<?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-2745099846526360403</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:15:37.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scarletstarlet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>205</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-7256354374775599782</id><published>2011-06-16T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T23:12:33.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cos you always love me even when i do the most nonsensical things at times...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-7256354374775599782?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7256354374775599782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=7256354374775599782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/7256354374775599782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/7256354374775599782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/06/cos-you-always-love-me-even-when-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-2038200950554754684</id><published>2011-05-09T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T00:43:02.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GE 2011</title><content type='html'>the hustle and bustle in sg due to the recent ge 2011 has led to many different opinionated voices and viewpoints. some strongly against the other, while some are completely clueless about what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grew up in a particular estate and in my estate, almost every child grew up making minor politics-related decisions. since young, we have to decide on which side to support, whose activities to attend and yada yada. we grew up under such environment, where we know that our choice can lead to a lot of repercussions, whether we like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in here, there is this man, who stood by bravely for the last 27 years. he, is not just a leader in the estate. he was the people's voice, and a dear servant leader to all. despite being frail and more physically challenged than ever, he still turned up at the town council to work and serve as before. this is the true mark of a leader - always putting the interest of people ahead of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time round, it is indeed a pity. and we people here, pray for a miracle. we give you our utmost support, mr chiam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2038200950554754684?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2038200950554754684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=2038200950554754684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2038200950554754684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2038200950554754684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/05/ge-2011.html' title='GE 2011'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-918692073638754435</id><published>2011-03-12T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T23:41:47.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm only 20+ and i'm getting forgetful, almost senile. don't worry, i'm functioning fine. just that i think i really am senile sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, Japan needs miracle from God. let's all pray for the people there. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-918692073638754435?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/918692073638754435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=918692073638754435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/918692073638754435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/918692073638754435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-only-20-and-im-getting-forgetful.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-1157870866306251965</id><published>2011-03-11T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T19:07:08.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like crying when I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want it so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody buy it for me please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-1157870866306251965?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1157870866306251965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=1157870866306251965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1157870866306251965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1157870866306251965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-feel-like-crying-when-i-think-about.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-7423335765645723808</id><published>2011-03-06T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:22:19.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you</title><content type='html'>Before you, I was in a perplexed state of mind about love and  meeting The One. I can never ever tell what it means to be together with The One. I met a few boys and was in a couple of relationships. Being loved, being hurt, and never healed from some of those scars they've left me with. Then I met you. Not only did I just meet you, I fell in love with you and was immersed with your shower of neverending love and patience. You  always love and dote on me like a princess. I'm glad to have found you, very in fact. I knew you are going to be The One for me since the very first time I met you. Indeed, you're going to be The One. Thank you for every little thing you've done. Nearing 1 year old and everyday still feels like a Valentine's Day with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-7423335765645723808?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7423335765645723808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=7423335765645723808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/7423335765645723808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/7423335765645723808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-you.html' title='I love you'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-1235809604634308535</id><published>2011-03-05T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T20:25:41.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old friends</title><content type='html'>There are some friends whom I miss. They came, they left, they might return and they might not. Our differences in life has led us to undertake various routes. To each his own, thats what they say. I will keep all the fond memories dearly in my heart. Hope that we might cross paths again to know each other better than before. Here, I leave you with my best wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-1235809604634308535?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1235809604634308535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=1235809604634308535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1235809604634308535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1235809604634308535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/03/old-friends.html' title='Old friends'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-2007471703500280407</id><published>2011-02-25T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T02:22:37.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent my teens wondering why but i spend my young adulthood thinking about how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2007471703500280407?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4096862529210902882</id><published>2011-02-17T01:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T01:18:47.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine</title><content type='html'>Loving someone can be quite fear injecting as you began to realise that a major part of your life revolves around someone, that special one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4096862529210902882?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4096862529210902882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3466954074306128159</id><published>2011-02-15T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T01:50:18.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life lessons 101</title><content type='html'>Okay, maybe this is indeed the start of Scarlett's life lesson 101. However, it is my deepest wish that i don't have 101 lessons in life. (since I figured that it would also mean that i have to go through a lot to write till... 101)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one lesson which i learnt the hard way (and a very tough one in fact) is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful of what you wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a statement taken from a horror flick, well, maybe mine's less scary, or at least i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still vividly remember those days when i earnest pray to whoever that is up there (cos i had no belief then) for a colourful and eventful life that the most dramatic things will always happen to me. Such that if one day, i ever look back at my life, it will be one of the most colourful painting in this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're right, i got it and i regretted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soon discovered that it has led to so much repercussions and it seems that this wish of mine isn't wearing its effects so soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3466954074306128159?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3466954074306128159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=3466954074306128159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3466954074306128159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3466954074306128159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-lessons-101.html' title='Life lessons 101'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-8159304098572985254</id><published>2011-01-30T20:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T20:35:46.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will love it forever and ever until I die or something. Please let me get it ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8159304098572985254?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8159304098572985254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8159304098572985254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8159304098572985254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8159304098572985254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-will-love-it-forever-and-ever-until-i.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-8622687839055382939</id><published>2011-01-26T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T18:11:38.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wish i can find a hole to hide. to hide from everything that reminds me that i'm at my weakest. and finally when i've decided it's time to come out,  i come out to feel my worries have been soothed away and being someone entirely new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8622687839055382939?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8622687839055382939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8622687839055382939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8622687839055382939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8622687839055382939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wish-i-can-find-hole-to-hide.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-8424822953452575058</id><published>2010-12-31T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T10:58:00.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of 2010</title><content type='html'>2010 was worth remembering. I felt true happiness, something which I have not felt it for the longest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 2011 be just as joy-filled? I don't know. I have my doubts for odd years. A mixture of superstitions and bad experience tells me that I have to beware of 2011. As you may have guessed, odd years for me have never been great. With it coming in another few hours time, my anxiety is creeping in and secretly consuming me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 has been far too awesome. Sometimes I worry that these things are too good to be true. I am cautiously guarding against these perfect moments. Yes, I may be too pessimistic and skeptical. However, more often than not, there's always another side to things. You know, when there's up, there's down, when there's bad, there's good... it's that sort of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, with God's help, nothing too big I can't overcome. So 2011, bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: You've made my 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8424822953452575058?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8424822953452575058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8424822953452575058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8424822953452575058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8424822953452575058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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break'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4267632407127339493</id><published>2010-12-15T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T21:05:20.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really just want to spend one afternoon staring into space&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4267632407127339493?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-5000916684719256831</id><published>2010-11-12T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T00:25:57.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when dark clouds enveloped the sky, thunders starts roaring, and when the night has already creeped in, your thoughts are usually at its scariest - it consumes your mind from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does the realization of sunrise in a few more hours helps? i wish life can be just as the same - restarting over and over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-5000916684719256831?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3950701402010452569</id><published>2010-11-08T08:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T08:28:10.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cos i can be myself when i'm with him, i'm no longer bitter over anything and i wasn't driven by the inner psychotic woman in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3950701402010452569?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3950701402010452569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-403278764053030993</id><published>2010-08-28T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T02:35:28.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2.34am: in a pool of thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-403278764053030993?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/403278764053030993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=403278764053030993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/403278764053030993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/403278764053030993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/08/2.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-5337399684232415727</id><published>2010-08-15T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T00:36:57.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a paradoxical life we're all living - things can make you, may well be those that can break you. you struggle, you experience pain, to be stronger and to experience joy. with every extremity, comes a paradox.i'm perplexed by such degree of complexity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-5337399684232415727?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5337399684232415727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=5337399684232415727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/5337399684232415727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/5337399684232415727'/><link 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Mad is when you have 5 projects to hand in within 1.5 weeks. Mad is you have 4 project groups asking for a meeting in a day. Mad is when stress gets out of control you nearly ate 3 plates of rice. Mad is when you start to seriously think of quitting school. Mad is when you realised you make somebody who isn't supposed to be angry, angry. Mad is me, a marketing student in NYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I need a goddamned sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4403421701902492684?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4403421701902492684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=4403421701902492684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4403421701902492684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4403421701902492684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/these-days-it-gets-so-bad-it-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-5220379217151872957</id><published>2010-07-16T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:08:17.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I sit amidst in this hideout of mine (which is surprisingly a lil' noisy tonight), tucked away in the furthest corner of town, I realised that I've attained such tranquility in my heart and life. The bustling, colourful world out there no longer matter, peace and serenity is really what I want. Definitely got to thank God for everything there is in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You took away and gave back, I've learnt and have grown. All of which I have now did not come easy, I greatly appreciate and will cherish to the best I can. Thank you, Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-5220379217151872957?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5220379217151872957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=5220379217151872957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/5220379217151872957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/5220379217151872957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/as-i-sit-amidst-in-this-hideout-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-7131318980763958902</id><published>2010-07-13T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T19:46:13.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to this little virtual space of mine to spend a little time out of International Business (the most dreadful module of the semester).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A talk with K made me realised how naive (and stupid) I was in my younger days. Disillusioned by the many people in my life and committed too many mistakes. If I took caution and was less careless, all the series of heart shattering drama wouldn't have occured. Since it's now too late to turn back in time and undo everything, I shall bravely face all of those life lessons and let them serve as a reminder to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, at this point, I should stop looking back and start embracing the future with K. Love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-7131318980763958902?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7131318980763958902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=7131318980763958902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/7131318980763958902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/7131318980763958902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-this-little-virtual-space-of.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-8963721055888205921</id><published>2010-06-29T07:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:10:49.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'fight for love'</title><content type='html'>funny how events of late keep revolve around this sentence i've said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'there is no need to determine right or wrong. the crux is this: so long as you and the other party feels uncomfortable, you probably shouldn't have done it at all'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a really random note, G's words reminded me of a belief which i stopped believing in long ago. it was a faith i used to hold so dearly in me, an encouragement that kept me going. maybe i should start adopting the belief again. only if it's all worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8963721055888205921?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8963721055888205921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8963721055888205921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8963721055888205921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8963721055888205921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/fight-for-love.html' title='&apos;fight for love&apos;'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-7638551780139483440</id><published>2010-06-28T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:40:07.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's like every thought in me battling against each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-7638551780139483440?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-6058529830576654443</id><published>2010-06-18T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:30:09.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello to whoever-that-is-reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm extremely exhausted. every bit of me is drained and jaded be it mentally or physically. the only thing that has been keeping me going is the emotional aspect of my life. being happy has granted me an endless source of energy. that aside, it's supposed to be rest time now but i'm still making use of every bit of my time to do things (er, like blogging?) so, it's been like that since i-fon't-know-when, and after a few days of self denial and mind battles, i have come to terms that i'm conformed to the beat of the society - fast paced, tense and everything else that has got to do with urban life. okay, i can totally see myself as a workaholic in no time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is so incoherent, not much point to it but perfect evidence of me making use of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao, off to see hayley for another long night ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scarlett&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6058529830576654443?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6058529830576654443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=6058529830576654443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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doesn't mean you can take advantage of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8398434994351495718?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8398434994351495718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8398434994351495718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8398434994351495718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8398434994351495718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-may-be-hard-worker-but-that-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-8669807312755417891</id><published>2010-06-16T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T08:31:34.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We were strangers, starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming, what we’d have to go through&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are, I’m suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me I was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected, what you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I lost hope, you were there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;This is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8669807312755417891?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8669807312755417891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8669807312755417891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-2587092923204896541</id><published>2010-06-06T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:27:27.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i've got myself the best boyf ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2587092923204896541?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2587092923204896541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=2587092923204896541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2587092923204896541'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3049932016588336339</id><published>2010-05-26T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T06:40:24.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The stars lean down to kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And I lie awake and miss you&lt;br /&gt;Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly&lt;br /&gt;But I'll miss your arms around me&lt;br /&gt;I'd send a postcard to you, dear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I wish you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vanilla Twilight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3049932016588336339?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-6922522294144323623</id><published>2010-05-23T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:41:59.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because recently, butterflies come to me, nearly scentless flowers still smells good to me, rain incredibly made me smile, food-less home became food-full home, ever piling schoolwork no longer bothers me, late nights became the best time ever, even lethargy all seemed to transform and become my source of energy, because, because... life has never been better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6922522294144323623?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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i did before, told you how i used to be &lt;br /&gt;Would you go along with someone like me?&lt;br /&gt;If you knew my story word for word, had all of my history &lt;br /&gt;Would you go along with someone like me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3126009838140516996?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3126009838140516996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=3126009838140516996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3126009838140516996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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keep my skepticism in control, only to be proved wrong time and again. Don't you sometimes agree that such is the nature of mankind - tainted and imperfect? The ugly reflection of human has left me jaded like never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, perhaps, there's an underlying message, implying that I should probably prepare myself and lead a life of solitude. I've already acknowledge that it's better being alone -only then will I be able to free myself from the world. Worldly affairs and desires, more than willing to be without.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-697434834876458155?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/697434834876458155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=697434834876458155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/697434834876458155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/697434834876458155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-be-building-strong-defence-and-never.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-6168225460727777490</id><published>2010-05-11T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T00:36:44.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week's time management = failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6168225460727777490?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6168225460727777490/comments/default' 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these days, i hope you'll feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again, to all those people, who are still spying me or even attempt to interrogate me, my conscience is clear. i do not owe anybody any explanation at all. you guys have no right to question me about my life too. who are you to comment on my life or on the people i hang out with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a warning, that night's my last straw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-199801580403055892?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/199801580403055892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=199801580403055892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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telling me to lead my life right, but it never occured to them that it wasn't wrong to begin with. I have been living half my life doing whats expected of me. It is really time I live my life right, in the way I want it to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6112702158359548476?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6112702158359548476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=6112702158359548476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6112702158359548476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6112702158359548476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/04/it-gonna-hurt-when-it-heals.html' title='It&amp;#39;s gonna hurt when it heals'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-5751940255993815947</id><published>2010-04-25T16:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:43:49.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me: what time are we meeting?&lt;br /&gt;sis: like now?&lt;br /&gt;me: like no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still exhausted and dehydrated like anything. last night kryshelle and me were so thirsty that we drank 'toilet water'. haha! but like, who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i'm just trying to fill my mind and fill my time, which is a good thing cos it stops me from thinking all other strayed thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote, having a credit card has really taken a toll on me, fear of overspending and everything. and sometimes surviving solely on it. and so the bill came and right now, i'm officially a credit card slave. thank God mom didn't get me two the other time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-5751940255993815947?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5751940255993815947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=5751940255993815947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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have been feeling rather blue.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-1644085358108746762?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1644085358108746762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=1644085358108746762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1644085358108746762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1644085358108746762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/04/lately-i-have-been-feeling-rather-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3518320122257412370</id><published>2010-04-10T20:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:08:17.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be my band aid</title><content type='html'>there's a huge chapter in my life, of which whenever i flip open and look back, i find that it was a huge ridicule and wastage of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to even suffer the consequences after all that? worse. should never have let it happened at all. it was indeed within my means but i was selfish and childish then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm filled with regrets which might haunt me forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said to change and make it up for whatever i did, i really did. but the seedlings ain't growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe karma is back to bite me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3518320122257412370?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3518320122257412370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=3518320122257412370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3518320122257412370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-1942662530622391070</id><published>2010-02-13T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T12:55:12.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really should have known.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-1942662530622391070?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1942662530622391070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=1942662530622391070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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this too-two-faced&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2815045083270259660?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2815045083270259660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=2815045083270259660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2815045083270259660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2815045083270259660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-two-faced-too-too-faced-too-two.html' title='two two faced? too too faced? too two faced!'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3460345477708849741</id><published>2010-02-02T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T10:36:08.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;'Hey, so I gotta question&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna have a slumber party in my basement?&lt;br /&gt;Do I make your heart beat like an 808 drum?&lt;br /&gt;Is my love, uh your drug?&lt;br /&gt;Your drug, uh your drug&lt;br /&gt;Uh your drug is my love, your drug?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- your love is my drug by kesha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-823930810993079578</id><published>2010-02-01T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:37:53.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so grossed out from all the mugging i swear i'm feeling nausesous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that there was more meaning to study - well, wouldn't say i dislike studying because i truly appreciate the chance given to me to study in a peaceful country. This just isn't something everyone is entitled to and with all the gratefulness i thank the Almighty. Nevertheless, sometimes i secretly wished that there was a tact bit more meaning to studying. Recently, have been increasingly finding myself studying just to live up to the society's expectations. Though i may have no wish to be conformed by this world, it is apparent that no escape is possible but can only to be slowly roped in. Then again, i know that if i don't do my part, i will surely regret later on in life. And amongst all the complaints and rantings, I will still acknowledge that education is essential and will definitely do my best for the years to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-823930810993079578?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/823930810993079578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=823930810993079578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/823930810993079578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/823930810993079578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;made comfort every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;once upon a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; loved me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it's a miracle in the snow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; heart won't be cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tell me what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;something should be told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tell me where &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i will breathe behind your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;once upon a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" &gt;angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; give me a life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8680879338798947314?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8680879338798947314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4820373130602473760</id><published>2010-01-26T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:10:48.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody but me</title><content type='html'>maybe this time round, i am truly done and over with this whole deal about relationships. i know i do sound a little skeptical, but love is indeed a bittersweet experience. so once again, is back to me and only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be lying if i said i wasn't upset, especially after 26 months of love, effort, time and memories. however, i am truly exhausted and drained out from all of the problems we're going through. i believe this is the same for him as well. maintaining such long and quarrelsome relationship is tough. and at this very moment, i've experienced some sort of carefreeness which i've not tasted for long. yet, this feeling is strangely out of place within myself. what an ironical existance. i expected it to quench my thirst for carefreeness but it didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe when all of the wounds have recovered, i will feel the carefreeness i ought to be feeling. but as of now and the near future, there won't be any recovery till all troubled spirits are lifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, i will slowly recuperate my broken heart and rejuvenate my tired soul. it has been too much for far too long. only thing is, i will be all alone by myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, today i felt very strongly that i'm destined to be a loner. the final break-up plus the recent subtle ending of a friendship really proved me right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4820373130602473760?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-6192164491305797414</id><published>2009-11-05T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:48:09.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the fact that i am not pretty and all. but sometimes i realise i'm secretly doing bimbotic stuff. like stoning for half an hour to decide on what to wear/thinking when is the next manicure session/next make up spree/and almost everything that a bimbo can ever think of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm worse than a bimbo cos a bimbo has looks. me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no looks no brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is something about you that I can never understand. like how you can ever succeed in putting up such an ideal image though deep down you are rotten to the core.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6192164491305797414?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6192164491305797414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=6192164491305797414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6192164491305797414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6192164491305797414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-confession.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4428464549791734497</id><published>2009-10-28T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:30:41.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is hard to build love. it is easy to tear down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4428464549791734497?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/51172543637025844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/51172543637025844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/10/cant-wait-for-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-1910167916158764652</id><published>2009-10-19T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:08:05.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday was last day of ELDC and i can only say that I miss my friends there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was crazy night with e2 girls. All the acting singing and bitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow marks Sem 2 Day 1. Dreadful enough to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past week, I caught 3 movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like 2 of them. The last I caught was Pandorum and it was a show I couldn't really understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tiredddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd and i need slumber now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-1910167916158764652?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1910167916158764652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=1910167916158764652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1910167916158764652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1910167916158764652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-was-last-day-of-eldc-and-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-1295183125310469824</id><published>2009-10-12T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:06:29.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>because i need to feel safe like never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in a vicious cycle - i think optimistically in the day, and in the night, i think otherwise. Day and night the cycle repeats it is like shackles on my feet. As much as I try to lift them off, I couldn't do so and sometimes it really doesn't seem to be possible at all. Those thoughts, oh they do weigh my mind down so very. I can't seem to get rid of them in any way - how I wish that I could have selective short-term memory so that I just chuck them away in a far away land or something. But no, they always come back to haunt me every moment and then. Sometimes, I get so paranoid while other times it just makes me feel cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those scars, they're still as fresh as yesterday and when I'm reminded of them, they ignite and burn intensely across my heart again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a slightly happier note, I am working on it (painstakingly) and anticipating the day to declare my own happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-1295183125310469824?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1295183125310469824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=1295183125310469824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1295183125310469824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1295183125310469824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/10/because-i-need-to-feel-safe-like-never.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3685066286612737144</id><published>2009-10-09T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:49:29.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3685066286612737144?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3685066286612737144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=3685066286612737144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3685066286612737144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3685066286612737144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-what-shame-what-rainy-ending-given.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4000670700823449953</id><published>2009-10-07T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T10:00:56.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmygosh. gonna resume to normal schooling days. good thing or bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone wants things from miss selfridge/dorothy perkins/topshop/topman/warehouse? tell me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4000670700823449953?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4000670700823449953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=4000670700823449953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4000670700823449953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4000670700823449953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/10/ohmygosh.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-748875618838898703</id><published>2009-09-29T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:58:54.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SsDeDnL7YXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9bgViu-8Xmc/s1600-h/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386549307975098738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 57px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SsDeDnL7YXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9bgViu-8Xmc/s320/Picture1.png" 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/2745099846526360403-748875618838898703?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/748875618838898703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=748875618838898703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/748875618838898703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/748875618838898703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/hate-might-be-only-word-to-desccribe.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SsDeDnL7YXI/AAAAAAAAAdM/9bgViu-8Xmc/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-7311015527882488616</id><published>2009-09-24T18:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T18:29:27.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really want a nice long day at my favourite place with the wind gently brushing my face while I'll sip on my favourite drink and read novels. And when I'm tired, I can turn to find a shoulder for me to lean and nap. And when I'm energetic, there'll be phototaking sessions and purely childhood games...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-7311015527882488616?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/7311015527882488616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=7311015527882488616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/7311015527882488616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/7311015527882488616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-really-want-nice-long-day-at-my.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-5232615120447690986</id><published>2009-09-21T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:33:16.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One of the recollections I can make from my teenage life would be how I hogged the phone for no reason every day and night. There were the times my friends and I held conferences on the phone when we can talk through the afternoon and right into the night. That was how we spent our days whenever we're at home. And it's not like we exactly have anything to talk about... sometimes we talk like we're on repeat mode. It was funny how we did that... haha, young teens, the adults would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the later years, it was slowly revealed to me why my parents and almost every adult would just nag whenever kids spend so much time on the phone. The precious time wasted is one thing (cos they'd rather we spend the time on studying), the phone bills, and I guess, the whole idea on building a real conversation as well? Like, why talk on the phone when you want to talk? Real conversations takes place when you're face-to-face, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology... Does it brings people closer or drives people further apart?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-5232615120447690986?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/5232615120447690986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=5232615120447690986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/5232615120447690986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/5232615120447690986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-of-recollections-i-can-make-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-6799790144114688916</id><published>2009-09-16T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:26:55.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Scout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen! Do you still remember The Scout? Hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6799790144114688916?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6799790144114688916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=6799790144114688916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6799790144114688916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6799790144114688916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/scout.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3357565162502571265</id><published>2009-09-06T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:31:06.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>C: I was a coward running away again. But everywhere I went, you caught up with me. So I had to come back.&lt;br /&gt;B: I want to believe you, but I can't. You've hurt me too many times.&lt;br /&gt;C: Then believe me this time.&lt;br /&gt;B: That's it?&lt;br /&gt;C: [pauses] I love you, too. (they kiss)&lt;br /&gt;B: Can you say it twice? (laughs) No, I'm serious, say it twice.&lt;br /&gt;C: I love you, I love you, I love you. (kissing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. That was so sweet and I really can't wait for GG S3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3357565162502571265?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3357565162502571265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=3357565162502571265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3357565162502571265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3357565162502571265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/c-i-was-coward-running-away-again.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-8818168599240493993</id><published>2009-09-06T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:26:01.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me: we're like their enemies but they are not fit to be ours. we're waaaaaaaay cooler.&lt;br /&gt;jy: (laughs and she said something damn hilarious!!!)&lt;br /&gt;me: it's true what! who are we and who are they&lt;br /&gt;hayley: hl, i just feel like pointing The Finger at you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, sometimes I just love what my mouth can says. It feels so good to be mean to certain people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8818168599240493993?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8818168599240493993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8818168599240493993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8818168599240493993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8818168599240493993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-were-like-their-enemies-but-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-6763767316212469233</id><published>2009-08-31T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:08:12.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mochi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0G26brGI/AAAAAAAAAck/nXL4LUAOHDs/s1600-h/IMG_0450.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0G26brGI/AAAAAAAAAck/nXL4LUAOHDs/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376158978853809250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0GToTLrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_5VP3iECMFE/s1600-h/IMG_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0GToTLrI/AAAAAAAAAcc/_5VP3iECMFE/s320/IMG_0449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376158969382514354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;such a sweet little baby!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0HZaeSMI/AAAAAAAAAcs/AjC40l8ZlFs/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: 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pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0H9ninKI/AAAAAAAAAc0/1WvttKAmyiE/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376158997833489570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0wzNF4GI/AAAAAAAAAdE/JuZZ764C4cs/s1600-h/IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0wzNF4GI/AAAAAAAAAdE/JuZZ764C4cs/s320/IMG_0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376159699412836450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0waufzGI/AAAAAAAAAc8/L962ZDKqHNk/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0waufzGI/AAAAAAAAAc8/L962ZDKqHNk/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376159692842060898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nice souppppppppppppppppppppppppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6763767316212469233?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6763767316212469233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=6763767316212469233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6763767316212469233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6763767316212469233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/08/mochi.html' title='mochi'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/Spv0G26brGI/AAAAAAAAAck/nXL4LUAOHDs/s72-c/IMG_0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-8478479215458034856</id><published>2009-08-29T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T00:32:55.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>worthless but not me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8478479215458034856?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8478479215458034856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8478479215458034856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8478479215458034856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/8478479215458034856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/08/worthless-but-not-me.html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-7666969588580780595</id><published>2009-08-26T17:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T17:20:21.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going crazyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody help me with adobe cs4.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;)':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-7666969588580780595?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-1006873500699951538</id><published>2009-08-23T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T17:03:02.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i'm home i...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lazy to bathe&lt;br /&gt;-lazy to buy food for myself&lt;br /&gt;-pour water also&lt;br /&gt;-want to sleep but won't&lt;br /&gt;-glue my eyes to the computer and at a very close distance&lt;br /&gt;-get so bored i go nuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;17 nov 07 our first date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-1006873500699951538?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3990629561370483716</id><published>2009-08-19T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:01:55.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucked up life, fucked up people, fucked up school and fucked up part-time job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3990629561370483716?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3990629561370483716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=3990629561370483716' title='0 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type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFwWXZxnI/AAAAAAAAAaE/amlPEUF-jMI/s1600-h/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFwWXZxnI/AAAAAAAAAaE/amlPEUF-jMI/s320/IMG_0249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365271228021589618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st birthday cake&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFwAEl3dI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SScnkOjZ0es/s1600-h/IMG_0247.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFwAEl3dI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/SScnkOjZ0es/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365271222037110226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my surprise! Pretty yeah?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFws8adPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/LiFTGDFQsJY/s1600-h/IMG_0250.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFws8adPI/AAAAAAAAAaM/LiFTGDFQsJY/s320/IMG_0250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365271234082403570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make a wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVI62P2j1I/AAAAAAAAAbE/uJ6QJzEcdco/s1600-h/5731_128792939879_557714879_3209014_5207434_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVI62P2j1I/AAAAAAAAAbE/uJ6QJzEcdco/s320/5731_128792939879_557714879_3209014_5207434_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365274706913431378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woo, cried during my 2nd surprise!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVI7vggbMI/AAAAAAAAAbU/r6V4qxBNEvA/s1600-h/5731_128792944879_557714879_3209015_2893785_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVI7vggbMI/AAAAAAAAAbU/r6V4qxBNEvA/s320/5731_128792944879_557714879_3209015_2893785_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365274722284104898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My birthday present from the NYP girls&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVI72m7hiI/AAAAAAAAAbc/rhtr70cjxqo/s1600-h/5731_128792924879_557714879_3209011_7574193_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVI72m7hiI/AAAAAAAAAbc/rhtr70cjxqo/s320/5731_128792924879_557714879_3209011_7574193_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365274724190094882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVI7GAeNhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/dA7H-1u42j0/s1600-h/5731_128792929879_557714879_3209012_4058809_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVI7GAeNhI/AAAAAAAAAbM/dA7H-1u42j0/s320/5731_128792929879_557714879_3209012_4058809_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365274711143888402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Card done by them (:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFw8D65yI/AAAAAAAAAaU/SkYFDL1p9sU/s1600-h/IMG_0254.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFw8D65yI/AAAAAAAAAaU/SkYFDL1p9sU/s320/IMG_0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365271238140421922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Simple celebration at home (:&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the most surprising celebration cos I had a really weird mixture of feelings - shocked, surprised, confused, touched, happy and cheated! bitchzing said she need to go get something at Raffles Town Club before going to H's house. When we reached there, I was still saying...'Your friend rich sia, stay at suite!' It turns out that Gwen was in the room when Bitch pressed the doorbell! The next thing I know is that the rest of the 6 girls started singing birthday song to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVH0Hg15lI/AAAAAAAAAak/dUc_Pgsk8S0/s1600-h/IMG_0263.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVH0Hg15lI/AAAAAAAAAak/dUc_Pgsk8S0/s320/IMG_0263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365273491777381970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprise from my favourite girls in the world! Nice card by G.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFxdJhVxI/AAAAAAAAAac/Bbz4ZwXL5Uc/s1600-h/IMG_0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFxdJhVxI/AAAAAAAAAac/Bbz4ZwXL5Uc/s320/IMG_0255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365271247022282514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVH0WCVggI/AAAAAAAAAas/P3eKyicBBsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVH0WCVggI/AAAAAAAAAas/P3eKyicBBsQ/s320/IMG_0264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365273495675961858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guitarist for the birthday song!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVH0-WajjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/HtEnD_9Q4ko/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVH0-WajjI/AAAAAAAAAa0/HtEnD_9Q4ko/s320/IMG_0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365273506497596978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Gwennie for booking the suite!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVH1FqH2lI/AAAAAAAAAa8/MJTjAKm-B1k/s1600-h/IMG_0269.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVH1FqH2lI/AAAAAAAAAa8/MJTjAKm-B1k/s320/IMG_0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365273508459305554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bitch! She's the one that can really lie well la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOVT2dtlI/AAAAAAAAAb8/IMCg0tclQqg/s320/IMG_0260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365280659094746706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOURiyM8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/8CGuA_rlSfc/s1600-h/IMG_0256.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOURiyM8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/8CGuA_rlSfc/s320/IMG_0256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365280641295463362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A mega jacuzzi! Almost all 9 of us were in there!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOVrsC0bI/AAAAAAAAAcE/a9o8wi29DYk/s1600-h/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOVrsC0bI/AAAAAAAAAcE/a9o8wi29DYk/s320/IMG_0275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365280665493492146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at what 9 girls can do...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOUy1ej5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/iZ4ETVRrVCc/s1600-h/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOUy1ej5I/AAAAAAAAAbs/iZ4ETVRrVCc/s320/IMG_0258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365280650232237970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Balloons and washroom&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOVB7PmgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/E_QxkoNzNQs/s1600-h/IMG_0259.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVOVB7PmgI/AAAAAAAAAb0/E_QxkoNzNQs/s320/IMG_0259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365280654282955266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kinda grand huh...&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU EVERYBODY ONCE AGAIN! I LOVE Y'ALL VERY MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVQM6EFuXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NtTkKZknl3c/s1600-h/IMG_0276.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/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVQM6EFuXI/AAAAAAAAAcM/NtTkKZknl3c/s320/IMG_0276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365282713756875122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2148772684584109694?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2148772684584109694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=2148772684584109694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2148772684584109694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2148772684584109694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/08/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SnVFwWXZxnI/AAAAAAAAAaE/amlPEUF-jMI/s72-c/IMG_0249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4157821171669973834</id><published>2009-07-31T02:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T02:12:36.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 once more!</title><content type='html'>happy birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: yay i'm 18 once again&lt;br /&gt;hb: huh? 18?&lt;br /&gt;me: ya what, 18 once again&lt;br /&gt;hb: stop lying to yourself&lt;br /&gt;me: (silence!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had 4 cakes so far. adeline says according to superstitions, one cannot have more than 3 cakes. opps! but i kinda like it cos... i get to make wishes! what to know what i wished for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st cake: wish for 100 more wishes&lt;br /&gt;2nd cake: wish for 200 more wishes&lt;br /&gt;3rd cake: wish for 300 more wishes&lt;br /&gt;4th cake: wish for 400 more wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so total i have a total of 1000 wishes! and guess what, i intend to wish for the actual thing first, then i will make another wish for my first wish to come true! so if i wish for a bag, i will go like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i wish for a bag!' next, i will make another wish by saying... 'please make my previous wish come true!' and guess what everyone said about my wishes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'you damn greedy!' HAHAHA! but really, how can any one ever get enough of wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's a tribute to everyone who wished me, everyone who planned surprises for me, everyone who bought me cards/presents (especially the bikini!) and everyone who came all the way just for my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a million of XOXO for everyone! XOXO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4157821171669973834?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4157821171669973834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=4157821171669973834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4157821171669973834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4157821171669973834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/07/18-once-more.html' title='18 once more!'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4455502404963481312</id><published>2009-07-23T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:52:36.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it too late to book a hotel room now? because i suddenly want my birthday to be at a boutique hotel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4455502404963481312?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/5699507355088061509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/5699507355088061509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/07/total-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-2644612229865179584</id><published>2009-07-14T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:03:46.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>july and august had never been good months. the same for this year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2644612229865179584?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2644612229865179584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=2644612229865179584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2644612229865179584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2644612229865179584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-and-august-had-never-been-good.html' 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title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4123186124657334764</id><published>2009-07-06T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:04:58.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came home from bsc's first steamboat. am really glad that everyone of us are getting along so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures up on FB! but waiting for more to come from lina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello, do remember that you're not the only one so stop wallowing in self-pity. oh may i also remind you that you brought them upon yourself? so stop stop STOP throwing your tantrums like a little kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4123186124657334764?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4123186124657334764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=4123186124657334764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4123186124657334764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4123186124657334764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-came-home-from-bscs-first.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-8062792895263910316</id><published>2009-07-05T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:41:42.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>for the longest of time, i've been living in self-denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight was a pretty stressful night touching up on the competition report. it is finally coming to an end for real and i certainly do hope that it will be rewarding. so since i reached home and until now, i haven't spoken to HB at all... because i was busy rushing and then when i am done, he is asleep already ): don't know why but there's this guilt in me. oh well, thank you for staying by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life in school now is pretty much mundane but very thankful for happy and nice people there. they make my time pass faster... and that's all i really need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turning 19 in another 25 days. i'm kinda upset about it. why can't i stay as a baby forever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-8062792895263910316?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/8062792895263910316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=8062792895263910316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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italic;"&gt;If i told you things i did before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; told you how i used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Would you go along with someone like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you knew my story word for word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had all of my history&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Would you go along with someone like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us believe that wrongs aren't wrong if it's done by 'nice' people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The statement is so true and it disgusts me TOTALLY. Whether are you the 'many of us' or the 'nice people', if you're one of them, you simply just disgusts me from head to toe, left to right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6619135437991977925?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6619135437991977925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=6619135437991977925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6619135437991977925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6619135437991977925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-past-is-catching-up-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-2073273899566697243</id><published>2009-06-24T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:55:24.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer's in your heart.</title><content type='html'>9am-5.30pm: NYP&lt;br /&gt;6.30pm: Tuition&lt;br /&gt;9pm: Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the routine continues everyday until Friday. WHEN CAN I COMPLETE MY GOSSIP GIRL S2?!!??!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th June - deadline for Nestle marketing competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saving up saving up!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2073273899566697243?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2073273899566697243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=2073273899566697243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2073273899566697243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2073273899566697243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/summers-in-your-heart.html' title='summer&apos;s in your heart.'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4205296075909363574</id><published>2009-06-14T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:53:47.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red red camera</title><content type='html'>OH YESSSSSS! I bought my camera and a hard disk at the PC show yesterday! I really love my camera to the max!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4205296075909363574?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4205296075909363574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=4205296075909363574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4205296075909363574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4205296075909363574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/red-red-camera.html' title='Red red camera'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3182137919162489221</id><published>2009-06-11T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T10:52:22.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought you're a female!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Today I went on a shopping spree with Hayley. It's true when you put your mind saying 'i want this, i want that', you will never get it. We went by the impromptu method this time round and it freaking works! So, bear that in mind the next time you go shopping! some of my favourite buys were the (my first ever) romper and another pair of oxfords (but heels).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: PS got your Springfield.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley: Huh? What? Spring feel?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Springfield, field.&lt;br /&gt;Hayley: No, there aren't any flowers there.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? SPRINGFIELD LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be like the last stage for the marketing competition. Talking about tomorrow, i've got TWO steamboats within 6 hours... OHMYGOD. I am already growing pretty much cos i can't exercise ): oh well, honeybunny, you better love me still. HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come this Saturday, I will venture bravely into the IT fair together with the massive crowd. Let's hope the camera will still be there and the queue will not be thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously neglecting this space cos i'm so busy being me and being my other online persona.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3182137919162489221?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3182137919162489221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=3182137919162489221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3182137919162489221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3182137919162489221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-thought-youre-female.html' title='I thought you&apos;re a female!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-976404698773068360</id><published>2009-06-09T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:43:05.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgetful</title><content type='html'>I am already forgetful enough and now i'm even more forgetful somebody tell me how to get a memory boost oh my god&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-976404698773068360?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/976404698773068360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=976404698773068360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/976404698773068360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/976404698773068360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/forgetful.html' title='forgetful'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-1713035872168263209</id><published>2009-06-09T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:00:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want a nice simple blazer! where can i get it?! but i am so fussy about it. i don't want it to look formal, material must be cooling, not those longgg kind, best if it is three quarter sleeved. haha, i am so fussy i know and i know you knew that i'm fussy long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is coming..................... and it is scary.......................... but thank God last year i made a wish and the wish is to stay 18 forever. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've got 1.5 months left as an 18.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-1713035872168263209?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/1713035872168263209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=1713035872168263209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1713035872168263209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/1713035872168263209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-nice-simple-blazer-where-can-i.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-6563786048654229076</id><published>2009-05-31T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:33:20.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you dumdum give me gumgum</title><content type='html'>- watched Night at the Museum 2 with G and H! It was good!&lt;br /&gt;- came home to watch Night at the Museum 1! It was good too!&lt;br /&gt;- I am so stupid to watch 2 first then 1.&lt;br /&gt;- Today is last day of Miss Selfridge sales!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Almost wanted to try walking home from town this AFTERNOON&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't cause my 'auntie' came so suddenly!!!&lt;br /&gt;- I've many many pictures to upload!!!&lt;br /&gt;- I want to invite some of my family members to celebrate my birthday with me&lt;br /&gt;- Those family members who come uninvited will be sent out. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;- Hope mom buys me hard disk and IPT during this coming IT fair!&lt;br /&gt;- I haven't requested for her to get anything for me this year!&lt;br /&gt;- So this is going to be the first time this year and the last time this year&lt;br /&gt;- Hooked on this korean show&lt;br /&gt;- Everyone hates me now cause of the competition ):&lt;br /&gt;- And I can't believe we really joined and in the midst of it now!!!&lt;br /&gt;- I WANNA GO CLUBBING.&lt;br /&gt;- But i don't want to go to a club flooded with people of my age or younger than me - ewww!&lt;br /&gt;- I still like DBL-O.&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks Zing for introducing DBL-O to me back then!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Meet you(Zing) when I'm rich again.&lt;br /&gt;- And yes, shopping again!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;- I told boyf that I will pass him $250 every month for safekeeping cos I don't want to misuse my money away - saving it for a good bag!&lt;br /&gt;- Then now how to buy all my make-up??!?!?!!?!&lt;br /&gt;- By now you would have realised I can't blog properly anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE PEEPO. LAO NIANG IS VERY BUSY. NO TIME FOR YOU!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6563786048654229076?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6563786048654229076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=6563786048654229076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6563786048654229076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6563786048654229076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-dumdum-give-me-gumgum.html' title='you dumdum give me gumgum'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-2932662324899319469</id><published>2009-05-22T08:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:54:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!</title><content type='html'>THE BBQ AND PHYSIO WENT GREATTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like what i did for physio today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2932662324899319469?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2932662324899319469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=2932662324899319469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2932662324899319469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2932662324899319469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='!'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-9055384128974678509</id><published>2009-05-19T09:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T09:30:28.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM GODDAMN IRRITATED</title><content type='html'>I HATE IT WHEN YOU FUCKING NAG AT ME NAG AT WHAT I DO AND THEN JUMP TO CONCLUSIONS ABOUT EVERYTHING I FUCKING HATE IT TO THE MAX MY GOD! I DON'T NEED YOU TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO OR WHAT NOT TO DO BECAUSE I'VE SPENT 19 YEARS ON THIS BLOODY EARTH AND I BELIEVE I CAN DIFFERENTIATE RIGHT AND WRONG VERY WELL SO PLEASE STOP ALL YOUR UNECESSARY NAGGINGS BECAUSE I DON'T NEED THEM AND NEVER WILL. I'VE MY CHOICE. THE LIBERTY WHICH I FULLY DESERVEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rightttttttttttttttttttt. yesterday i spent a quite a mini bomb at the DRX again. OHMYGOD. I WANT EVERY ALLERGY/PAIN OF MINE TO DISAPPPEAR SO I WON'T HAVE TO PAY FOR ALL THESE UNWANTED AILMENTS EVER AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must i must i must i must NOT THINK ABOUT THAT MISS SELFRIDGE LONG SKIRT... IT'S BEEN ON MY FUCKING MIND FOR FUCKING DAYS EVER SINCE I SAW IT THAT DAY. TOLD MYSELF I CAN FIND SOMETHING NICE TOO ELSEWHERE BUT APPARENTLY, GOT ANY SHOPS AS NICE AS MISS SELFRIDGE MEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: my money must be safely kept for  honey's present next month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-9055384128974678509?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9055384128974678509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=9055384128974678509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/9055384128974678509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/9055384128974678509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-goddamn-irritated.html' title='I AM GODDAMN IRRITATED'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-2962950618153350863</id><published>2009-05-18T09:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:29:05.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POUTS!</title><content type='html'>very sian to go all the way to town to see my skin doctor with a make-up free face!!! somemore going to rain really heavily soon!!! where should i alight so that i won't have to walk in the rain??? omg... somemore have to go back to school for projects! why isn't my holidays like a decent holiday???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW LAO NIANG IS GOING OUT WITH ZINGYYYYYY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-2962950618153350863?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/2962950618153350863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=2962950618153350863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2962950618153350863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/2962950618153350863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/pouts.html' title='POUTS!'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-6438230215782143389</id><published>2009-05-12T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:54:17.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lame</title><content type='html'>mum: eh! that nasi lemak(mas selamat) catch already ah?&lt;br /&gt;me: (think hard) oh! ya!&lt;br /&gt;sister: (laughs) kena caught by ikan bilis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: my mum couldn't remember the name fully and she anyhow said nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-6438230215782143389?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/6438230215782143389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=6438230215782143389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6438230215782143389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/6438230215782143389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/lame.html' title='lame'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-4834921186313918722</id><published>2009-05-07T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T23:20:23.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>somebody give me a santa claus this year...&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;i want them also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-4834921186313918722?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/4834921186313918722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=4834921186313918722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4834921186313918722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/4834921186313918722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/somebody-give-me-santa-claus-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-3795900175894812536</id><published>2009-05-06T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:28:09.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfaithful</title><content type='html'>everyone's definition of unfaithful varies. personally, i'm really against any form of it. to me, anything that you do behind your partner's back and feel that he/she will be upset when they find out is wrong. so would it have matter whether it was a physical/mental/spiritual affair? and for the active social networkers, cyber or not, does it make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are what some people said-no names mentioned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'the furthest i went with her is heavy petting. i didn't even have sex with her. so it is not an affair.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then did your dick stand when you pet with her!? your dick is a cheap dick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i think adding people online is perfectly normal. just make friends only what.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then what was your intention of adding them? if there is a sincere girl who wants to make friends with you but she is damn fat, damn greasy, damn dirty, damn smelly and damn ugly, will you? 'just make friends only what!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'i just wanted to have a kick - 'fresh' things. but i still love her in my heart what!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bloody hell, you think your girlfriend fish ah! fresh or not fresh. and if you can hurt her like that, you don't love her at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pss: red = my comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-3795900175894812536?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/3795900175894812536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=3795900175894812536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3795900175894812536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/3795900175894812536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/unfaithful.html' title='unfaithful'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-477848812403405643</id><published>2009-05-05T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:20:59.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first post made in public</title><content type='html'>blogging from SGH - currently waiting for my turn at the pharmacy. it is taking so long and thank God i brought the lappy along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's later. i can't help but to complaint... WHY IS SCHOOL 4 DAYS THIS WEEK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm all burned(or is it burnt) out this week. hope i will not fall sick!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-477848812403405643?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/477848812403405643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=477848812403405643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/477848812403405643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/477848812403405643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-post-made-in-public.html' title='first post made in public'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2745099846526360403.post-9044902710903159308</id><published>2009-05-02T09:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T09:37:47.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sociable or not!</title><content type='html'>you know sometimes i get so anti-social i don't talk or talk the minimal i can so my silence will just blend me to the background. i am really that anti-social sometimes. people talk to me and i don't reply because i see no need to talk to them and if i ever talk to them, it makes me stupid or something. oh my god, i am so anti-social. i think i'm weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i remember for a long period of time, i was quite sociable. until my family couldn't stand it because either i'm out for days and nights (1 whole week's the record) or i'm home but hogging the phone all night long. they told me that they felt like my friends were my family at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a whole series of 'drama', i just grew out of it all one day! like what, no other people can win my girls and the whole time i felt like they're the ones that really contributed alot to my teenage years and only with them, i feel the most comfortable.. and it's like people out there, they're so omfg. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who needs bitches when i've got girlfriends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until now, i still find that i'm alot more toned down than the last time. maybe cos i played too much when i was younger. i don't even feel like playing at all now. i'm like so done with all those playing. all i want is just my ideal life and if you know me well enough, you'll know what's my ideal life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that, i think, i will still remain anti social as the way i am. i don't really care although sometimes i wish i could be a tad bit more sociable. but yeah, i think there really isn't a need for it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2745099846526360403-9044902710903159308?l=mannequin-girl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/feeds/9044902710903159308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2745099846526360403&amp;postID=9044902710903159308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/9044902710903159308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2745099846526360403/posts/default/9044902710903159308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mannequin-girl.blogspot.com/2009/05/sociable-or-not.html' title='sociable or not!'/><author><name>scarletstarlet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17285972305181721642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jiVOTyXjlug/SbNTrvihDHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/6FBFdNt6BM4/S220/Photo0094_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
