<?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-244334013819832864</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:57:50.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 A Better Year</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-7128057948382653210</id><published>2010-02-16T10:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T10:44:14.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopped!</title><content type='html'>I AM JUMPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://billetdoux-xoxo.tumblr.com"&gt;http://billetdoux-xoxo.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will be one of my new blog! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-7128057948382653210?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7128057948382653210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/hopped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/7128057948382653210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/7128057948382653210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/hopped.html' title='hopped!'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-6467268940953603804</id><published>2010-02-14T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T20:23:22.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At times..</title><content type='html'>At times.. You really look like a hypocrite to me. ==" So, Yeah I hate you. :s I really hate saying about this. But I feel so much better after saying it out. :D &lt;3s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neutralize,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-6467268940953603804?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6467268940953603804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/6467268940953603804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/6467268940953603804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/at-times.html' title='At times..'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-990071641231185902</id><published>2010-02-14T13:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:25:55.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Lunar New Year &amp; Happy Valentine Day! :D</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! :D It's Valentine day TODAY! Did everyone enjoy yourself? It's also lunar new year!! Did everyone collect lots of red packets from your family? :D I'm here to wish everyone a Prosperous New Year and Happy Valentine Day! :D Wishes all the couples on earth will end with happy endings like those fairy tales.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And one thing, I need to inform those who see my blogs, if you use IE to come in, I think there will be a problem. But if you're using Mozilla Fox, there won't be any problem. The page will be perfectly fine. (: So maybe I'll change it some other day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how my Blog will look like if there isn't any problem viewing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S3eI7C-VheI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1rqHV2N0ZBM/s1600-h/MyBlog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S3eI7C-VheI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1rqHV2N0ZBM/s320/MyBlog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437965623065150946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, HAPPY PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR AND A HAPPY VALENTINE DAY~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-990071641231185902?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/990071641231185902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-lunar-new-year-happy-valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/990071641231185902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/990071641231185902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-lunar-new-year-happy-valentine.html' title='Happy Lunar New Year &amp; Happy Valentine Day! :D'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S3eI7C-VheI/AAAAAAAAAnI/1rqHV2N0ZBM/s72-c/MyBlog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-2651935754343516358</id><published>2010-02-10T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T22:38:39.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A relaxing day it is..</title><content type='html'>Wow! I spent my whole day at home doing nothing. Quite relaxing somehow. Haha! want to know why I'm not doing anything yet still feel relaxing? Haha! Cause today my mum is unusual. She didn't nag at all. Feels relaxing for my ears. Haha. Alright stop this kidding here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I ordered Mac for my dinner. I ordered a Nuggets Meal up size and a ala cart Chicken Burger. And guess what? the nuggets came in only 4 pieces. Err.. And I pay for the usual price. ==" I don't think it's fair. So I took my phone and gave MacDonald a call back. I gave them a feed back. Then the person told me to wait for 5 mins the Manger from the delivered branch will give me a call. So the manger called back, I told I only want to let them know in future before sending out any delivery please check. Because this happened twice to me already. So the manager apologies for it and in return he's giving me another 6 piece nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S3LEIQeBYRI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Vb8-bAqGkpw/s1600-h/IMG_2783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S3LEIQeBYRI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Vb8-bAqGkpw/s320/IMG_2783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436623346328494354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S3LEHKXSHtI/AAAAAAAAAmw/m42Hby595DY/s1600-h/IMG_2781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S3LEHKXSHtI/AAAAAAAAAmw/m42Hby595DY/s320/IMG_2781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436623327509749458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the recipe. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-2651935754343516358?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2651935754343516358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/relaxing-day-it-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/2651935754343516358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/2651935754343516358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/relaxing-day-it-is.html' title='A relaxing day it is..'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S3LEIQeBYRI/AAAAAAAAAm4/Vb8-bAqGkpw/s72-c/IMG_2783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-8092013525541040440</id><published>2010-02-09T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:52:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitchy Bitchy Bitch! xD</title><content type='html'>Wtf! Yes this is how I'm starting this post! I'm just so fcuking irritated by her fcuking attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? A moment ago, she just msn me asking me if I wanna go out with her a not. And I replied her "Where?". And her same attitude, "I don't know where." Alright lah, If you don't know where you want to go, then why ask other want go out a not? Then let other people think for you? Wth! And when I suggested I want to go Chinatown and help my mum's friend book bus ticket to go Malaysia, I type it this way "Go Chinatown! I go help my mum book bus ticket." And you know what is her replies? It really pissed me off! "Huh? Go Chinatown for what?" I was like wth I already state there what I want go there for and you still ask me? So I replied her "You very cute hor? I already state there Go Chinatown! I go help my mum book bus ticket." I'm not wrong for answering this way right? Her straight away reply me "People ask you properly, you reply till like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL! What do you mean "LIKE THAT"?! How did I answer? So I reply to her again asking her how I reply? I was right what. You should read before saying something like that to me. Hctayeeb! Ahh!!! I'm so eff-ing pissed of by her! Why am I stuck with ...........?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to cool down. Post next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. :@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-8092013525541040440?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8092013525541040440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/shes-just-being-such-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/8092013525541040440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/8092013525541040440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/shes-just-being-such-bitch.html' title='Bitchy Bitchy Bitch! xD'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-2247875753491867197</id><published>2010-02-08T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:42:19.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little of unhappiness. ):</title><content type='html'>Hi to my readers. :? I'm actually feeling quite down recently. Not sure what's the problem. But I guess the problem wasn't cause by my monthly visitor. Hmm. I don't really know how to write this post. But my mind keep telling me I should write what I feels here. *BIG Sigh!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! I'll start here. First of all, I am VERY VERY VERY unhappy with my buddies and some other friends. WOW! This really annoys me a lot! I don't know what I did to receive such treatment you know? I feel neglected as a friend of theirs and also I feel sad about having a friendship like this. Sighs.. Am I such a girl that makes all of you want to avoid me so much? O.M.G. I don't know what am I doing now or whatever it is. I only know I hated people to treat me like this. I felt like I'm being used as a tool. Something liked, you need "it", you use "it". When you don't need "it", you put "it" one side. Oh com'on! I'm not a tool! Don't treat me like that! I don't like it! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fellow! I name YOU as "A"!&lt;br /&gt;YES IT'S YOU! YOU don't have to think who is it! O.M.G! I really really hate you that much you know? I've been trying so hard to keep this friendship going on! But YOU! YOU did so much to make me feels like ending a friendship! I really at the edge of ending a friendship you know that? I don't even feel like calling you anymore. ==" You really really make me feels so angry all the time! One thing I really upset about is that you actually poison about me to your other friends! CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? O.M.G.! I really can't believe you did this to me when I never force you to do anything! YOU can jolly well just tell me you don't want to do that! Don't have to tell your other friends that I FORCED you to do it! I NEVER! I NEVER! I NEVER!!!! Fcuk shit! I HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fellow! I name YOU as "B"!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why my life is somehow revolves around all this kind of shity friends! I seriously don't need another one more to join in this kind of shits. When you need someone to chat I'm always there for you. But you? Every time when I wanted to chat with you, you gave me a cold shoulder. How the hell would you want me to chat anymore? Do you know that I felt awkward about it? Shits! This is so shity! I don't know what else I can say anymore. I just wish you didn't came back and chat with me. And that I could let things just go pass like a history. Why did you have to come back and find me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.s. It's not that guy you all think it is. It's someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really don't know what my life is all about. I really just hate it. I don't know why I'm just stuck with all this kind of sai kang. I don't want be a sai kang warrior! Not worth it. ==" Help. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from all this shit please, God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate for help,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-2247875753491867197?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2247875753491867197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-of-unhappiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/2247875753491867197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/2247875753491867197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-of-unhappiness.html' title='A little of unhappiness. ):'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-3540743060588424696</id><published>2010-02-06T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T17:35:30.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second post for today. (:</title><content type='html'>Staying at home for the rest of the day makes me feels like baking! :D&lt;br /&gt;So I went to the kitchen and I baked some snacks! :D Normally I make normal cornflakes. Today I'll try out something new! Koko Crunch and Milo Crunch! :D And the result is what I wanted. :D It's NICE! Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm presenting Koko Crunch and Milo Crunch to you now. :D I guess that's called Milo Crunch? Haha. Whatever. Enjoy the flavors! &lt;3s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S202qgCC5QI/AAAAAAAAAmo/enqTHsVzgjU/s1600-h/IMG_2780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S202qgCC5QI/AAAAAAAAAmo/enqTHsVzgjU/s400/IMG_2780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435060429086975234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-3540743060588424696?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3540743060588424696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-post-for-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/3540743060588424696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/3540743060588424696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/second-post-for-today.html' title='Second post for today. (:'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S202qgCC5QI/AAAAAAAAAmo/enqTHsVzgjU/s72-c/IMG_2780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-9196919286783331156</id><published>2010-02-06T14:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T14:45:38.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Ten February Six - A very Unlucky day.</title><content type='html'>Erm, How should I suppose to start this? The moment I wake up till now. All the unlucky things keep happening to me. What is wrong with today's luck? Why am I so unlucky today? --" Been like only 7hours and so many unlucky fcuking shit had happened to me. ==" ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.40am - Woke up feeling uncomfortable due to monthly visitor.&lt;br /&gt;Can't go back to sleep because if I were to sleep, I can't wake up on time for that shit training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.00am - Got a morning call from my maid.&lt;br /&gt;I waited till around 8.00am then go wash up. Left home around 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Took train all the way till Bedok MRT station and I decided to change to cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.45am - Couldn't get any cab till it's almost 10am!&lt;br /&gt;And when I finally got a cab, I tell the cab driver 'Bedok View Secondary School'. And he thought that I was finding a road name called View "something". So he almost go the wrong way. And lucky I was like looking for that damn bloody school. So I reach there around 10.09am. Got up to the second floor, scanned in and I went inside to find my group. And they are like playing some stupid games which is like NOT EVEN HELPING at all. It's really a waste of my time to go there for such things which is not useful for us, humans. And guess what? Surprised! You can go home early today! I look at the time on my phone. 10.45am. And immediately I got a little fed up with the fcuking peoples of Heartware. They make people travel so dam far EARLY IN THE MORNING just for a talk and games?! And what was the most not acceptable is that bloody useless talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't they just bloody use the internet and email us the details? Which is like only 4 PowerPoint slides? Bloody shit them. The internet nowadays is not difficult for them to use or not to understand it. AHHH!!! I'm just so eff-ing frustrated. Took a bus home alone. I went to AMK Hub thinking of watching a movie. But them end up, I'm so lazy to watch any movies today. So I ate my brunch and went to have a walk around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the idea to buy a IPhone and Blackberry Bold cover, makes me walk towards the Mobile Fashion Ent. push cart that sells mobile accessory. I asked to try one casing for my Blackberry Bold. that sales girl let me try it. And the case is new so it's hard to take it out. And I see that girl help me take out as if that my phone is a dummy one instead of a real one. And guess what? She made scratches and holes on my bold's cover loh! Fcuk shit! She's just one fcuking bitch! When I tell her "Miss you made scratches on my phone." And her replies is like "Are you sure that is done by me? If it is, then sorry loh." What the fuck! Attitude bitch. I swear to god I will never go to that push cart to buy anything in future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S20PvRJ4TLI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8mdqdV8Rt9A/s1600-h/IMG_2777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S20PvRJ4TLI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8mdqdV8Rt9A/s320/IMG_2777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435017630039166130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S20PuhZG5ZI/AAAAAAAAAmY/zu7KzxX584o/s1600-h/IMG_2776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S20PuhZG5ZI/AAAAAAAAAmY/zu7KzxX584o/s320/IMG_2776.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435017617218135442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally spoils all my mood for the whole day. So I head home to rest. Reached home only my brother is sleeping so the house is like so quiet. And I really think I can be quiet for a moment. Who knows, it's not even 5mins. My mum came back. Peace is gone! Wth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh!!! Today really not my day! Very unlucky! Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish Me Luck!&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-9196919286783331156?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/9196919286783331156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/twenty-ten-february-six-very-unlucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/9196919286783331156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/9196919286783331156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/twenty-ten-february-six-very-unlucky.html' title='Twenty Ten February Six - A very Unlucky day.'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S20PvRJ4TLI/AAAAAAAAAmg/8mdqdV8Rt9A/s72-c/IMG_2777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-6141619107784717454</id><published>2010-02-04T01:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T02:11:53.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fourth-february-two thousand&amp;ten. (:</title><content type='html'>It's two in the morning. And I'm still not sleepy yet. Was reading through some other people's blogs. And notice someone I didn't concern someone for quite a long time and that she is feeling emotional recently. I'm so sorry that I didn't asked about you for quite some time. But you can still feel free to come to me. I'll always lend you my listening ears. Alright yeah? &lt;3s Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I found something very big news at some where. Sorry, I cannot say what is that all about but I know it's something really very wacky. I really don't know what I should do. When I start to think about that, I'll get a serious headache.. It's really giving me a very serious big problem here. Why would the hell did I go be a busybody and go scroll down to see? Now that I've seen that, it makes my problems even more then ever. Sighs.. I'm dumb. Sometimes, it's better not to know too much things. Now, I've regret about looking at it. Sighs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That really makes me feel so unhappy for two days already.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another regretful thing is added in my life. How many more would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-6141619107784717454?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6141619107784717454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/fourth-february-two-thousand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/6141619107784717454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/6141619107784717454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/fourth-february-two-thousand.html' title='fourth-february-two thousand&amp;ten. (:'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-4715840074980863064</id><published>2010-02-02T16:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:20:08.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day....</title><content type='html'>Since the weather is so good in the morning.. That's the reason why I shouldn't go to bed.. (: Yeap. I reached home this early morning. Feeling very very lethargic this morning, as I only get to sleep for like an hour forty-five minutes... So my mood in the morning is so down that I didn't talk at all. --" Cool right? No, I think that's lame shit. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. Too long never post any shits here. Should do more often. But don't except me to post something for like EVERYDAY. Because I won't do that. My life isn't that interesting every seconds. But everyone still gets to have a play in their life isn't it? :D I always believe one will make its' own story one day. Just depends on how the person is doing it. I'm still kinda searching for what I really want in life. So yeah.. I won't be going to apply for any school in the meanwhile. That means I might still need to dangle around for like a few more months. Definitely not another year rotting. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday didn't have any trainings for that dumb Chingay '10 thing. So I felt so free and I really took the whole day relaxing at home.. Awws... That's the best thing one could ever do in life. (: This morning I told my dad's friend that I wanna go Aussie! And guess what? :DD He said he's plan for me! So probably I'll get to go Sydney soon!!!! (*excited!!!!*) Although I know what's in his mind lah. But it's AUSSIE! There's no way I would say no to it! &lt;3s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I went to watch Hachiko: A Dog's Story. And my tears is like water hose... Keep dripping non-stop. yeah, this is one of the reasons why I choose to watch movies alone. I can express my inner feeling more then when I'm with friends. This is a very very touching story and YES! it's worth watching it over and over again! It's something like Marley &amp;amp; Me! The bonding between a dog and a human is really seriously important and needed! It's so sad that life comes and goes. One of the things I hated most. I like to celebrate the joy of bringing a life to earth but not a life that's going.. It's not so much for a soft-heart-ed person. I do admit at times, I could be very very very soft-heart-ed till I would cry out all of a sudden. :S 1 thing I hate about myself though..&lt;br /&gt;*P.s. You should go watch this movie! (: I'll give it a 8/5 stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to catch another movie later on at 7.30pm with Joycelyn. The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. Hopefully this last film with Heath Ledger would surprised everyone with all that he has! I'll stop here already.. Catch up for the next post alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!! Xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-4715840074980863064?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4715840074980863064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-fine-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/4715840074980863064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/4715840074980863064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/02/one-fine-day.html' title='One fine day....'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-2683103577210863714</id><published>2010-01-23T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:04:55.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd day of 2010.</title><content type='html'>Hey there! Hello. (: Few days didn't type anything here already. You peeps missed me? Haha. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I do today. early in the morning woke up. Had my face wash and clean up. And changed. Went out of my house around 8am. Had my breakfast with my daddy. Wanted to eat wanton mee. But too early. the stall not open yet. --" So end up having bak kut teh mee sua. Hmm.. Ate half of that, and my dad drove me to Bedok View Secondary School for that second Chingay training. And I really want to complain! Stupid!!! Make us go till so far away just to listen to them talk. From 9am -1pm! Just for talks! Sh*t them!!!! It really waste my time and the petrol loh! Argh! And what else? They say on the next next Saturday, there will be another training at Bedok View Secondary School. For ANOTHER talk! F.T.W!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that stupid training thingy, I went to meet up Dalicia. I fell asleep in the bus because I'm so tired. I forget to get down on the stop which I should. So I'm over stop. When I want to get down from that stupid bus. And I'm still not very "refreshed" from that sleep I had in the bus, I almost trip over the steps on the bus and also my legs. TWICE! What's wrong with me today? Am I that unlucky today? W.T.H! Forget about that. Got down and I still need to walk a very long way to the MacDonald at Serangoon centre. ==" Grrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalicia and Cheryl came over and meet me there. Cause I told them I'm so tired and I can't walk there anymore. So after we meet up, and I had my 'energy' meal, it's almost 3 in the afternoon. And we walked towards the MRT station. Took the train till Somerset, and we had our Laksa, and Prawn Noodles.  After that very very very FULL 'lunch'. We shop for a little while at Somerset 313. Till around 5pm, we start walking towards ION, so that Cheryl can collect her dress. Haha. I'm kind of envy her. Her mum really really dotes her a lot. A wonderful family she had. They are also quite cute too. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought her dress, and we had our time there playing with all kinds of heels. And there's one heel that Dalicia wore is so nice on her! &gt;.&lt; But she finds it too high. :/ And I think I got some 'magical' powers that I can chat with any outlet's of the salesperson at New Look. Lols. Stand there, chat for quite long. After that, Cheryl wants to buy something at Shaw tower. Went there, and she bought it. After that dinner again. After dinner, train home. But me, change cab. xD I think today Cheryl's the winner. Dalicia and I didn't buy anything. Only Cheryl, she bought 1 dress and 1 gift. Haha. Yeah! That's all about today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dam training really drains all my energy.. I don't feel like going for next next Saturday. Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle. |:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-2683103577210863714?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2683103577210863714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/23rd-day-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/2683103577210863714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/2683103577210863714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/23rd-day-of-2010.html' title='23rd day of 2010.'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-1949283273860469519</id><published>2010-01-20T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:17:54.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is just so boring.</title><content type='html'>Yo! I'm back! :D Heehee. Another day is about to past. And I'm like still at home waiting to be rot here and there. I really really don't know what I ever wanted in life. But I'm still looking for it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I spent my morning having breakfast with daddy at Suntec. And after that we went to shop. And I go to collect one shirt that I've ordered last night. :D Daddy is just being nice to me always which makes me feel so guilty all the time. I know that he wanted to stop me from spending so much money but he always will just let me buy whatever I want to make me happy. :/ This is how he always say to me, "If you like, then get it. Don't have to bother about the price tags.". I can tell from his face that he finds it expensive for some stuff. So now I'm trying to stop whatever habit I had. And start saving! (: I wanna buy a Nikon camera so so so much! So need to save money already! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next thing is, we rushed home. Air-con repairman is here. I have to go home to "look after" them. And after they are gone, I have to help my mom to carry the spoiled oven out! I don't know what she was doing until she broke one bowl. And the broken pieces laying around the kitchen. ==" Rush back to her side. Ask her to stop whatever she is doing and clear up before someone get hurt. *Aihs..* Lucky no one get hurts. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After clearing up the things in the kitchen. I went to the living room to continue my H.K. drama. The show ended around 3.30pm, and I'm back to nothing-to-do life. Zzz.. This is seriously so bored!! Gotta find something to do very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was chatting with Wilson. And he said my life is so carefree. And I don't think so. :/ Just by facing all the problems I had in life.. I think he won't be able to handle ever single bits by himself. (: Well, gotta be optimistic right? So yeah! Cheers to all my friends, sisters and MUSICS!! &lt;3 ya. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you smile today? Smiling is contagious. (: Remember to smile everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pick of music for today. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a_YR4dKArgo&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a_YR4dKArgo&amp;amp;feature=fvst&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-1949283273860469519?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1949283273860469519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-is-just-so-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/1949283273860469519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/1949283273860469519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-is-just-so-boring.html' title='Life is just so boring.'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-792062715266748985</id><published>2010-01-20T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T01:16:43.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th day of 2010</title><content type='html'>Hey hey you you! Yes I'm back! How are you peeps? :D I'm fine. But what a day for me today! It's fun! It's boring! It's irritating! It's amazing! It's unhappiness! A lot of different kinds of feelings. It's just so mixed and random! I don't know why. Maybe I'm still havin' a mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!! Why does I really need to care about how one feels? Freak! You know I really hate being accused. Even though you* doesn't have the meaning. But I don't like the way you* say it and make it sounds like I really did the wrong thing and I have to apologies to you*! I bet you* also doesn't like that kind of feeling right? Then why do you* have to do this to me? And Bitch, this isn't all about you! I had my own way of doing my things. You* know how to say how I waste my money. My question to you is "How about you?". Have you think about this? I think you're more spoiled brat then me. Think about it more. I don't wish to say any more things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learn is to endure it. I don't want more problems and frustration added to my life! I just want to feel peaceful. Why is it just so hard for me to feel that? :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister C. asked me:&lt;br /&gt;"Are you alright, Sock?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied her: &lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I'm fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister C. replied me: &lt;br /&gt;"Okies. Let me know if you don't feel good. I'll always lend you my listening ears! Alright yeah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied her: &lt;br /&gt;"Alright. Thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I saying this conversation here. Is because I'm actually feels bad for replying it that way. I'm actually feeling rather bad that day when she ask me if I am alright. I told her what is opposite from what I feels. Am I right or am I wrong? ): Sister, Sorry. Hope you don't mind. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, stopping here. Wait for the next coming post soon yeah? :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-792062715266748985?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/792062715266748985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/19th-day-of-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/792062715266748985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/792062715266748985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/19th-day-of-2010.html' title='19th day of 2010'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-1813293384738193954</id><published>2010-01-18T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:52:18.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay '10 First Training.</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was the first training for Chingay '10 this year. And it really drains all my energy! I even had a slight sun-burned from that. ==" I still feel the sore and pain on my shoulder somehow and somewhat. Zzz.. The people in my group is somehow friendly except the guys. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so quiet and so distant from the girls. I don't know why. Maybe they are just too shy to talk to us. Haha! Yeap. Anyway, I guess I'm so out of that group of peoples!!!!!!!!!!! I'm into my 20s. And all of them are still like 17-19 only. So sad. All of different ages! :/ Oh yeah, my group leaders.. Hmmm.. Not bad? I think I still prefer the group I had last year! Hahaha! But things are always too good to be true right? Yeah I understand. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got the email from the admin! And I think I feel like struggling someone!!!! The next training is like so dam dam far away from central of Singapore! Want to give it a guess? Zzz. Why can't they find somewhere nearer place and a easier way for us to get there? And why is the fcuk that they ask that school people to join in?! :/ I wonder those staying even futher then me one will need to wake up how early for that training. ==" And the training is like so early also! 9am in the morning! We need to reach like 8.45am! W.H.Y.?!?! Zzzz.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-1813293384738193954?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1813293384738193954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/chingay-10-first-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/1813293384738193954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/1813293384738193954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/chingay-10-first-training.html' title='Chingay &apos;10 First Training.'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-8103067868822490081</id><published>2010-01-18T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:51:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurrayy!!! :DD</title><content type='html'>I'm finally done with this skin! And of course all the html codes! &gt;.&lt; I'm like so stranger to those coding already. Been such a long time since I last touch the coding! WoooW! It's also been a rather long time since I do any updates to my blog or whatsoever right? This blog skin nice? I hope my readers will like it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S. Sisters, go read my profiles!^^ &lt;3s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should continue to do more blogging from now on right? (: I'm so excited right now!! Hmm.. Lunar New Year is coming soon. Have you all done your spring cleaning yet? I haven't done mine yet. :x Mummy's going to scream again due to all the rubbish we had in our living room. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A Long Sigh of Relieves* o0? Why am I doing this? Oh.. Because 2009 have past and now it's already 2010. So I'm kinda relieve. There's too much things that happened in 2009. Which really really makes me feel so depress. But now, hopefully everything will be as great as before. Just like sunshine after rains. Am I right? Yeah! So, have a smile on your face today. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-8103067868822490081?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8103067868822490081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/hurrayy-dd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/8103067868822490081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/8103067868822490081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/hurrayy-dd.html' title='Hurrayy!!! :DD'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-244334013819832864.post-1055875959189084411</id><published>2010-01-18T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:23:33.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Figuring..</title><content type='html'>I'm still figuring how to connect my twitter's updates to this new blog! :/ Making me few so  *arghs!* now. Someone please teach me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/244334013819832864-1055875959189084411?l=hesitation-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1055875959189084411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/figuring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/1055875959189084411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/244334013819832864/posts/default/1055875959189084411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesitation-you.blogspot.com/2010/01/figuring.html' title='Figuring..'/><author><name>Isabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07969398595422699310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CP3VSIedbwo/S1PhwqjXCNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Wqv-oRa3850/S220/demi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
