have been a crazy blast,filled with 3 exams, one of which is pretty screwed. Like seriously, i dont freaking get Programming at all. Stupid syntax codes. Today is like the last day of school baby! here come summer vacay (: i smell alot of sentosa outings, one of which is to celebrate Jun ting's bday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-LktBHKWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/zyDAAGcOG-k/s1600-h/Photo0034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341141145760508258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-LktBHKWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/zyDAAGcOG-k/s320/Photo0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^Meet sharifah, the girl who makes me wake up and look forward to going to class everyday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-KelrtGbI/AAAAAAAAAeo/D-NK5jjKCgs/s1600-h/Image342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341139941200828850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-KelrtGbI/AAAAAAAAAeo/D-NK5jjKCgs/s320/Image342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-KK808ghI/AAAAAAAAAeg/jDD71x0XbWc/s1600-h/Image319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341139603816219154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-KK808ghI/AAAAAAAAAeg/jDD71x0XbWc/s320/Image319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-KAMe5A8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/s62i7N4T9oY/s1600-h/Image341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341139419040121794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-KAMe5A8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/s62i7N4T9oY/s320/Image341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet alex, the cross eyed Barcelona dragon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-KqxLO1JI/AAAAAAAAAew/U_UlvN7PVoE/s1600-h/Image357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341140150444283026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-KqxLO1JI/AAAAAAAAAew/U_UlvN7PVoE/s320/Image357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^And this is our "coincidental" couple sweater! haha, we were both like "omg, we have the same sweater!" And having holidays has a bad side too! Considering the fact that i went on an early shopping spree, im pretty much broke for holidays. I sense some extra mommy love=mommy giving me cash! haha, aww, i love you mom anyways(: Okay i got to get back to science lesson now, or else he's gonna whip the crap out of me and i swear my faci kept on saying " come on class,abuse me!" and i was like what? you want us to whip you or smth???!! haha,major crazy moments man. Loving the randomness love from W14C!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35892650-1436518590280339311?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1436518590280339311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1436518590280339311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1436518590280339311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1436518590280339311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/05/hola-people.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sh-LktBHKWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/zyDAAGcOG-k/s72-c/Photo0034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2727655300393533085</id><published>2009-05-23T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T21:27:40.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;School's been HECTIC people,hectic!!!This week flew by literally,like a formula one race. Haha. I've been preoccupied with UTs, and also the lessons itself. I had to give myself a lil credit because i was pleased with myself for having great results this week. No, i did not get straight As or something, but i had 4Bs and an A (: So thats kinda a big deal for me, coming from someone who malfunctions immediately when is asked to anwser a science or maths qn . On another note, i have yet to decide on an ig that i would want to commit myself into. Rockclimbing or emp??? Decisions,decisions. So either i turn up for training on monday or i just go for the interview for emp on mon. Shit. Oh, and today was friggin awesome, cause i had a lil retail therapy to reward my hard work and my survival of surving only on 6 hours of sleep everyday. Love Love Love. I cant wait for monday. I have been hating weekends lately, becuase i dont get to see my kickass classmates and also XXX :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Shf5nbiSPfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5Xdo7O0ascA/s1600-h/Image301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339010339072785906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Shf5nbiSPfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5Xdo7O0ascA/s320/Image301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^^^ This is my drug that keeps me awake during the stupidly boring programming lesson :( Go Choco Mints!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2727655300393533085?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2727655300393533085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2727655300393533085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2727655300393533085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2727655300393533085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/05/schools-been-hectic-peoplehecticthis.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Shf5nbiSPfI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5Xdo7O0ascA/s72-c/Image301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1824443698051840868</id><published>2009-05-17T15:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:23:57.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Schools been pretty mean to me this week ! Like seriously, in a &lt;em&gt;inyourface &lt;/em&gt;kinda way. Lets just say, i've seen better days. Still im thinking positive, hoping and praying that next week would be somewhat different than this week. I guess being in a different place makes you realize that people here are different, thus forcing you to always be open to being apart of someone's or even your own blunder,and this "thing" called second chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, meeting up with beloved familiar faces such as this hottie below are ALWAYS soothing, it keeps you grounded and feel a whole lot more awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-6-tDWuwI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gllTowfjs44/s1600-h/DSC01346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336689669865650946" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-6-tDWuwI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gllTowfjs44/s320/DSC01346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-6rDzVysI/AAAAAAAAAdw/LM4pIbig7d8/s1600-h/DSC01333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336689332375112386" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-6rDzVysI/AAAAAAAAAdw/LM4pIbig7d8/s320/DSC01333.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-6yaRDw7I/AAAAAAAAAd4/XK4CajfkSLQ/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336689458664424370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-6yaRDw7I/AAAAAAAAAd4/XK4CajfkSLQ/s320/DSC01337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-64KGjwrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6c_z6es9zBU/s1600-h/DSC01340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336689557404631730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-64KGjwrI/AAAAAAAAAeA/6c_z6es9zBU/s320/DSC01340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Every story we're told implores us to wait for &lt;em&gt;it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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/35892650-1824443698051840868?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1824443698051840868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1824443698051840868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1824443698051840868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1824443698051840868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/05/schools-been-pretty-mean-to-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sg-6-tDWuwI/AAAAAAAAAeI/gllTowfjs44/s72-c/DSC01346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1522463813512175393</id><published>2009-05-07T22:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T22:24:59.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLuuo5HPuI/AAAAAAAAAdg/7omI6fFFEkY/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Late birthday shout out to dearest Rei, happy 17th darls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLtcyL8S3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/AR8CtmmhTJA/s1600-h/DSC00165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333085987524070258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLtcyL8S3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/AR8CtmmhTJA/s320/DSC00165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLtot9S-2I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xm7Ty3-onnk/s1600-h/DSC00166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333086192547330914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLtot9S-2I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/xm7Ty3-onnk/s320/DSC00166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLt6eJTilI/AAAAAAAAAdY/qA-7qLjWPVc/s1600-h/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333086497540377170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLt6eJTilI/AAAAAAAAAdY/qA-7qLjWPVc/s320/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;everyone in the class was tearing up for no reason ,possibly because we all felt like we've known each other for soooo long to have this kind of bond to be forged at an early stage is just miraculous. So anyhoo, today was pretty much a lazy day cause its programming,. Made up all kinds of excuses to go to the toilet to waste time by not doing the syntax codes.haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLu0BMvu_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/kJ8mHOjbxpw/s1600-h/DSC01315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333087486202592242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLu0BMvu_I/AAAAAAAAAdo/kJ8mHOjbxpw/s320/DSC01315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the many toilet breaks in action.haha. God, i'm tired and there's rock climbing tomorrow. And it lasts for like 3 and a half hours! It sounds as if we have to scale up the walls of KLCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35892650-1522463813512175393?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1522463813512175393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1522463813512175393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1522463813512175393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1522463813512175393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/05/late-birthday-shout-out-to-dearest-rei.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SgLtcyL8S3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/AR8CtmmhTJA/s72-c/DSC00165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8130098394962109473</id><published>2009-05-04T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:55:58.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm super tired but here i am blogging my eyes out. So i had volleyball trials just now. It was freaking awesome, and it was like a major shocker for me,coming from someone who's afraid of balls and probably the girliest un-athletic girl you can ever meet. I talked to like random people,and i mean random and we made friends so at least i had partners for try outs. I was super shocked though,that out of the WHOLE year 1 try outs there was only 1 other malay girl. And i felt sooo wtf because like they were instructing us in chinese and i kept giving this "i get you" look and nodding my head so that it made me look smart and because i have no friggin clue what the hell he was saying. So i actually dont mind if i get in anot, cause there's still rock climbing tryouts this fri and then i have tennis and emp. Although i'm not quite sure if emp(electronic music production) has tryouts. I mean what are you supposed to do? beat box for half and hour and shuffle in front of them? Guess not huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School has been good to me, classmates are just the best crowd ever. Period. Eye candies are even better :):):) you know what i mean :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sf7zY3UMINI/AAAAAAAAAc4/c42ILuncgXU/s1600-h/Image204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331966617344286930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sf7zY3UMINI/AAAAAAAAAc4/c42ILuncgXU/s320/Image204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sf7z21wzdJI/AAAAAAAAAdA/xdNzyRK9GGc/s1600-h/Image210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331967132323509394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sf7z21wzdJI/AAAAAAAAAdA/xdNzyRK9GGc/s320/Image210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;random webcam moment. Then again, my pics are always random:)&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/35892650-8130098394962109473?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8130098394962109473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8130098394962109473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8130098394962109473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8130098394962109473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-super-tired-but-here-i-am-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sf7zY3UMINI/AAAAAAAAAc4/c42ILuncgXU/s72-c/Image204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7287740156851961808</id><published>2009-04-25T14:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:41:00.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hve you ever get that feeling when you feel contented,but at the same time,can't help but think how u would feel if you were placed in a different position? That's exactly how i felt these past two days. I miss my friends,my real best friends a whole bunch and i know some of them do too :) Quickie meet up sessions were probably the events that made me through the week .1st one was with syazy and jian hui,which was like a hug fest :) hahahaha. Then it was yest,which was with dearest atikot. Now i know why t.g.i.f is much awaited for huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328513818672889554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKvFh7B_tI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/v5kLgmhElRI/s320/Image120.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKuXjUZRBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i0c2JoqkIr0/s1600-h/Image178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328513028773725202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKuXjUZRBI/AAAAAAAAAcA/i0c2JoqkIr0/s320/Image178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKvZyBG8vI/AAAAAAAAAcY/rp9WURR0hPE/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328514166590730994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKvZyBG8vI/AAAAAAAAAcY/rp9WURR0hPE/s320/Image129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKv499BcII/AAAAAAAAAcg/RGtd3JnsY7g/s1600-h/Image85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328514702370762882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKv499BcII/AAAAAAAAAcg/RGtd3JnsY7g/s320/Image85.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKwUFi9scI/AAAAAAAAAcw/oVOxwvFUGec/s1600-h/Image84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328515168265417154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKwUFi9scI/AAAAAAAAAcw/oVOxwvFUGec/s320/Image84.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35892650-7287740156851961808?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7287740156851961808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7287740156851961808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7287740156851961808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7287740156851961808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/04/hve-you-ever-get-that-feeling-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SfKvFh7B_tI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/v5kLgmhElRI/s72-c/Image120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2171387890577483966</id><published>2009-04-21T21:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:47:13.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically,the lessons are pretty boring. Yesterday was psychology and today was programming. wtf. The lecturer gave us and hour to design this game thingy which has to animate out the word " hello world". Instead , i only managed to complete the word "hell"-.- She also had this chinese lingo everytime she talks so i could only understand half the word she said. Afterscool hours are possibly the best time that i look forward to everyday,cuz i could meet up with my hdra groupies. Laughed and slacked around school today and got headlocked twice by Joshua. Thanks alooooooot.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3MqhlHPoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/g4US9bM2yL4/s1600-h/Image32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327138965189770882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3MqhlHPoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/g4US9bM2yL4/s320/Image32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3M_g-fmeI/AAAAAAAAAbs/7Qzx-ORXJuc/s1600-h/Image33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327139325805042146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3M_g-fmeI/AAAAAAAAAbs/7Qzx-ORXJuc/s320/Image33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3OF7MKG7I/AAAAAAAAAb4/CGgcsi5KUyU/s1600-h/Image72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327140535432518578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3OF7MKG7I/AAAAAAAAAb4/CGgcsi5KUyU/s320/Image72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3MhnFOL4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/D75AVqj-Jt4/s1600-h/Image80.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327138812047798146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3MhnFOL4I/AAAAAAAAAbU/D75AVqj-Jt4/s320/Image80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3M2mYrfdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/xtYNsXFxoGs/s1600-h/Image60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327139172638227922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3M2mYrfdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/xtYNsXFxoGs/s320/Image60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Webcaming with Jan is waaaaaaaaaay better than actually doing graphic animations thingy. Till then darlings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2171387890577483966?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2171387890577483966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2171387890577483966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2171387890577483966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2171387890577483966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-basicallythe-lessons-are-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Se3MqhlHPoI/AAAAAAAAAbc/g4US9bM2yL4/s72-c/Image32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6571110422787122116</id><published>2009-04-18T15:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:52:44.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;RP'S THE SHIT FREAKS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha,sorry about the enthusiasm,i'm pretty much still stoked and drained out from orientation programme. Obviously,the highlight of the camp was jamnhop which was hot,sweaty and the friggin shit. We all danced and partied like crazy jumping around,screaming,dancing and stuffs till i dont care how i look like.i swear,all the dancing made me lose weight. serious shit. The crowd was fun,yet tame,no lame losers wanted to grind against girls,even if so, our dear gashey was there protecting us :) Danced side by side with teammates,jumped to songs like "i kissed a girl", and linkin park,everyone was hugging every one and everyone pretty much loved shouting out to " i wanna make love right now". i swear i burst out laughing hearing like 1000 people shouting,literally at the same time.hahahahah. We all then left the lawn and we were all sweaty and lost our voice but still pumped. plus,eye candy saw me :):):)okay,stop it amirah. So  now,everyone went back home saying "zomg!" every 5 seconds. Thanks alot dan, i can't stop saying that -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the best of all was obviously my teamates,which was the friggin best thing that has ever happened to me in a loooooooooooooooooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemEXg_mSYI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZACCp_b-zTE/s1600-h/3062_87405331070_710271070_2923960_3872888_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325933573870864770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemEXg_mSYI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZACCp_b-zTE/s320/3062_87405331070_710271070_2923960_3872888_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemB30s2IJI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/GoJHqkwgu-4/s1600-h/3062_87273976070_710271070_2921743_903434_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325930830381850770" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemB30s2IJI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/GoJHqkwgu-4/s320/3062_87273976070_710271070_2921743_903434_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemCn6vSbCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/x-dDoK5qZn0/s1600-h/3062_87397216070_710271070_2923726_4938959_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325931656636427298" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemCn6vSbCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/x-dDoK5qZn0/s320/3062_87397216070_710271070_2923726_4938959_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemC4qlhX6I/AAAAAAAAAag/wt2T83xaO3g/s1600-h/3062_87387236070_710271070_2923352_4436991_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325931944358272930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemC4qlhX6I/AAAAAAAAAag/wt2T83xaO3g/s320/3062_87387236070_710271070_2923352_4436991_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemDXAwRKCI/AAAAAAAAAao/WOCtJYfkwsM/s1600-h/3062_87397076070_710271070_2923710_7189098_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325932465705003042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemDXAwRKCI/AAAAAAAAAao/WOCtJYfkwsM/s320/3062_87397076070_710271070_2923710_7189098_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemE-g7WoLI/AAAAAAAAAa4/OIU0MHSYJeQ/s1600-h/3062_87397016070_710271070_2923700_1915148_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325934243867959474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemE-g7WoLI/AAAAAAAAAa4/OIU0MHSYJeQ/s320/3062_87397016070_710271070_2923700_1915148_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemFLRX2dBI/AAAAAAAAAbA/DSnTQo1286k/s1600-h/3062_87397046070_710271070_2923705_4631317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325934463030817810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemFLRX2dBI/AAAAAAAAAbA/DSnTQo1286k/s320/3062_87397046070_710271070_2923705_4631317_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemFZRFMsHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/f3Dk3y5dIss/s1600-h/3062_87397121070_710271070_2923717_3436813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325934703470751858" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemFZRFMsHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/f3Dk3y5dIss/s320/3062_87397121070_710271070_2923717_3436813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so overall,i seriously cant wait for mon . monday monday monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/35892650-6571110422787122116?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6571110422787122116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6571110422787122116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6571110422787122116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6571110422787122116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/04/rps-shit-freaks-hahasorry-about.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SemEXg_mSYI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ZACCp_b-zTE/s72-c/3062_87405331070_710271070_2923960_3872888_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3191369043526500874</id><published>2009-04-13T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:13:00.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chatting up with fadly is always fun and distractive. We were both supposed to complete our rj which was to be handed in to our lecturer a.s.a.p, but instead he influenced me to watch this korean showgirl groupie called wondergirls. Now the song's stuck at my head,thanks alot. I'm gonna soooooo get him on fop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3191369043526500874?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3191369043526500874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3191369043526500874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3191369043526500874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3191369043526500874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/04/chatting-up-with-fadly-is-always-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3816635085287189894</id><published>2009-04-06T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T15:39:21.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;DAVID ARCHULETA HAS LANDED IN SINGAPORE LADIESSS :):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3816635085287189894?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3816635085287189894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3816635085287189894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3816635085287189894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3816635085287189894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/04/david-archuleta-has-landed-in-sinagpore.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5275157455776224350</id><published>2009-04-05T10:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:09:38.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bestfriend's day out with soleha was awesome and much anticipated for, cause i finally got to meet up with her since like forvever,literally. Since we both were like two hungry ghosts lurking around singapore, headed off to lunch at pastamania then it was shopping,baby! Diane Von Furstenberg was amazing, as normal, taunting me to try wrap around dresses and stuffs. Christian Louboutin was like shoegassssssmmmmmm all around, looking at the snakeskin slingbacks. Pucci was even more &lt;em&gt;setan ,purposely&lt;/em&gt; showcasing their latest summery dresses. And i made a vow to soleha that when we have cash, like i dont even care what industry i work as ,as long as i have ka-ching, i would buy my first pair of Louboutins with her!. And possibly Chanel classic flap 2.55 bag ?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soleha had man vs wild moments, i swear! Her feet were almost swelling up cause i made her walk all around orchard in heels and in the rain :) My bad! We were both craving for starbucks and was super pissed when we realized the starbucks bside heeren was no longer there -.- So we headed off to bugis and just chilled there before daddy soleha picked us up. So yeah, it was worth  spending my saturdays with solie baby :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5275157455776224350?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5275157455776224350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5275157455776224350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5275157455776224350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5275157455776224350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/04/bestfriends-day-out-with-soleha-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3424682670559345065</id><published>2009-04-01T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:28:35.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i just got back from my dentish appt! i'm no longer half naked( technically) coz i got my lower braces today! My awesomely funny doctor brought her ipod along today so we could sing along to colbie caillat,leona lewis and fergie! well she did the singing because my mouth was wide open 98% of the time. So yeah, i'm pretty stoked cause i could kiss painful extractions and angelina jolie lips goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i woke up this morning feeling really weird. I felt like as if my mouth was really full of saliva, so i thought "omg,did i just drool?!" but when i got to my bathroom, i spit out the saliva and it was full of blood. like sampai my teeth all stain kena the blood. i kinda shouted and knocked my head on the shower thingy but i was more shocked about the amount of blood that was in my mouth. It was literally as if my mouth was drenched in blood. Tried to find the cause of it and i realized that my ulcer tore and there was this long line where the braces cut through my upper lip. i was like "wtf?". So i went out of the house with the punched look lips as if it was my latest fashion statement -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3424682670559345065?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3424682670559345065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3424682670559345065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3424682670559345065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3424682670559345065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-just-got-back-from-my-dentish-appt.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6791597142889405730</id><published>2009-03-25T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:48:54.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i'm really bummed that i cant watch britney live in singapore. Not that she is performing here, just that i wanna go and see her perform live, real bad. I was watching videos of her in her circus tour and it was amazzing. And i know,she'll never have a tour here.But then again, a year ago, when i bought archie's cd, i was like "hahah,fat hope if he ever comes to s'pore" and voila, he's coming. And its either i skip my orientation camp or queue up for his autograph session. Uggggggghh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&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/35892650-6791597142889405730?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6791597142889405730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6791597142889405730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6791597142889405730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6791597142889405730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-really-bummed-that-i-cant-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1109448371668645563</id><published>2009-03-24T17:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:24:01.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hola! Here's a quickie on the sentosa trip. i thought that we were incredibly lucky with the sunny weather yesterday. It was just amazzzzing to bask under the sun without any forms of precipitation. So i suntanned while reading a magazine( you should try it!) and played touch rugby and volleyball with syaz,amirul,naufal,kexin,dingting,yap yue,jiaji and david. Overall, it was good to finally catch up with people whom we used to see on a daily basis for two whole years(or more).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                        &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScikjeiuR_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/mqXVnUDmIOQ/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCACTCK2D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316680289511950322" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScikjeiuR_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/mqXVnUDmIOQ/s320/GetAttachmentCACTCK2D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                        &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScikU9ghaQI/AAAAAAAAAZo/w7l_HX4dzsA/s1600-h/GetAttachmentdsdsdsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316680040126179586" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScikU9ghaQI/AAAAAAAAAZo/w7l_HX4dzsA/s320/GetAttachmentdsdsdsa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sciji9yuMlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4-263yTiqWA/s1600-h/dsds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316679181209055826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Sciji9yuMlI/AAAAAAAAAZY/4-263yTiqWA/s320/dsds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                      &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Scij8ojMjSI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4RV54vw0PiQ/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCADD2MNB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316679622183390498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Scij8ojMjSI/AAAAAAAAAZg/4RV54vw0PiQ/s320/GetAttachmentCADD2MNB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                           &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScilaQU8OjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/-WMdZLPMxRw/s1600-h/xxcv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316681230588852786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScilaQU8OjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/-WMdZLPMxRw/s320/xxcv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;                                              &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScimUIb7LxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5iLNxdbwBj8/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAZN94HK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316682224903073554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScimUIb7LxI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5iLNxdbwBj8/s320/GetAttachmentCAZN94HK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/35892650-1109448371668645563?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1109448371668645563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1109448371668645563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1109448371668645563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1109448371668645563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/03/hola-heres-quickie-on-sentosa-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/ScikjeiuR_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/mqXVnUDmIOQ/s72-c/GetAttachmentCACTCK2D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2052310467495753741</id><published>2009-03-20T16:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T16:32:11.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo hoo, i just got my email from the seg camp regarding my to bring list for camp! yippee! All the more making me super excited for it. I have 18 days to go man! I checked all the other rp student's email ( can't blame me, i was curious!) and seriously, there's still loads of guys. or that the guys there have girly email add or smth. So yeah, cannot wait man, cause it gives me the opportunity to mingle around with people, knwing the fact that i won't  be shy and only sticking to my close friends simply because they won't be there,you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand the breakfast cum brunch date was incredibly funny with my neighbourhood homies (just kidding) which are, none other that fariz and atiqah. Was treated by atiqah  a big breakfast, and we were all entagled in a 3 hour long bfast.Haha. As usual, me and atiqah were laughing our asses off about ice cream bells and when fariz came, he couldnt keep his lingering eyes off *******.  Well couldnt blame him either. Atiqah would be enjoying her holiday in mumbai dah! she should be singing "JAIHO!' from spore to mumbai. jealous of her vacay! then fariz went off to complete his tutorials at the airport and here i am, mentally doin pilates in my head, which means i am just tooo lazy today to work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2052310467495753741?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2052310467495753741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2052310467495753741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2052310467495753741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2052310467495753741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/03/woo-hoo-i-just-got-my-email-from-seg.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3316391217659919272</id><published>2009-03-17T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T16:39:49.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am insanely insanely in love with the marc jacobs collection. Serious shit. I hate the fact that the s'pore outlet costs almost thrice as what americans pay for the items in the U.S. The last time i went to the marc jacobs store in singapore, i was already oooogling at the necklaces and the mouse flats they had. i wish i'll get a shipping heir boyfriend soon ( i wish) and shower me with marc jacobs goodies everday, like literally. oh well,guess i'm back to harmlessly oogling and wishing that i'll get to meet mr "iwearaskirt" aka Mr marc jacobs himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And response to soleha's post abt designers, i agree that some shitty people claim to know "high-fashion" or couture and their idea of high fashion is possibly guess ( no offense to guess lovers,i myself own a few guess items,i'm just quoting an example) just that theoretically, guess isnt high fashion. Its more of high-street in terms of bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i swear there ought to be people who think that Jimmy choo is a chinese food or who even knows who alexander wang is. The thing that gets me mad is not the fact that people don't know about designers,its the fact that they claim to "know" these facts,when in reality they're just plain ol' clueless,really. So , gets your facts straight,woman :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3316391217659919272?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3316391217659919272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3316391217659919272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3316391217659919272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3316391217659919272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-insanely-insanely-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7908576377022559366</id><published>2009-03-12T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:20:04.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kay,firstly,my apologies for not being able to update was the fact that i was superly busy with the enrolment thingy at RP. Reached rp at 1100 and reached home at 0600. So i literally queued up for almost 5 hours or so just to complete my enrolment. I probably enjoyed the photo booth the most, cause i was thankful i got an understanding photographer. I swear,i was holding back the queue coz i kept on asking him to retake.haha. In my head,i was debating to show my braces or not, so i was like "aah,screw it" so i finally gave him a very wide metallic smle. hah. Take that,student card photo! Made a couple of friends while queuing up, made a couple of comments about people silently then i got bored with myself and just spaced out while queueing for my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at the end of it all, i gotten myself a new pink laptop :):):) Finally eh. I signed up for the engineering camp too! woo hoo! I checked the list of those who signed up and i swear, 98% of them are guys . haha. But fret not,who knows, i might find a cool friend there or smth. So i got two camps to attend now :) so i just wanna wish those who are enrolling themselves good luck and have lotsa lotsa patence k ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-7908576377022559366?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7908576377022559366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7908576377022559366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7908576377022559366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7908576377022559366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/03/kayfirstlymy-apologies-for-not-being.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3976827394181315500</id><published>2009-02-27T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T13:51:14.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you just realized,what i just realized, then you'll never have to wonder if we&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;                        missed out on each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;                                                                              -CC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3976827394181315500?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3976827394181315500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3976827394181315500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3976827394181315500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3976827394181315500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-you-just-realizedwhat-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8523497115771177480</id><published>2009-02-22T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:26:50.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not quite sure why i'm pissed. Like  i haven't been pissed for a stupid reason in a long long time. Like seriously. It not even worth to be pissing about (not literally,of course).&lt;br /&gt; i sense that my period is coming cause i'm acting all hormonal. Whatever. Its just unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note, have any of you seen the SAF advert thingy? where like there's lotsa army men helping people in the rain etc etc. I swear they look damn hot lurh. Okay,i'm deciphering the wrong message cuz i think the main purpose of the ad is to encourage people to join the army,but instead i'm like swooning over them. haha. Ain't it fun if like i suddenly have an army dude for a boyfriend and like propel me from my house everyday or smth. Haha,imagine that. Wow. Me likey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330033;"&gt;Meredith: Don't wonder why people go crazy. Wonder why they don't. In face of what we can lose in a day, in an instant, wonder what the hell it is that make us hold it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8523497115771177480?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8523497115771177480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8523497115771177480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8523497115771177480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8523497115771177480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-not-quite-sure-why-im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5862092396260691750</id><published>2009-02-17T16:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:47:57.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gym session was awesome baby! Its Mr red shirt this time. haha. Kay, i gotta stop it. So i woke up, yesterday, realized that i had 5 ulcers. Whee! -.-'' knowing the fact i have to extract 2 teeth tomorrow. I feel like i'm in my own personal torture bubble. i feel like The undertaker from wrestling. HAHAHHAH wtf,that was utterly random. I have been drinking lots and lots of water and now i thnk i have two bladders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its funny how a few months ago, i was dying for the O's to end . Like i was going around discussing with my friends on the things we wanna do in the holidays. From salsa dancing, to yoga to belly dancing to salon sessions to whatever. Like i even told myself that the long holdiays would be the best damn thing that would ever occur this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here i am, in my 4th month, dreading all day long. At first when holdays started, i was like wow omg, finally. From going out every week to random hanging out. And now, the things i'd do for my holidays to be cut abruptly short. Like a big yellow bus knocking down a STOP sign. on another positive note, I can't wait for orientation camp. Whee ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                         &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SZp5TI-F-aI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ynvCzBORtF4/s1600-h/cxds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303684880914577826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SZp5TI-F-aI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ynvCzBORtF4/s320/cxds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meeting up with this Markbaby and naked jogger for two days in a row(not pictured) was spuperbly awesome!&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/35892650-5862092396260691750?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5862092396260691750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5862092396260691750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5862092396260691750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5862092396260691750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/02/gym-session-was-awesome-baby-its-mr-red.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SZp5TI-F-aI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ynvCzBORtF4/s72-c/cxds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3401789070119318261</id><published>2009-02-13T12:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T13:14:15.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Omg, omg, my mouth is still throbbing. After 3 days?!. kay, the main reason is cuz i took out two of my premolars(the ones after your canines). Imagine the pain of taking out 2 healthy,strong teeth from your mouth. The procedure was surprisingly pain-free,but the aftermath was like Nhugydfydf$#@!. I felt like an angelina jolie gone wrong. I swear it felt like muhd ali just punched your face inwards. Seriously. the minute i stepped out of my dentist's office, 2 of the patients waiting to get in looked damn panicky,and one of them even tried to catch her breath when looking at me. ahah. Kinda hilarious,but i couldn't talk so i just shut my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Went home, and it was soo painful, i had a high fever for two nights. So, in 5 days time, i'm gonna extract two more strong teeth. The horror. So in total 4 teeth extracted. Just want it to get over with a.s.ap. Wish me luck (not).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SZUBBDbg9VI/AAAAAAAAAYs/BY2_yxnMbjM/s1600-h/atiqahd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                        &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SZUBBDbg9VI/AAAAAAAAAYs/BY2_yxnMbjM/s1600-h/atiqahd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302145253910836562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SZUBBDbg9VI/AAAAAAAAAYs/BY2_yxnMbjM/s320/atiqahd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways the gym session was awesome with atiqah. Ladies hour was kinda boring, after 4pm was like wooooooaah. Minus mr blue shirt. Blue shorts me likey :) hahahah. kay, take care people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3401789070119318261?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3401789070119318261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3401789070119318261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3401789070119318261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3401789070119318261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg-omg-my-mouth-is-still-throbbing.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SZUBBDbg9VI/AAAAAAAAAYs/BY2_yxnMbjM/s72-c/atiqahd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-814611155637951633</id><published>2009-02-04T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:45:42.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lucas&lt;/span&gt;: There comes a time when every life goes off course. In this desperate moment you must choose your direction. Will you fight to stay on the path while others tell you who you are? Or will you label yourself? Will you be honored by your choice? Or will you embrace your new path? Each morning you choose to move forward or to simply give up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;- one tree hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh well, i can't wait for poly to start. Have already started shopping to update my wardrobe! I so can't wait for poly life to start. It'll be a nice new change. And a great new start i guess. I miss my friends already. How big of a wimp am i ? pfft. i sound like a 4 year old blogging. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-814611155637951633?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/814611155637951633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=814611155637951633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/814611155637951633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/814611155637951633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/02/lucas-there-comes-time-when-every-life.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8905421086196532963</id><published>2009-01-05T12:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T12:34:40.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here i am, trying to break the curse that people seem to think that i'm under, that is NOT UPDATING MY BLOG. haha. No pun intended,yeah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Surprise,surprise its 2009. Soo far soo good, i'd say. Actually, its been great. The new year's picnic with girls was great and i hope we could do that some time. Damn, i really have nothing to blog about actually. Just that i've been entertained by people's blog cuz though i might not see my friends everyday, their posts makes up the times that i did not get to spend with them. O's results have been bugging the f out of me. it makes me hyperventilate in the middle of the night, and it usually ends up with me dreaming about david copperfield -.-''. lSeriously?! The best part is, all of the hollywood actors in my dreams ends up talking in malay. like come on, wtf is up here. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;so i'm gonna end off my post with a quote from britney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;" There's only two types of people in the world, the ones that entertain ,and the ones  that observe"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8905421086196532963?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8905421086196532963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8905421086196532963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8905421086196532963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8905421086196532963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2009/01/here-i-am-trying-to-break-curse-that.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5456916591865590223</id><published>2008-12-15T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T19:07:03.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here i am , posting my first post in like 4 months. i think. No worries, i'm still alive. Same ol' same ol girl and i'm doing great actually. No, i did not grew an extra ear or became 2m tall. Things have finally come to an end (well, sorta) and it all seems soo fast. Honestly, i felt as if i was in 1E6 like last year. And here i am, on vacation waiting to get whipped or something. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There were alot of surprises and downfalls to this year. I personally thought that this year flew. Literally. And like all of a sudden, the year is almost ending. Which means two things. My birthday fast approaching and new years resolutions. But then again, you could only plan soo much, but god always has his own way. Trust me. Haha. I guess its better that way. Like come on, whats the percentage of my resolutions actually comes true? haha. I guess if you want your life to be different, live your life differently, i'd say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But the important thing is, i'm surrounded by the most amazing people that i could have ever imagined. And that i think was even better than anything i could have ever wished for . I think, i should really start thanking people every day.  i'm just still the same girl i have always been. The one who could never walk straight, who cusses the fleming rule and going gaga over boys, teh one who ironed her hands and called bimbotic. But that's just me, and i'm happy that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyhoos, I'm really stoked about the class chalet. The attendance list soo far is kinda pathethic but whatevs, i'm still gonna enjoy it like evrybody would. The birthday dinner with friends has also got me jumpy , just thinking about it. Gosh, in 4 days time, i'll be legally 16. Finally. One of those last people to be legal. Haha. NO more sympathies from my friends coz i couldn't watch NC 16 movies . Haha. Am also counting down to twilight premiere. I blew up almost 90% of my savings on anything i could finf on the twilight series/robert pattinson/kristen stewart. I swear i've never been obnoxiously obsessed since harry potter. Haha. Big accomplishmnet i must say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5456916591865590223?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5456916591865590223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5456916591865590223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5456916591865590223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5456916591865590223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-here-i-am-posting-my-first-post-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2916732118247771001</id><published>2008-07-29T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:46:32.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt; i saw the sky turned amber red to a light shade of gray. This made me realize that all things in life change. People change, feelings change and things change. Its funny that you keep telling yourself that you would be all fine saying to yourself that its okay, things are gonnabe the same forever. Reality check, things would rarely be okay if you survived a disaster. Metaphorically speaking of course. I can't seem to get why girls are more emotionally involved with guys, Why its almost impossible for us to apply mascara on without opening our mouths. Why do we try our damn best but just fail. Although people keep on saying its not the end of the world. When all along, people just wanna turn and run out when you ask for the truth. Why i remember silly things and care about what people say. Why my hair don't turn out right, or why good guys lie to get into your heart. Or why all the good guys are either gay or taken.Why people don't let go of things that could possibly never happen.Why you give your all and get nothing in return,really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;                                         Or worse, why you just can't do it alone sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2916732118247771001?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2916732118247771001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2916732118247771001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2916732118247771001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2916732118247771001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-saw-sky-turned-amber-red-to-light.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8423537818808589613</id><published>2008-06-18T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T14:21:55.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was simply superb.Got invited by dan to watch the preview screening of never back down the movie. Met up with atiqah,uzair and widad first at tamp for our lunch. Then the girls oogled over a somewhat gay-ishy men while i was laughing secretly with uzair about the boy infront of us.Got lost at lido thinking it was shaw centre.Can't blame us tho.Most of the girls were like screaming looking at sean faris and seriously, i could just shag him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie ended, headed to far east plaza for our late dinner at nana thai.Everyone was like damn hungry and then we sang a birthday song just for widad.Gossip-ed in the train and headed safely back at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          to sum it all up, i loved it,love love love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8423537818808589613?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8423537818808589613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8423537818808589613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8423537818808589613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8423537818808589613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterday-was-simply-superb.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-9017377003424068815</id><published>2008-06-12T19:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T20:09:49.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This whole week was real busy for me. Okay, that was a total lie.truth is, i only had to attend school for two days. so to make up for the lack of updates, i'm gonna recap back stuffs that happened this week and last week-ish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fri, went to salon with syaz to get our hair done.syaz looked hot after that and i look like i had a terminal illness or something.pfft.But syaz cheered me up and soon, i loved it. Then my hair decided to act like a bitch and i was like damn frustrated and cursing like 10 curses per second. Then brother decided to cheer me up so we had a brother sister date at ramen ten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEPFZ6sqmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/2f2qDtGjJl4/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210962829375220322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEPFZ6sqmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/2f2qDtGjJl4/s320/DSC00600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEOqc8Q-cI/AAAAAAAAAQI/b7iz9EeurvI/s1600-h/DSC00601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210962366330632642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEOqc8Q-cI/AAAAAAAAAQI/b7iz9EeurvI/s320/DSC00601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEPTbJq9sI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NyfwNN-pUwg/s1600-h/DSC00603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210963070224627394" style="CURSOR: hand" height="184" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEPTbJq9sI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NyfwNN-pUwg/s320/DSC00603.JPG" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEPtyWzdQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/VWdOD7nFGd4/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210963523130324226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEPtyWzdQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/VWdOD7nFGd4/s320/DSC00598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear i burst out laughing looking at his candid pose.he looks super weird! so then we walked around aimlessly and he cheered me up and bought me a new hair straightnener! woots woots! i love having older brothers, coz u dun really have to spend a single cent when you're out with them. forced him to watch narnia but he didn't want to look gay so i just fumbled silently and agreed.Then took a cab home and rested for one hour.Mom and dad came home, and we all went out till 3am.by then, i was damn tired already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait for this saturday's holiday. i really need this much awaited break coz i know, i won't be having anymore holidays when school reopens coz all the studying madness begins. So i'm counting down the days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to end off my post, i miss her badly badly badly. Carebears date okays ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFERFTfynxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/SFBodcntblw/s1600-h/DSC01540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210965026675007250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFERFTfynxI/AAAAAAAAAQw/SFBodcntblw/s320/DSC01540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and i was real excited and damn high when i finally got to meet my long lost super super close friend,atiqah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFERq4DKwII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RNJ8wXol4ME/s1600-h/Image036-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210965672142225538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFERq4DKwII/AAAAAAAAAQ4/RNJ8wXol4ME/s320/Image036-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35892650-9017377003424068815?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/9017377003424068815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=9017377003424068815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/9017377003424068815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/9017377003424068815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-whole-week-was-real-busy-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SFEPFZ6sqmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/2f2qDtGjJl4/s72-c/DSC00600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1082483389674152917</id><published>2008-06-03T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:39:56.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1 month break my arse.I only have a week free for myself.i'm so jealous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;of people who could go out and enjoy.and GSS my arse.went to forever 21 and topshop,not much of a sale going on.Only bought a pull and bear top which satisfied my shopping needs for now.but i needmoremore more.i can never be content with materialistic items.Really, its a bad thing.Off the record, i keep telling myself that it'd all be over soon.just like a song u're absolutely in love with this day.Once you start singing it everyday, it'd get boring and it just gives you all the more reasons why you should stop listening to that song and move on to a much better one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'm done.For now,at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-1082483389674152917?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1082483389674152917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1082483389674152917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1082483389674152917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1082483389674152917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-month-break-my-arse.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2678394419465734434</id><published>2008-05-21T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T16:42:27.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just had one hella hectic day.Practical was amaingly screwed.Here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cutting up my zucchini,when i cut my finger with a knife.Got a bit panicky when i saw blood so i just kept quiet and put on a plaster.Then after using the fuckingly sharp food processor,i decided to wash it immediately.So when i had finish washing it,i wanted to take the chopping board which happens to be 0.0001cm away from it.So carelessly,i reached out my hand and it sliced against the bloody food processor.it hurts like hell and there was even more blood oozing out.Showed jannah and she was like panicky too.As it was already trickling down,again,i took out a plaster.tip of the day,never ever ever put ur blades facing you.never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the dishes,it was not too bad. i predicted that it would taste pretty gross,so i decided to not eat it.I felt really down knowing that i cooked crap so i hid under my duvet at home.Mom and dad reached home and asked what happened.Told them the whole story and the were really supportive and finished all of my dishes eventhough it tasted disgusting,coz they didn't want me to feel bad,Aww.taht was nice uh.Felt a little better looking at the empty dishes so right now i'm procrastinating.to do the 15 journals.by tomorrow.bollocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2678394419465734434?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2678394419465734434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2678394419465734434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2678394419465734434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2678394419465734434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-had-one-hella-hectic-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5293048979045653731</id><published>2008-05-16T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T17:57:31.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Major change of plans.i will not be going to the click five concert afetr all.prime reason being: i have no fucken partner.i mean its totally lame if i go there alone right.For all you know,i'd be talking about my crushes with someone totally unknown and random.as in like a stranger random kinda thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo pissed with my results.i was really pissed and felt like punching someone's face inwards.Then again i felt like beating evryone up today.its okay.Its my hormones talking,not me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5293048979045653731?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5293048979045653731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5293048979045653731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5293048979045653731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5293048979045653731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/05/major-change-of-plans.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-553802037416798018</id><published>2008-05-08T16:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:24:21.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;First of all,exams are fucking screwed.Honestly, i have NEVER EVER felt so stupid by taking a test.like after every exams i'd be like "when the hell did i ever study such stuffs i have never heard before"? or maybe coz i wasn't paying attention half of the time.well bottomline is i screwed up real bad and i have to redeem myself by not having a shitass attitude towards studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;All that's going through my mind is attending the click five concert.and like what amirul said,if i'm lucky enough i'd be close enough and like pluck his leg hair and sell on ebay.just kidding.I thought of wearing stilts tho.Coz if he were to jump/crowdsurf then i'd be the only one catching him right?omg.i am soo brilliant.not.but one thing that i forgot is that my o's are before the concert and that means i have to concentrate then party like a rockstar.okay.exaggeration but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ain't it funny seeing people make a fool of themselves on purpose thinking its cool?bloody hilarious.knee slapper.i need someone to slap my hollow brain.I have serious panic attacks that sometimes weird dreams occur.like the other time,i dreamt milo v talked to me in malay and asked me where watsons dhoby gaut is.and i'm like wtf.Honestly.Then something happened blah blah woke up and laughed till i almost peed.haha.maybe not but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;                                 -Put your money where your mouth is-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-553802037416798018?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/553802037416798018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=553802037416798018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/553802037416798018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/553802037416798018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-of-allexams-are-fucking-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6868707046775247300</id><published>2008-05-02T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:02:02.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's study session was great.hazim,q,syaz,soleha,amirul and naufal was there too.chatted,laughed,i scared hazim real bad and he was pretty much tormented by me.due to youknowho :) more starbuck-ing then went to lunch.Then the guys went to watch iron man but naufal didn't wanna watch so he returned back.window shopped,went dress shopping and gaga overthe sales.surprisingly,naufal was patient enough to layan our shopping needs.haha.laughed again,looking at sheer tank tops.haha.then syaz and soleha went back and so naufal accompanied me back the whole bus ride.laughed again with him with all the inside jokes.so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;29 days till i can see kyle patrick baby:):):):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-6868707046775247300?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6868707046775247300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6868707046775247300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6868707046775247300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6868707046775247300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/05/yesterdays-study-session-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5924278428993833318</id><published>2008-04-21T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T18:26:18.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So i just finish my silly tearing up session.Why? coz i just finished watching the reruns of the last episode of 0c.the part where marissa cooper died.i swear it was sooo sad and the way ryan carried her.omg.how amazing would it be if that really happened right in front of your eyes.mmm.fat hopes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SAxrU3pC1UI/AAAAAAAAAQA/prXGvKXV9-c/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191642476728997186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SAxrU3pC1UI/AAAAAAAAAQA/prXGvKXV9-c/s320/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways,thanks for being there just know.its okay.you can beat me like how bobbi beat whitney okays:) permission granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5924278428993833318?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5924278428993833318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5924278428993833318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5924278428993833318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5924278428993833318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-i-just-finish-my-silly-tearing-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/SAxrU3pC1UI/AAAAAAAAAQA/prXGvKXV9-c/s72-c/Picture+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5964645315132136539</id><published>2008-04-20T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:41:00.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trust me, i think 2.4km does wonder.I'm starting to think that i actually lost some weight.not like 20 kg but more of half a kilo.i think so.So its a sunday morning and i'm already starting on my coursework.but sadly not much accomplished.I'm soo proud of my class because all of them did a great job in the 2.4and the 5 stations which was awesome.I'm amazed that i still could do sit ups when i'm having major super period cramps.i was like "damn.i'm good".haha.okay not.so yeah,still having cramps soo far.i m iss syaz.okay random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5964645315132136539?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5964645315132136539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5964645315132136539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5964645315132136539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5964645315132136539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/04/trust-me-i-think-2.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-4699130658819587655</id><published>2008-04-15T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:26:52.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the more you get yourself into it, the harder you fall. i believe in that. don't you.things have been very very very rocky for these past couple of weeks.was absent for 2 and a half days.and guess wad, i still haven't got my back my normal voice.But i kinda got used to it already so it does not really matter that much for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been not been falling in place and maybe, just maybe i'm just mad that things didn't turn out the way i expect things to really be.Truths are shed and it has been hard for all of us.I know, some things are better off in the past, but i 'm starting to think that i'll fall for you again.sheesh.now i'm pretty much back to square 1 again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-4699130658819587655?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/4699130658819587655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=4699130658819587655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/4699130658819587655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/4699130658819587655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-you-get-yourself-into-it-harder.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7130741808943222819</id><published>2008-04-10T08:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T08:18:58.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have been sick for 4days now, which means i missed school for 2and a half day.I felt so weak,i kept throwing up at the most random times and i did not take solid food for about 2 days.I also felth like minah plastic coz wherever i go, ialways have a plastic bag in my hand just in case.i guess all those late night studying finally took a toll on my health.amik kau ubat.i would also like to say thanks to all those who wished me a speedy recovery,coz i can't wait to get back in school.Honestly. n now, i have a ghetto voice like s diggle double o d  diggle double g. who's that?figure that one urself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-7130741808943222819?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7130741808943222819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7130741808943222819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7130741808943222819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7130741808943222819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-have-been-sick-for-4days-now-which.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7176484867874916904</id><published>2008-04-02T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T18:37:42.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't come till you're coming back for me.i think its best in a way.i feel like i am a calm water but when u came u just stir and create ripples in the water.i just feel u're wasting my time by shaking up my life.just when i thought that i am okay.all these while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-7176484867874916904?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7176484867874916904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7176484867874916904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7176484867874916904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7176484867874916904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/04/dont-come-till-youre-coming-back-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-579227024757307212</id><published>2008-03-27T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T18:34:30.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have u ever hated urself for being burdened by ur troubles, when u kinda brought it upon urself? i know i have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-579227024757307212?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/579227024757307212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=579227024757307212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/579227024757307212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/579227024757307212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-u-ever-hated-urself-for-being.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5685479907916125006</id><published>2008-03-26T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T19:15:12.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;trust me on this, i don't even know where to begin on today.i was like rushing my mad ass of because of maths and all i didn't even stop to take a breather. the later partof the day was even worse. found out that i have my cip this sat,poa test on wed,and i have to hand in my non-existent ss hw. it sucks knowing that i look forward to coming home and unwinding when i spent3/4 of the time finishing up assignments.it sucks knowing that my bangs are big bitches.it sucks knowing that i secretly wish someone would burn my bangs during chemistryclass,so that i would have an excuse for having fugly bangs.it sucks knowing that my bag is always heavy and i dunno why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its sucks that my endorphins aren't kicking it right now.it really does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5685479907916125006?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5685479907916125006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5685479907916125006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5685479907916125006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5685479907916125006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/03/trust-me-on-this-i-dont-even-know-where.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-9190628565839148901</id><published>2008-03-22T14:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:55:38.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its okay,i've learnt that good things happen to people who are patient.i forgive but i don't forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-9190628565839148901?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/9190628565839148901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=9190628565839148901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/9190628565839148901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/9190628565839148901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-soo-mtf-pissedits-soo-sooo-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6303992165738781469</id><published>2008-03-20T19:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T20:00:27.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things hae been notoriously hectic.from study hours till homeworks. and holidays are once again filled with cheer practice. soo many people are getting waaay emotional bout this whole competition.gees.its a damn competition bloody hell.uugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways bangs have been working out and not working out at the same time.fuck yeah,can't wait to grow it out.that's soo typical of me.anticipating change and staying relevenat.haha.budak ss2. haha. i enjoy changes but not living with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R-JREJpX-DI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/e5WsEYMNLcQ/s1600-h/SengÃ©t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179791653180274738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R-JREJpX-DI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/e5WsEYMNLcQ/s320/Seng%C3%A9t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;from this to this;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R-JRgJpX-EI/AAAAAAAAAPY/4F6Lo-5RHfg/s1600-h/DSC00205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179792134216611906" style="WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="146" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R-JRgJpX-EI/AAAAAAAAAPY/4F6Lo-5RHfg/s200/DSC00205.JPG" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BTW,CONGRATS TO ELSEWHERE FOR MAKING IT TO THE FINALS :)&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/35892650-6303992165738781469?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6303992165738781469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6303992165738781469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6303992165738781469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6303992165738781469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/03/things-hae-been-notoriously-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R-JREJpX-DI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/e5WsEYMNLcQ/s72-c/Seng%C3%A9t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8634530712374431499</id><published>2008-03-13T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T19:22:59.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i love it when it rains.strangely, i feel calm and happy all the same time. downside: my hands would turn white easily and i can't wear what i usually feel like coz hoodies are a must.no summer dresses for quite a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lately, i've been jam packed with cheerleading sessions.from 10 am till 3pm.i think we're the best batch of cheerleading achievers got coz i think this time,we really tried to work as one.one for all,all for one.something good happened today.it was like omfg. diam eh widad and dinie :) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;infact,so much stuffs happenned lately.from sleeping under the stars and stargazing at the beach with besties,till acting possessed riding the duo bicycle.where all of us almost keep on running over little tykes.Life has never been better i guess.and btw, looking at the vast sky,its easy to remember how &lt;em&gt;small &lt;/em&gt;people can be in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i also believe that there's a love that could fall down like rain.don't you? say u do :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8634530712374431499?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8634530712374431499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=8634530712374431499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8634530712374431499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/8634530712374431499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-love-it-when-it-rains.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7749646359775743684</id><published>2008-02-28T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T17:09:10.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i totally screwed it.screwed it like a dumbnut.yes, i know its not my o's yet,but it just proves that if i screw this up,what the hell is gonna happen in the future.stupid nuts.on a brighter note, dearest brother surprised me with a new phone.woo hoo.so yeah .not much happening in lonesvale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it bothers me knowing that i studied hard and tried my best just to fuck the whole thing up.fuck it all up.and another confession,as much as i HATE miley cyrus, i am stuck on see you again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-7749646359775743684?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7749646359775743684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7749646359775743684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7749646359775743684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7749646359775743684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-totally-screwed-it.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5733838059826994674</id><published>2008-02-17T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:43:11.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM CURRENTLY HYPERVENTILATING OVER YESTERDAY.why?cos my mom bought for me my first ever marc jacobs top and a chloe top.gggggaaahhh.haha.sorry excited maut.fashion orgasms katakan.haha.i bet this would be the highlight of my year.definitely.then again,you'd never know whats in store for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5733838059826994674?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5733838059826994674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5733838059826994674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5733838059826994674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5733838059826994674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/02/omg-i-am-currently-hyperventilating.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2394669412938468491</id><published>2008-02-09T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T12:02:15.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am soo madly in love with christopher kane.too bad,topshop didn't ship in the line that he designed.they shipped in only kate moss which is like soo tak laku,coz its stupidly overpriced.&lt;br /&gt;anyways,i promised to myself,when i have enough money,i promise to buy myself a louboutin shoe or chanel 2.55 handbag.haha.high hopes sia.and youtube sucks coz they dun allow to show all the gossip girl episodes.so now,i'm stuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2394669412938468491?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2394669412938468491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2394669412938468491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2394669412938468491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2394669412938468491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-soo-madly-in-love-with-christopher.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6465396239460026487</id><published>2008-02-08T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T15:54:54.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm soo glad that soleha enjoyed her surprise birthday party.everything went fine and fitted just perfectly in place.so now she knows why me and syaz kinda avoided her for these past couple of days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wGh-Hq-fI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5RPAEAd2Zh0/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164510053367740914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wGh-Hq-fI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5RPAEAd2Zh0/s320/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;posing 2 seh birthday girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wHHeHq-gI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9LGPViXcgWI/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164510697612835330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wHHeHq-gI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9LGPViXcgWI/s320/Picture+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;milo v cupcakes cum cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wHnuHq-hI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QzVA0ylvg5Q/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164511251663616530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wHnuHq-hI/AAAAAAAAAOY/QzVA0ylvg5Q/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;party go-ers.missing person : uzair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wH_-Hq-iI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XeefQMAYicA/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164511668275444258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wH_-Hq-iI/AAAAAAAAAOg/XeefQMAYicA/s320/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;contorted candid shots by amirul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wIZ-Hq-jI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kw8gK_EAkdw/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164512114952043058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wIZ-Hq-jI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kw8gK_EAkdw/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wJS-Hq-lI/AAAAAAAAAO4/66H0TVUzUsk/s1600-h/Picture+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164513094204586578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wJS-Hq-lI/AAAAAAAAAO4/66H0TVUzUsk/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wJo-Hq-mI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lWJ6hNeTU6A/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164513472161708642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wJo-Hq-mI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lWJ6hNeTU6A/s320/Picture+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wKBuHq-nI/AAAAAAAAAPI/If7QBo0xJzQ/s1600-h/Picture+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164513897363470962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wKBuHq-nI/AAAAAAAAAPI/If7QBo0xJzQ/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;these past couple of days have been pretty much therapeutic.i've been running for two hours evryday during the evning and seriously,it does some justice.coz that 2 hrs makes u forget all the shitstorms in ur life.really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/35892650-6465396239460026487?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6465396239460026487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6465396239460026487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6465396239460026487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6465396239460026487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-soo-glad-that-soleha-enjoyed-her.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R6wGh-Hq-fI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5RPAEAd2Zh0/s72-c/Picture+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5521278615591279746</id><published>2008-02-01T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T17:30:06.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the end of the week.which means,end of tests.i swear there was almost 1 test per day.and i've never studied till the wee hours for stupid dumbfuck tests.what's worse is knowing u push urself soo hard and study but just can't seem to anwser the test qns.i didn't even finish doing geog test for goodness sake.but all is well ,since i got a tutor.i really2 love her lurh.not like that.&lt;br /&gt;so i have this new craze.did u guys watch epic movie?the part when mystique  was getting kinky with that man.the part where he says "king want monobrow!",and "big flabby grandma arms" oh and "big hooters with silver dollar nips".then mystique(carmen electra) becomes super fat and wags her tongue.i swear it was soooooo hiarious.so i keep on doing that to evryone.and soleha caught the craze too.so yeah.taht'sall. for now at least&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5521278615591279746?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5521278615591279746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5521278615591279746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5521278615591279746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5521278615591279746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-end-of-week.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-331354238914241207</id><published>2008-01-29T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T17:30:00.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been VERY MUCH SURPRISING and insane.why?because i passed my maths and physics test awesomely. mind blowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-331354238914241207?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/331354238914241207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=331354238914241207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/331354238914241207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/331354238914241207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-week-has-been-very-much-surprising.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2044865089291043496</id><published>2008-01-27T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T13:58:16.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i broke my promise of cleaning the house with my mom so i decided to go out with sister sky.haha.made my ezlink card and i was superbly shock coz i tot u have to collect the card like two weeks later but turns out u get the card on the spot.fast or what.haha.then sis sky shopped like omg there's no tomorrow.haha.i was like whoa.that a hella lotsa clothes.then booked movie tickets and ate and rushed like mad coz we had only like 20 mins to eat.lemme tell u sumting.27 dresses was fucking mind blwing.haha.i love love love love it.Then shopped again and met up with bro.i forced him to send me home and thank god he agreed.i told him i was afraid i get molested or sumting in the mrt.which i doubt so i will.haha.it pays to be paranoid.i think.maybe not.then again i don't know. i learnt that its easy to say that u wanna save up cash but so damn hard coz everytime u step out of the house,there outta be something that u just wanna throw ur cash on.shitstorm. so i will try my best and save up as much.uugh.come on amirah.u know u have to save up to get what u want.uugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R5wc_eHq-eI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tisNEVBqgng/s1600-h/Picture+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160031149802322402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R5wc_eHq-eI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tisNEVBqgng/s320/Picture+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R5wcB-Hq-dI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kXjwSvCQlgo/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160030093240367570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R5wcB-Hq-dI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kXjwSvCQlgo/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; please don't mind the jack the ripper face .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/35892650-2044865089291043496?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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on het tv .seriously.haah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-7567981546775144605?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7567981546775144605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7567981546775144605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7567981546775144605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7567981546775144605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hate-saving-up.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-722353527176701299</id><published>2008-01-17T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T18:24:06.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm having one of "those" days again.doubts and all.i'm just pissed coz i do'nt know what's gonna happen next.will it somehow change everything?will it make a difference?we need to talk.a really long one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-722353527176701299?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3653029801822264856</id><published>2008-01-16T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T20:47:09.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm not sure how long would i wait for him.fucking bollocks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3653029801822264856?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3653029801822264856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3653029801822264856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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anymore.homeworks are a necessity now.day in and day out.i get weird and all high up when i get stressed.i think soleha knows me the best when i get stressed.i'd start saying i want to bitchslap evrybody who is innocent.i'd also get all steve carell-ish.that's when everything get pretty much animalistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i also just found out that i have two friends who are actually "heroes'.naufal could paint the future(he told me he painted our class having a pe lesson on fri) and amirul said he could tell the future after it happens.hmm.intresting.reminds me of karen smith.boob weather girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so yeah.on a brighter side,i passed  my poa.omfffffffffffffg.can u believe it?that's a first.oh god.i was sooo shocked and thankful.damn.i'm good.hah.kidding.im soo ecstatic.seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it took you a year.one long year.what took you soo long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-7495873772607432469?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7495873772607432469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7495873772607432469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7495873772607432469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7495873772607432469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2008/01/schools-soo-stressfulits-not-even-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-2412621797825468464</id><published>2007-12-31T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T18:07:14.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel like i've been to hell and then back down here again.why?i moaned like an idiot yesterday coz i was super super sick.i felt chilly so i measured my temp.guees what?it was 39.5 degrees for goodness sake.my highest ever.and brother ajak-ed me to go to my doctor and she said my ear was f***g  swollen.great.so now i'm hot(temp wise),deaf and moaning in pain.i was in soo much in pain,that i told myself,if my parents dun get back here in 10 mins time,i'm going to call the ambulans.haha.drastic but possibl;e solution.so thank god tehy reach sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah,thanks for the hospitality soleha and syaz!i enjoyed myself hanging out just the two of us.i was soo paranoid that whenever a man was in a bicycle and  the bike chains screeched,i tot it was a texas chinsaw or sumthing.and i tot soo many people wanted to murder me with their faces.in the bus,i was knocked out by this man who boarded the bus and smiled at me.and when he lifted his armpits.omg.its like a miniature bukit timah nature reserve.perhaps this call for a deforestation much?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically,its new years eve.mom asked me out but told her i'd rather stay at home with my legolas ears.haha.dad was like "i'll take care of you" and like when i called for him he was like freaking sleeping lurrhs-.-''haah.worst nurse.haha.i'm done making resolutions which i quite often make it hard to do.so no resolutions and i take my life as they go by.that way,i wont be turning my back against my resolutions right?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy new year sexy bitches:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2412621797825468464?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2412621797825468464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2412621797825468464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;This was my best surprise birthday ever.and not to mention,the first.met up with syaz first and off we were to cityhall.looked very lesbiany so we hanged around the mrt.and i was caught red handed using a public phone.tip of the day was:always charge ur phone before u leave the house:)then it was arab st where we chilled and charaded:)thanks to:syaz,irda,atiqah,widad,hani,jannah,fiqa,dinie,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dan,uzair,amirul and naufal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3R9lnOlEwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/v3depu7z5lA/s1600-h/DSCN3667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148878359130084098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3R9lnOlEwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/v3depu7z5lA/s320/DSCN3667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;syaz met her match.a &lt;em&gt;REAL PRINCESS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3SAPHOlEyI/AAAAAAAAANg/0KTMnAqzfIY/s1600-h/DSCN3675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148881271117910818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3SAPHOlEyI/AAAAAAAAANg/0KTMnAqzfIY/s320/DSCN3675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls(icluding syaz,irda and hani) and guys(behind)who made it possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3SA_nOlEzI/AAAAAAAAANo/B0uwkYHM86U/s1600-h/DSCN3671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148882104341566258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3SA_nOlEzI/AAAAAAAAANo/B0uwkYHM86U/s320/DSCN3671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah bitch.those really are 100% real bobbies squashed together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3SBaXOlE0I/AAAAAAAAANw/HgVHZfmiY84/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148882563903066946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3SBaXOlE0I/AAAAAAAAANw/HgVHZfmiY84/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;boobies  galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom freaking cracked up about the bobbies story.haha.once again,thanks soo much girlies!i had fun and i love you!:)&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/35892650-3620217862075264707?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3620217862075264707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3620217862075264707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3620217862075264707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3620217862075264707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-was-my-best-surprise-birthday-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R3R9lnOlEwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/v3depu7z5lA/s72-c/DSCN3667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-4072192459049665819</id><published>2007-12-24T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T13:04:06.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;i'm feeling way uncomfortable.my ears are friggin blocked lurh for god noes what.so right now everything is so sengau.pfft.its already december 24th. 2007 is ending.pretty much ironic to me coz things have been pretty fast this year.things also haven't been that smooth sailing.got off to a rocky start but with a few bumps,i'm still alive and never been better.some things ended,some things started.some people fight,some people hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. So, you can waste your lives drawing lines. Or you can live your life crossing them. But there are some lines... that are way too dangerous to cross&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are times when even the best of us have trouble with commitment, and we may be surprised at the commitments we’re willing to let slip out of our grasp. Commitments are complicated. We may surprise ourselves by the commitments we’re willing to make. True commitment, takes effort, and sacrifice. Which is why sometimes, we have to learn the hard way, to choose our commitments very carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-4072192459049665819?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/4072192459049665819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=4072192459049665819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/4072192459049665819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/4072192459049665819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-feeling-way-uncomfortable.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5942341848997266453</id><published>2007-12-18T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T12:58:13.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tomorrows it!i guess no celebrations for me..yet.coz tomorrow's eve of hari rayer haji,thus mommy will be cooking and preparing the stuffs for the 21st.mom promised to have a family dinner on saturday,thus i shall celebrate a belated celebration.woo hoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                            &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R2dTEXOlEvI/AAAAAAAAANI/FPfSKK6vqJk/s1600-h/357885799l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145172433713828594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R2dTEXOlEvI/AAAAAAAAANI/FPfSKK6vqJk/s320/357885799l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheh .dah 15sey:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5942341848997266453?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5942341848997266453/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/R2dTEXOlEvI/AAAAAAAAANI/FPfSKK6vqJk/s72-c/357885799l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-486093415908503348</id><published>2007-12-16T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T12:36:46.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was truly amazing.had an early birthday shopping for presents with mom.it was awesome.was expecting to get one stuff only,but got hella more than that:)yeah man:)i want more shopping!more shopping!.whee.3 mored days baby:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt so much things these past hollies.i've learnt that never shop for story books with my mom.i was busy picking books,and she was like"this book is good.its all about bitches and how to be one".i was like umm,yeah,great!.haha.then she picked out the gore ,violence,sex,death and all that is related books.haha.omg.madness.madness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-486093415908503348?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/486093415908503348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=486093415908503348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/486093415908503348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/486093415908503348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/12/yesterday-was-truly-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6344560848558222837</id><published>2007-12-13T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T13:07:15.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoopie doodle dee:) im back.gosh.not having internet for like a month is like hell on earth.makes me appreciate this computer even more coz whenever it jams up i'll like slap the monitor with my hands and then yell in pain.i have issues.whatever.so much to say or blog.haha.in my opinion,this year is kinda the best holiday that i had.saw a random cute ass rain-ish looking guy.and hope i meet him again.someday.thank god s'pore is a small country eh:)&lt;br /&gt;time really flies.a minute ago,my birthday was not till 11 months.now its up to 6 days.looking forward to my b'day.well duh.who doesn't.but this year would be intimate i guess.just a night out with family and maybe a short movie date with bestie.and i think i could be the next dr phil.hah.random2.i miss friends,classmates and those sarawakians(pple who wnet to sarawak with me).haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-6344560848558222837?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6344560848558222837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6344560848558222837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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shocked.why?coz the jonas brothers were about to perform.the entrance were super cool.there were 3 window glasses.so the glasses were supposed to shatter into smithereens and the jonas bros would come out.the glass did shatter into a billion pieces but when joe jonas walked,he fucking fell.like on the knees fall.omg.like nick and kevin were like shocked .haha.everybody was like...............omg.so yeah.anyways he still looked hot.i still love him.eh eh amirah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-9156835894672839866?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/9156835894672839866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=9156835894672839866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/9156835894672839866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/9156835894672839866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/11/did-u-catch-live-telecast-of-american.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3645067940319924806</id><published>2007-11-18T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T18:28:42.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a superbly weird fantastical dream.dreamt that my family took me to paris for a vacation.and they told me that i actually have two long lost sisters.turns out that mary kate and ashley was my sister.and the best part is they both were walking on crutches-.-''.then somehow i ended up buying a bikini and then went snowboarding-.-.i swear it was like &lt;a href="mailto:gyty4@$#43rtwh.!haha.then"&gt;gyty4@$#43rtwh.!haha.then&lt;/a&gt; went to this restaurantthingy for sushi.haha.then i woke up and burstout laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.that's about it.and i need to do workouts baby.i can hear the gym calling me.hah.i can't wait for sarawak uh.oh and it was nice of mommy to treat me to another shopping spree.and thanx for all the stuffs and the french manicure mom:)woo hoo.i'm high.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3645067940319924806?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6840238435163594017</id><published>2007-11-12T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:08:05.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class chalet was superbly awesome.didn'ttake any pics tho.haha.others did so,i'll get it from them:)no matter how unorganized it was it was def the highlights of my holidays soo far.oh and i spent all my cash in like 50 mins with atiqah.shopped ,laughed, teared and spot soo many effing cute guy lurhhs.esp the one in the train.he looked like alex turner-ish.haha.more like alex turned on.haha.omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yest while we were all eating,amirul picked his guitar up and started to play your call.we all stopped chewing and just can't help but listen.it was sooo sweet i tell you.then he played hey there delilah too.thegirls wereall sooo jumpy when he played that and just can't stop oogling at him.haha.serioulsy.then we kidnapped him in the toilet and so he was surrounded by 5 girls all alone.peminat katakan;).so yeah.i'll update more if i have the time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-6840238435163594017?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6840238435163594017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6840238435163594017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6840238435163594017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the click five cd only.peminat number 1 oii.i need to get all my stuffs from topshop.thank god there's sister sky who is such a darling to have already ordered and reserved my sizes for whatver i wish.can't wait to shop with her.there goes my money related rambling again.can't wait for this sun's class chalet+sarawak siol:)).oh and happy holidays cum fall cum winter.wait.Singapore doesn't winter.oh well.but its that time where stores introduce their f/w line.yippe.oh and i still want my marc by marc jacobs top.and i only got like this little amount of monet.okay.stop talking about money uh.and stupid pms tho my period hasn't arrived.but coming uh.i hope.pfft.why the hell am i eventalking about my period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2607594954946598231?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2607594954946598231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2607594954946598231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2607594954946598231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2607594954946598231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/11/fuck-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7771652936677093722</id><published>2007-11-03T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T13:59:18.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joe jonas is soo hot and awesome:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dShe5APku_A&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dShe5APku_A&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/35892650-7771652936677093722?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-918472462154644564</id><published>2007-11-01T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T16:34:19.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i'm feeling soo moody today.maybe my pms is kicking in already.i have really major pmses.i'm always a bitch when i'm having my period.it is just soo not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-918472462154644564?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/918472462154644564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=918472462154644564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/918472462154644564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/918472462154644564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-feeling-soo-moody-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-246440206859319359</id><published>2007-10-26T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T19:47:37.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know things are pretty much at rock bottom right now.but its not the end of the world,honey.Its hard for all of us too,so we can't imagine what ur going thru right now.But maybe its a new beginning.Its not the best perspective but its rather positive.It would feel fucking empty when ur not around coz i'm so used turning to my left and suddenly talk about the randomest things with u and naufal.I swear i'm gonna miss that.every fucking bit of it.U're like the best thing that had ever happened to me and all of us and best things are hard to find.The 3 years that we've spent together was truly prodigious.And what makes u think we won't reach our 4 years of friendhip next year?.We'll miss you,since the situation is a staying kind.but remeber,a telephone works both ways.And u know, i'm going to back you up no matter what.I will never let you fall.Never.Call me if u need someone,punch me if u feel angry,and hate me if u think life is unjust.Cause i know,i'll be here waiting for your call and just be there for you.you're scared,it shows.Your not prepared and suddenly the walls are closing in.But i know,u've been through enuf to have something like this hold u back.So lets hold on to what we are.Cause if its real,we'll makeit through.We'll get through this together.We're all here,standing strong for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BOTTOMline is,we'll pull it thru together.YOu are def not alone.why?because ur our only and only kinkiest bitch cum kinkajou alive.And we call u that for a reason.coz kinkajous are small yet intriguing and surprising.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE ALL HERE FOR YOU HONEY.REMEBER THAT:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-246440206859319359?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/246440206859319359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=246440206859319359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/246440206859319359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/246440206859319359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-know-things-are-pretty-much-at-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5638665397048419050</id><published>2007-10-25T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T16:00:37.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000099;"&gt;gosh!i swear i'm rofl-ing.did u catch the click five yest?kyle seems pretty much upset+drunk.he look like he's gonna beat up the mic or sumting.bt i still lovve him.and HE'S NOT ARROGANT OKAY!!.probably just tired.or drunk with all that tiger beer that they enjoyed:)and the ltd contestants fucking ruined the jenny song.!kyle looked pissed,so he stepped out from behind and took the lead.phew.justice is served.woots!today is the m.o.s thingy.irda's sis is going(!).god noes how much i wanted to win those.i love love them.double gaaaahs.oh and check this out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/28ZCSmxroaE&amp;amp;rel=" width="300" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear he looks like he's shagging his guitar or doing weird contorted gymnastics.bt i like the part where he smiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5638665397048419050?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-5187100883138956223</id><published>2007-10-24T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T15:44:02.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;fucketty fucketty fucketty fuck.the click five is here and i'm stuck at home.wanna noe why?coz i can't fucking get a hold of any tickets.bloody hell.was soo desperate i even entered the mtv contest.which one?ALL of them.if that wasn't enuf, i sent 30 BLOODY smses to 987fm so that i culd get tickets to their showcase.fuck fuck fuck.my hands were fucking aching.i even sat up till 3 am to win them.more like not win them.i just feel like banging my head on the wall while smashing it with a guitar.tehy even went to a school and he fucking hugged two girls.and the girl's reaction was soo bodoh nak mampos lurhh.she was liek oh,okay.omg.if i were there,i would like have 520000 orgasms per miliseconds.of course i'd hug him back and not bathe for maybe 10years.and they're travelling in a white bus.BEWARE,look out for white buses.even tho there about 1000000 white buses in s'pore.cibot lurh.when i saw kyle hugging the girls i was LIKE"DIE U STUPID TEATS!TEATS TEATS TEATS!!FUCK FUCK FUCK!!".I swear my bro thot that i was lesbian.or disturbed.i even heard their entire interview.i love how kyle says lo maaaaaaaaaai.................kai.wooots.at time like this i wish my mom named me lo mai kai.and he even called a girl baby.ndhrgtywef ref!*^%!FYsyt .why am i not fated to go.shitbitch.i really need this more than anything else.in fact i even teared up coz i couldn't go.yeah bitch.its that serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rx73oPmqq_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Swqx7u9HELs/s1600-h/m_e12959e3c046a74db4224f7ad19db8f0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124805696749743090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rx73oPmqq_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Swqx7u9HELs/s320/m_e12959e3c046a74db4224f7ad19db8f0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i wannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn kyle patrick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-5187100883138956223?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/5187100883138956223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=5187100883138956223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5187100883138956223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/5187100883138956223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/10/fucketty-fucketty-fucketty-fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rx73oPmqq_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/Swqx7u9HELs/s72-c/m_e12959e3c046a74db4224f7ad19db8f0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7313053422516690579</id><published>2007-10-21T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T17:16:48.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;its hari rayer bitches!.(haha,budak tak minta maaf).so i was overjoyed as exmas ended and so wuld school be.duit rayer this year baek uh.boleh shopping oiii.i want to go the sarawak thingy thingy.i want to go for manicures.i want to buy 2 more skinnies.i want to go out with sister sky.i want the nintendo wii.i want halo3.haha.budak nak banyak benda katakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/RxsXivmqq9I/AAAAAAAAAMo/Km0Ol8CyxE4/s1600-h/Picture+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/RxsYAfmqq-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/UIr2q86pDEA/s1600-h/Picture+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123715397826816994" style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="180" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/RxsYAfmqq-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/UIr2q86pDEA/s320/Picture+133.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;^my eyes like tembel ish seh in this pic.nvm.besabor eh.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.3e4 outing is yet to come.so is report book.but fret not,told my daddy already.so the weight is lifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/35892650-7313053422516690579?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7313053422516690579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7313053422516690579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7313053422516690579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7313053422516690579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-hari-rayer-bitches.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/RxsYAfmqq-I/AAAAAAAAAMw/UIr2q86pDEA/s72-c/Picture+133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-1196861522807333435</id><published>2007-10-06T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:58:32.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somehow i've been an avid mugger.but still,i  can't help feeling the awful jitters.hawi waya is like coming and i'm not in the mood all because of the exams.bloody exam's a menace.well i can't help sidetracking when ur mom keeps on pestering u to go shopping with her and not study.she'll be like"oh,u wanna go shopping?we could get shoes if u want too".and its like that time of  the year to study real bad.oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 more days till the click five is here.at least that gives me a reason to smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-1196861522807333435?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/1196861522807333435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=1196861522807333435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1196861522807333435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/1196861522807333435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/10/somehow-ive-been-avid-mugger.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-4358069541262533829</id><published>2007-09-26T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:05:03.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinner date with lingo flora was awseome.major sms-ing competition went on between us.haha.it was all so fun:)talked about boys,bitches and loves.so yeah.u get the point. &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been pretty much rocky.i just can't cope with all the fasting,sleeping,waking up at 3 am to sahur and doing homework while staying up till midnight to revise as well.my energy is draining out fast with the revisions in school and all so by the time i get back home,i would be snuggling up already in my bed.then i have to break my fast and do the whole damn thing again.it's not that i mind fasting but exmas are just soo not appropriate at this time of the year.but life is always unfair ain't it.i guess i have to learn to deal with it just like evryone else is doing .Passing eoys seems to also be unrealistic.Its like saying i would get A2for maths-.-.My weekends are not that useful anyways,as i'm usually out and home by night.not much revisions going on.i wonder what's going to happen if i continue to act like this.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,i managed to cram in for my rebonding yesterday.i just have to wait for 2 more days to wash my hair and it all be fine.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to push myself to the limits like a lasenza push up bra.haha.gaah.i did not just stay that.haha.so yea,i don think luck wuld even play a part in eoys ay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-4358069541262533829?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/4358069541262533829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=4358069541262533829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/4358069541262533829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/4358069541262533829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/09/dinner-date-with-lingo-flora-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-6982211637550823382</id><published>2007-09-18T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T16:35:02.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;i'm sorry if my blog is getting boring.but i just can't help it.its not like as if something exciting happens like me giving birth to superman the II or mooning at someone.so beware,i might not be posting anytime soon.perhaps sat.hmmm.                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-6982211637550823382?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/6982211637550823382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=6982211637550823382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6982211637550823382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/6982211637550823382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-sorry-if-my-blog-is-getting-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-85498507181101634</id><published>2007-09-15T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T20:32:42.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i want free hugs.i want free candies.i want to look at hotties.i want you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha.randomness.as always&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-85498507181101634?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/85498507181101634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=85498507181101634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/85498507181101634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/85498507181101634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-want-free-hugs.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3554303271348339756</id><published>2007-09-14T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T20:51:17.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i suddenly miss watching borat and having my fake borattish accent.and i've learned that it always helps to have a guy's opinion.this might sound so cliche but really i must mug really hard for eoys.if i do well,perhaps i could bargain with my parents for the click five concert tickets.coz i really want to see them more than any other musicians.life has been hectic lately with all the homeworks,and terawihs.so really,i must make the most out of the situation.it sucks that i'm not unperturbed like some people,coz i always end up being apprehensive due to my ocd.ans i love fasting coz it just heightens up my festive mood uh.so that means i shall be room shopping anytime soon.awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3554303271348339756?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3554303271348339756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3554303271348339756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3554303271348339756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3554303271348339756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-suddenly-miss-watching-borat-and.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3684603713151862247</id><published>2007-09-11T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T16:03:25.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>schools back and so are the missing gossips.i know everyone was excited to be back and soon all of us were catching up gossips in our tiny cliques.gosh i miss gossiping with syaz and irda.miss bitching about someone with farah so bottomline is, its good to be back.anyways,i need to tone down about my girly talks with irda and noofus.coz i'm afraid to i'm influencing him to become gay.hah.the next thing u know,he'd be "siti naufalia'.hah.wait a minute.i kinda like that name.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me ,irda and naufal made a pact/promise that we would work hard and try our effing best for end years exams no matter what and move on together&lt;33.haha.sounds like a korean melodrama to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3684603713151862247?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3684603713151862247/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-316381985726131592</id><published>2007-09-09T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T14:36:32.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i smell like a big can of shaving cream:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-316381985726131592?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/316381985726131592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=316381985726131592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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orthodontics appointment aka braces.i got a realli bubbly male doctor who's on the softer side(if u know what i mean).hah.he's soo fun.:)so by next month i should become a brace face already!but he told me to be prepared coz there wuld be a hell lot of bleeding starting next month.oh and to top it all of,i have to AT LEAST extract 4 teeth.:)wow.i'm afraid so yea.so aniwaes,mom told me to cut down on my enormous shopping habits.coz the braces gonna cost me like $3000++.and the next visit i had to pay like around 1000++.mahal siol.imagine what i would spend on that amount of money.i could get like 2 fendi purses.sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;oh and i just remebered.irda has a weird yet deadly obsessions about knickers.if u invite irda to ur house ,NEVER let her see undies.never.hah.Farah probably got traumatised by irda when we went her house.after she steals ur undies she'd do an egyptian-ish dance for her victory.seriously.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-2247055240567157453?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/2247055240567157453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=2247055240567157453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2247055240567157453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/2247055240567157453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-im-back-from-my-orthodontics.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-3010513986832926473</id><published>2007-09-06T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T10:12:01.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry for the lack lack lack of updates.its just that my keyboard was acting like a bitch.so yea.blame the keyboard.!so cousin's wedding was awesome.why?coz imran ajmain was his best fren cum best man sey.hah.like evribodi was oogling over him coz i tot he was like short and turns outhe's like 1.85?.gosh.was pissed at mum for awhile coz he was like talking with my mom.and in my heart i was like"umm i tink this is the part where u include me in the convo mum".hah.budak nak sibuk2.sheesh.managed to talk to him a couple of times and he accidentali touched my hand sey.hah.budak multiple orgasms.so yea.:)and i miss my frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rt9dlLzntpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Tneuu5qnVq0/s1600-h/DSCN3536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106903395867276946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rt9dlLzntpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Tneuu5qnVq0/s320/DSCN3536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muka belo-.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rt9fk7zntqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/obhFF2n02i4/s1600-h/DSCN3533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106905590595565218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rt9fk7zntqI/AAAAAAAAAMY/obhFF2n02i4/s320/DSCN3533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;spot him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rt9gSbzntrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-nE086-GofA/s1600-h/DSCN3546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106906372279613106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rt9gSbzntrI/AAAAAAAAAMg/-nE086-GofA/s320/DSCN3546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he performed live!&lt;br /&gt;click on them for bigger versions.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-3010513986832926473?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/3010513986832926473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=3010513986832926473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3010513986832926473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/3010513986832926473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/09/sorry-for-lack-lack-lack-of-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rt9dlLzntpI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Tneuu5qnVq0/s72-c/DSCN3536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-7683047016758692053</id><published>2007-08-31T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:53:30.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh i just love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rtfu_LzntnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/L7UzUdvca4E/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104811471916217970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rtfu_LzntnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/L7UzUdvca4E/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&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/35892650-7683047016758692053?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/7683047016758692053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=7683047016758692053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7683047016758692053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/7683047016758692053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-i-just-love-these-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9smTVqZL3bc/Rtfu_LzntnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/L7UzUdvca4E/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-358144274474026071</id><published>2007-08-31T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T15:15:22.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was awesome today.effing great performance:)i like the superman song;).very cute i must say.old buddies from pri sch has been bugging me to cum to school bt i didn't coz....i 4gt how to go there-.-'.seriously.haha.i'm still pondering over whether i should go to e poa thingy wif dinie and farah i guess.omg.the venue is just like 2 ft away from my hse for goodness sake.so yeah.i soo wanna get my hair trimmed.but i can't.girls should know why.so i have to survive a week w/o naufal's crazy ass jokes,amirul's cannibalism of cotton(wth?) and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                         its what you do to me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-358144274474026071?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/358144274474026071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35892650&amp;postID=358144274474026071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/358144274474026071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35892650/posts/default/358144274474026071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/2007/08/school-was-awesome-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lindsayluvschanel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01918305524409656992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j176/lindsay_chanel/lindsay_chanel042.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35892650.post-8845846201907041027</id><published>2007-08-29T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:29:09.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;things have been somewhat crazy this week.or should i say REally crazy.firstly,i got busted.next i flung some of my tests .which is not good.and so much things have been going on in my life.its all so fast.and i neeeeeeeeeed to seriously study.i've got like what 3 days per subject.to think that september hollies is a relaxing time.yeah right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh and i want to go to the Bali field trip!!but $600 bucks its like %$#&amp;*. thank god there are people called parents&lt;333.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35892650-8845846201907041027?l=pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pink-ballet-slippers.blogspot.com/feeds/8845846201907041027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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