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  <title>We're plastic but we'll still have fun</title>
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  <updated>2009-07-15T12:10:25Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:118372</id>
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    <title>Goodbye.</title>
    <published>2009-07-08T15:56:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-15T12:10:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I've &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;MOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://angelamaryann.wordpress.com"&gt;http://angelamaryann.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:118144</id>
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    <title>Three's the party</title>
    <published>2009-04-18T15:53:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-18T15:57:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've no pictures to add so this will be a pretty boring entry!&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Towned with B! It was pretty fun considering that we had no plan in mind, and we just went where our feet took us. I'm the type of person who needs plans to look forward to, a direction, but I guess sometimes we do need a break, and for once, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;go with the flow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :) Grace and Linda later gave us a lift after the photoshoot to HomeClub!&amp;nbsp;Thanks dear, for waiting for me to finish. 3 hours to be exact. That boy really has patience!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Joelle!!&amp;nbsp;I really hope you liked your present! It's personalised and all, but i'm sooo afraid it's too girly or something, but nonetheless, I hope you had a great time!&amp;nbsp;It was nice to see KC, Becky, Joelle after so long. Catch up-ed a little then B and I had to head home after some drinks. I am so weak. I was feeling all jelly-ish after like a wee bit of drinks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Is. Absolutely. Hot. I could almost evaporate from all the heat. Helped Zoe gather girls for Grid girls, and got to meet new people! Pretty pretty girls :) Saw Mohan there too! Our Gatsby guardian, heh! Town is certainly the BEST place for people-watching. Suddenly, there were plenty of good-looking girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met B for a while, had our favourite Koi Cafe tea ( the loveeee ), and he accompanied me to the Airport to meet &lt;strong&gt;SAM &amp;amp; JO!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Omg, those two!&amp;nbsp;The last time we met up was about... a year ago?? Haha. Lots of catching up done over 3.5 hours&amp;nbsp;(it's not enough!!), and I must say it's extremely fun to hang out with those two!! They would tease me about my horrible chinese speaking skills, and bimbotic, and would tickle my funny bone like no tomorrow. Love you two laaa :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;AND IM GOING &lt;strong&gt;HONGKONG&lt;/strong&gt;!!! MID MAY! WOOOOOOOOOOO!&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:117899</id>
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    <title>Death by H</title>
    <published>2009-04-14T15:30:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-14T15:31:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img width="500" height="375" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7829.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hanging around the &lt;em&gt;Gatsby&lt;/em&gt; girlies for a few days now. Lots more schools to go to, including TP, but guess what!&amp;nbsp;I'll be doing Boat Asia then, so muahaha, there won't be any recognising or embarrassing moments. Meeting Lurvies on Sat (and more of her during boat asia!!&amp;nbsp;can't wait!), then evening with Sam &amp;amp; Jo!&amp;nbsp;Like finallyyyyyy please. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to run away from something that set me free almost 2 weeks ago, but I guess facing up is inevitable. I've gotten a headstart in doing it but it seems to be progressing so slow. This is bad, I know. Forgive me, the trauma from those two months with H is simply, indescribable. Ask any of the RVMers and you'll know why. Another 2 months with H and it'll be over? I don't think so!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please excuse the incessant whinings, but he's really ugh-shoot-me-and-let-me-die-now-instead-of-facing-him-again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bought things again! I am such an incorrigible person, I swear. After making a few more purchases, I couldn't stand the guilt and started calling up B to fess up. He ended up ROFL all the way and was not of much comfort. He does nothing to curb my bad habits!&amp;nbsp;:( Which is a bad and a good thing. Oh dearrrr.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last words to all ADMers - &lt;strong&gt;ENJOY IT WHILE IT LASTS BABIESSSS.&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:117580</id>
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    <title>Right round</title>
    <published>2009-04-08T03:10:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-08T03:10:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I can never seem to save... :(&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating much?&lt;br /&gt;Guess the only way out is to, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KEEP EM COMING IN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:117323</id>
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    <title>Headaches are not my friends</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T11:17:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T11:17:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img width="450" height="338" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7799.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is as hot as it gets! Though I like sunny blue days, I do not appreciate the humidity and heat that comes along with it. But it's better now, much, better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weeks are gonna be busy! Moving from school to school, and yes I'll be covering TP too, oh dearrr, hehe!&amp;nbsp;I'm just hoping that the costume is not the same as the last one. :/ I'm a bit worried bout the toll, but lets hope all that exercise I've been trying to do will pay off. Gotta be strong, and yes B, I'll take it a day at a time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got two books from my two favourite authors, and it'll take me through those nights...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:117015</id>
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    <title>Sunshine</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T15:03:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-31T15:03:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We were on our way back home when we spotted this lovely place! The sight +&amp;nbsp;the bright sun = picture-worthy!&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="260" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7786.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="800" height="800" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/random1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="800" height="800" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/random2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="800" height="800" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/random3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="800" height="800" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/random4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you. I wish there were more things to fill our nights...&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:116790</id>
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    <title>Disney Magic</title>
    <published>2009-03-30T04:56:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-30T05:03:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The HOLIDAYS are here! It officially commence, today !&amp;nbsp;(: I know many of us are paitently (or not) waiting for this very period of time. School's been terribly hectic, with the last week of school being the worst. Many days and&amp;nbsp;nights of staying in school (till 1.30AM, can you believe that!!), ugly camp clothes and slippers, heavy eye bags etc etc, but guess what! It's all finally over!&amp;nbsp;We even celebrated our last day of school at Sakura, buffet (: Which kind of screwed up my stomach for a few days, but oh well, it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so, a few weeks back, I went to see Disney Princess on Ice! How long has it been, gosh. Maybe like 10+ years since i saw this kind of shows? Heh. But it was awesomeee with the captial A!&amp;nbsp;Okay la, at least it was worth our money. I think kids definitely enjoyed it better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="303" alt="" width="400" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/disney5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;img height="700" alt="" width="700" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/disney1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="700" alt="" width="700" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/disney2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="700" alt="" width="700" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/disney3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="700" alt="" width="700" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/disney4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Hokay, baby's here, time for lunch, bye!&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:116641</id>
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    <title>FML</title>
    <published>2009-03-26T16:13:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-26T16:13:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's almost over... everyone's tired. Just one more left, one more lap, I'm hardly even walking. Okay, knock out time. Haven't even touched on display application guide dued tomorrow... overspent today. Fucking broke, not even funny. I'm tired okay nightzxz, life + nicer entries, NEXT WEEK.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:116320</id>
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    <title>Monday is my temptation day</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T02:26:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-24T02:28:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This sudden wave of being so tired is really draining me... 3 more days... Thank God! I don't really understand why. Well, it's not like I've been compromising on my sleep. I'm just really, really tired, burn out. I've been looking like shitzxz everywhere. Sorry annie, if i'm like totally tarnishing the page, hahaha. Oh gosh. Check out my latest wear to school! The ultimate camp wear!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't wait for my latest buys, the denim jacket woooozxzx!&amp;nbsp;It's so nice!&amp;nbsp;Retail therapy would definitely cheer me up! I really like Grace's hair and I've been contemplating on cutting it short not that short... but i know, regret regret regret. Okay, they've warned me bout the consequences, so it shall be staying that way for a while?&amp;nbsp;(: Mondays are temptation days, and I'm liking it that way, at least it doesn't make it so blue-y anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so going to plonk myself somewhere to sleep right after presentation at 3, but noooo, cannot, there's still VMP. -mutters profanities-&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 3 more days y'all!&amp;nbsp;ADMers, hold on!&amp;nbsp;(:</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:116028</id>
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    <title>School</title>
    <published>2009-03-22T02:20:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-22T02:20:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img width="350" height="467" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/SWZKF0dYElcj9dwaAm5sv32ro1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our souls get worn out with perfection. Does perfection cease to not co-exist with our living. Another day, another night, another day to go on the fight. Struggling through those waking hours, yearning to create something of worth. Pushing away the night for words that can't fill my lines. Everyday, shuffling through, let the mind fill us with deceit, but no matter how many times we tell ourselves, &amp;quot;we're not tired&amp;quot;, we will eventually be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hope my soul gets some sort of peace during mass later, before artfriend, and beginning another day of work. tentatively, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 more days.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:115865</id>
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    <title>Sigh</title>
    <published>2009-03-18T16:00:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-18T16:00:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;No life no life no life no life no life no life. &lt;br /&gt;There's 243546453243 things to do and only 2 girls to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;No time? So scared?&lt;br /&gt;No time to be scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OFF TO BED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller; "&gt;i really need you now, more than ever, my pillar of support, please be here, be more than what your words can take you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:114968</id>
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    <title>Caught in the middle</title>
    <published>2009-03-06T16:14:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-06T16:15:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;6th March:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juicy Couture Fitting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="300" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/n695762101_1950624_7825289.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;With dear &lt;strong&gt;Zoe&lt;/strong&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;I look especially tired after pulling a almost all nighter stint. &lt;br /&gt;Presentations and whatnot, killer much?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="300" height="566" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/n695762101_1950650_3570002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small; "&gt;(All pictures credit to Zoe darling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HuiLing&lt;/strong&gt;'s in it tooooo! (:&amp;nbsp;(:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;She's my favourite partner from Gatsby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems like an event to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;Cute outfits, hair/make-up sponsored, plus poochie handling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Mention 'Dogs' and I'll light up immediately! -wide grin-&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Positive?</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T02:24:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T04:58:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Maybe, if I stop thinking about how bad it is, it won't be so bad afterall.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:114283</id>
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    <title>How much can you give?</title>
    <published>2009-03-01T03:52:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-01T03:52:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="265" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/16240002.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="265" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/16240005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="265" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/16240004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="300" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/16240009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March, the last lap. C'mon, it's not that impossible. I can do this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:114131</id>
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    <title>Computer games make me dizzy</title>
    <published>2009-02-27T16:17:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-27T16:17:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">L4D w Matt &amp;amp; his friends today. First and Last time!!&amp;nbsp;Like omg, the whole game made me dizzy + nauseous from lunch. Totalleh sucks. Haha. It was so stupid. I'm sorry, I tried baby, to bridge those games of yours and me. So not working out! LOL. After ditching them, I went to sleep while they continued their game w such fervent enthusiasm. Boys can be such geeks!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the rest of the normal people's holidays, while us, abnormal people still have school, well well. It's okay. It's not going to deter B &amp;amp; i from our holiday plans!&amp;nbsp;Many discovery trips around Sg, can't wait!&amp;nbsp;Starts tmr!!&amp;nbsp;:)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:113895</id>
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    <title>In less than 24 hours</title>
    <published>2009-02-26T11:09:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-26T11:09:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't wait till your exams are doing baby. I'm bored, stuck at home half the time, looking at the amount of work i have to complete. Well I have to complete them anyway, but that's not the issue. Can't wait to hit the town, gym, coolest places only accessible by cars with you this holidays! Tomorrow b b!!&amp;nbsp;Oh yes, that car license in May. I'll show you I don't drive like a dork, and isn't it so cool, I'm totally in the men's seat, and you're by the sidelines, hahahah!&amp;nbsp;Luv youuuu. (:</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Fourteen.</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T16:16:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T16:16:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img width="350" height="441" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:113353</id>
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    <title>Can we?</title>
    <published>2009-02-21T14:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-21T14:58:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know what I'd really want to do?&amp;nbsp;Get a disposable / polaroid whatever, and document&lt;em&gt; our&lt;/em&gt; lives, in film. Won't that be so cool?&amp;nbsp;Okay, I so need my developed pictures to turn out nice, been looking like shit mannn, underexposed etc etc... ):</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:113019</id>
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    <title>I need company, really</title>
    <published>2009-02-20T09:41:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-20T09:42:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been having quite a spate of bad luck. Broken down air-con (w the hot hot weather it was killer!!), spoil Mac charger, finger with a cut that bleeds like mad, and falling ill. But all's better now. Only that I wish the weather's better. It's really really hot. Makes me feel like not doing anything cept lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday, I had a fantastic instructor for driving!&amp;nbsp;He's the best so far, really!&amp;nbsp;He concluded the whole lesson, pointed out what I did really well, and what could be further improved on, which makes me more aware of what I can do better on. He encouraged me to quickly book my test, which I should, soon, and i think the earliest I can take it is, Mid May. But that's not so bad! (: By far, no one has ever done that. Like, pointing out and teaching me the things I ought to take note of while doing the practical test. (Some did too though, just not to that extent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrap hibernation, I'm bored to the max. I need some company, right now. ): Games can only entertain me for a while. Let's hope it gets better tomorrow...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:112688</id>
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    <title>If this isn't love</title>
    <published>2009-02-15T12:57:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-15T13:01:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">L o v e &amp;nbsp;(&amp;nbsp;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="450" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day started off with me being late for driving, and forgot my PDL &amp;amp; wallet, ended up with me driving round the circuit when I could have drove to Tampines. But it's okay. It was a humid and hot day, geez. Baby came to meet me at the driving centre, really sweet of him! Went back home, grabbed some stuff and left off for Cedar Girl's Fiesta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="300" height="400" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7429.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img width="300" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a lot of people, hence making the already hot and stuffy school even worst. But it's fun nonetheless. Baby's right, its the company that counts. Me thinks the best buy has got to be the hotdogs!&amp;nbsp;(:&amp;nbsp;Fan of it now because of that silly boy!&amp;nbsp;His cousins came over and later they drove to their house. It's so huge and nice!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left shortly to our destination!&amp;nbsp;We settled on Jacks Place for dinner simply because we loved that place as kids and we haven't been there for a very long time, so why not? They had a special menu that was simply deliciousssss. Omg. I can't stop raving bout the food! So reasonably priced (for that night)&amp;nbsp;and gooood!&amp;nbsp;:DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="300" height="400" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img width="300" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7432.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appetizers. Okay, i really can't remember the name of the dishes, but the sauce was heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="600" height="450" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7437.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the soup + garlic bread!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="600" height="450" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so good, so good, so good! The steak was so tender and luv the potatoes too!&amp;nbsp;(((:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="600" height="450" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7448.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, the dolce (italian for dessert)!&amp;nbsp;A pretty nice way to end off the dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="600" height="450" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7450.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, sparkling juice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="450" height="600" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, to a certain extent, Vday IS overrated, but I mean its just a day set aside to spread some love, and spend some lovely time together with your other half, friends, or even family. This year, however, B &amp;amp; I decided not to get gifts, because we're pretty busy and we don't want to waste money, so a good dinner would suffice. And we had a great cozy time together!&amp;nbsp;:D I think, that's what matters most.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:112576</id>
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    <title>This is a love song</title>
    <published>2009-02-13T12:51:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-13T13:00:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Zouk Flea day +&amp;nbsp;Complimentary Ettusais makeover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="293" alt="" width="220" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some &lt;em&gt;me fun time&lt;/em&gt; having a makeover. I especially love the way they draw my eyes, which I can never ever do it on myself again, aw man. But love the eyeliner, so I&amp;nbsp;bought it then, it's screwing up on me now, don't know why. Maybe the infrequent usage?&amp;nbsp;Wasted a lot, such a pity. Headed down to the Zouk flea!&amp;nbsp;The only time you'll ever see us being early, are times like these. Haha. It's pretty funny because we are well-known late comers. Well, just ask our friends!&amp;nbsp;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="267" alt="" width="200" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" width="200" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7390.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="150" alt="" width="200" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7383.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" width="200" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" width="200" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7387.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" width="200" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby got a really good buy.&amp;nbsp;A &lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;red fred perry &lt;/span&gt;authentic bag! It looks awesoomeeeee. (: Lucky him snatched early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" width="400" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/IMG_7398.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contented with our loot for the day and I headed to Crystal Jade Shanghai @ T3 for my Aunt's Bday dinnnerrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="600" alt="" width="600" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/yijo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="301" alt="" width="600" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/yijo2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little cousin is sooo adorable, but he's really naughty eh! Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I'VE PASSED MY FTT! -throws confetti! 
&lt;br&gt;Ahh, but there's still the major driving lesson, and it seems difficult! 
&lt;br&gt;Confidence is the key, and I didn't do so well last lesson. Super careless. 
&lt;br&gt;Another lesson tomorrow morning, can't wait. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you tomorrow&amp;nbsp;b b. &lt;font color="#666666"&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:112193</id>
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    <title>A song about a girl</title>
    <published>2009-02-11T14:28:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-11T14:46:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;Hello hello, I'm bored but in the midst of studying for FTT which is on Friday. That's two days from now and I'm really not prepared. I bet i'll fail all the e-trial tests. Hehe. But it's okay, because B will be with me, in the same room, doing the same tests! Hoho!&amp;nbsp;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy, V day is coming. It reminds me badly of days back in SAC. Where V day truly comes alive. All the lovin' and gift-exchanging, simply the best, and a much needed distraction from school's monotony. I'll be having driving lessons on V-day, morning, yay! Totally digging driving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://scarletroom.livejournal.com/"&gt;Scarletroom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has updated, and here are some of my picks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="343" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/Outofcontrolteeblack.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/Outofcontrolteewhite.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/Bibpockettop2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="250" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/FulllengthHaremPants2-1.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/Strappyheels2.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. The harem pants are so rad. Totally comfy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&amp;quot; Take control of your destiny, believe in yourself, ignore those who try to discourage you, avoid negative sources, people, places, things and habits. Don&amp;rsquo;t give up and don&amp;rsquo;t give in. &amp;quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; "&gt;Okay, back to studying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littlemissann:111986</id>
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    <title>Yeah, but no.</title>
    <published>2009-02-06T09:15:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-06T09:15:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small; "&gt;We can get through the toughest.&lt;br /&gt;But does it ever get worn out? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="400" height="300" alt="" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y261/boyyouremyaddiction/QyGOt5dgojk1x4grk5wSWWJzo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; months of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H.H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.&lt;br /&gt;He's hilariously stupid, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- runs away screaming&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Could you, would you?</title>
    <published>2009-02-02T15:10:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-02T15:11:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Pictorial posts only from now on (:&lt;br /&gt;At least once a week I promise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, on a personal note, you'll find me elsewhere...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not at all. Don't ask.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>You don't see it but I do!</title>
    <published>2009-02-01T16:24:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-01T16:24:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Key phrase:&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Stop&lt;/strong&gt; eating so much.</content>
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