<?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-11890090</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:56:57.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vintagetrooper(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>70</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-4338904782325510279</id><published>2007-05-26T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:26:53.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby don't hurt me no more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangla-beng-&lt;br /&gt;this is what i nicknamed my DADDY DEAREST (:&lt;br /&gt;nay, not 'cause there's some animosity between us and thus the &lt;strike&gt;derogatory&lt;/strike&gt; awful nick; in fact, we're like BROS, man!&lt;br /&gt;ok well it came 'bout cause he used t be so tan(like a bangla!) &amp; has this really huge&amp;amp;sharp nose which normal chinese men don't usually have.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the beng part is uhm 'cause MY DAD DIGS TECHNO! &amp;amp;heavy metal, slow rock blahblah. aye basically just anythg that shakes the roof/ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&amp; because he wants to dye his hair BLONDE zomgggg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm dedicating this entry t him 'cause yesterday 25may was his 47th birthday!&lt;br /&gt;NOW PLEASE SEND IN ALL YOUR WARMEST REGARDS, GREETINGS AND WELL-WISHES T MY DAD, THE MR BEAN LOOK-ALIKE! (: nevermind if it's belated or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by far, he's the most nonsensical chinese father i've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;he taught me wrestling when i was 4; introduced Guns 'N' Roses t me 11yrs ago(&amp;told me t headbang with him t the booming music in the background which resulted in mom's banning of us playing GNR's music at home. she thought we went crazy.); allowing me t punch his tummy whenever i want t; throwing me into the pool(with no floats zomg!) right after i told him i finally learnt how t swim; backstabbing my mom(hahahaha inside joke) &amp; aiya alot of crazy stuff which im not obligated t list it all out for you (: if you are my fren, you should have already heard many exciting tales of my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;envious right, kids?&lt;br /&gt;well don't be, just learn t be more appreciative of your dad. everytime he pisses you off, just think how much time he's left and understand his anxiety that he can't nag us forever so he must nag here and now. the same goes for mom, but uhm im having more difficulties for that so haha!&lt;br /&gt;t quote from nat, "count your blessings.  just think hard and you'll find the good in everythg. sometimes we are just too overwhelmed by the bad we simply just shove the good aside and wallow in self-pity. self-pitying seems easier than self-reflecting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes kids, sounds simple but i know it's not easy. i'm trying! so should you!&lt;br /&gt;appreciate your &lt;3 ones and your world will be a much better place! (well, minus Bush and his minions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course he's not always all funlaughter&amp;joy; he's a gemini, he has the other side of him as well, which is the &lt;strike&gt;annoying&lt;/strike&gt;, typical Chinese father side. i'm trying t love that part of him as well (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while you shower your mom with TLC, have you done so for your dad?&lt;br /&gt;make the world a better place, HUG YOUR DAD! (:&lt;br /&gt;who knows, it might contribute t a better economy!&lt;br /&gt;e.g. hug = makes dad happy = more productive = production cap increases.&lt;br /&gt;or simply cause : hug = makes dad happy = gives you more allowance = you spend more = consumption increases = aggregate demand increases as well = national income rises! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this process will have a multiplier effect... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine, im sparing all from my freakonomics. so all in all, i just wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 YOU DAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps: i will upload a pic of the legendary bangla-beng soon. hehe. after i get his permission that is!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-4338904782325510279?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/4338904782325510279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=4338904782325510279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/4338904782325510279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/4338904782325510279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/05/baby-dont-hurt-me-no-more.html' title='baby don&apos;t hurt me no more.'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-5536691687316636793</id><published>2007-05-17T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:18:35.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she says it doesnt hurt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so ... inadequate. like i'm lacking, forever lacking.&lt;br /&gt;no not material wise, but sthg deeeeeeep down.&lt;br /&gt;nat told me my bleeding bank account has A LOT t do with my own inadequacies which i can't really put my finger to. fyi, he can't, too.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's my own irrationality.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's my rashness;  my insecurities; stupidity; temperament... yadayadayadayadayada. the list will go on for a several pages if i were t list em all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very flawed person, i know.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i'm not trying to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;making weeeeeee lil improvements everyday (: like, i'm trying to smile more now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;i just bought another wetseal top online&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHHHH. OK LAST PURCHASE ONLINE FOR THIS WK.&lt;br /&gt;just one more black/white waisted belt and dorothy perkins summer frock and i will stop all my incessant spendings.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sorry i digress, and i was trying t say that ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY APPRECIATE MY FRIENDS &amp;MY FAMILY &amp;amp;MY CLASSMATES !!!&lt;br /&gt;thank you for always bearing my flaws, my inadequacies.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for staying with me through tough times, beautiful times (:&lt;br /&gt;thank you for being so fantabulous!&lt;br /&gt;UTMOST RESPECT &amp; LOVE T Y'ALL! cuz honestly, i wouldn't like me if I met me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/Rkxn7Ml8knI/AAAAAAAAAAg/pQEqqtlp41Y/s1600-h/selltrade+183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/Rkxn7Ml8knI/AAAAAAAAAAg/pQEqqtlp41Y/s320/selltrade+183.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065537947575292530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;hearts; my sunshines who's been thru all shits with me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/Rkxoo8l8kpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/-YkcqQmv8z0/s320/selltrade+187.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065538733554307730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/RkxqRsl8krI/AAAAAAAAABA/rkDBidl2nNs/s1600-h/selltrade+192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/RkxqRsl8krI/AAAAAAAAABA/rkDBidl2nNs/s320/selltrade+192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065540533145604786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; the best sister in the world; she buys me tidbits even thou she only has allowance of $2/day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; alll others. heh i will upload more pics next time.  till then! im going to watch House now! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-5536691687316636793?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/5536691687316636793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=5536691687316636793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/5536691687316636793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/5536691687316636793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/05/she-says-it-doesnt-hurt.html' title='she says it doesnt hurt.'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/Rkxn7Ml8knI/AAAAAAAAAAg/pQEqqtlp41Y/s72-c/selltrade+183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-8052033630925254091</id><published>2007-04-21T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T00:34:13.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for some meme!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as much as i &lt;strike&gt;hate&lt;/strike&gt; doing memes, i have t do this otherwise jodi wont talk t me anymore ): i'm just uhm a month late hunneh! -tugs shirt. HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so here goes: 6 weird facts bout TORRANCE THE GREEK GODDESS. (shut up i dont need your comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. All i need is a pair of pretty undies t make my day. which is precisely why my lovelies always (and i mean ALWAYS) give me undies for my burfdays. thank you, y'all know me too well. &lt;3 &amp; please ah, dont try t peep under my skirt on days when im gay! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I like my man flawed. very flawed. HOHO. i like t play the heroine you see. HEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My left arm is much, MUCH stronger than my right. as proven by nat's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I dig bus-hopping t get lost in places unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I can foresee the latest fashion trends without having to flip thru those glossy mags or browsing thru the mega fashion worldwideweb! ITS TRUE!!! when i was having the strong urge to paint my nails electric blue a yr ago, i was having so much difficulty finding the EXACT SHADE. half a yr later, EVERYWHERE ELECTRIC BLUE! AND DEN! i bought this grey tunic from M&amp;amp;S last dec, it den so happened that GREY's the IN colour NOW! AND AND AND last week i was on a crazy graphic slogan tee spree and tadah, guess what. gwen told me that in Canada, graphic motifs tees are the latest craze in town! hoho im so in this industry. ok maybe this aint weird but -shrugs. i cant find anything more weird bout myself. im quite normal you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'd rather walk for 20mins than t wait 10mins for the shuttle bus t gt me home in 5mins.  I HATE TO WAIT AND DO NOTHING!!! so i'd rather walk and sweat like a polar bear walking in the sahara desert. ok that wont happen but you get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. 'nuff said. IM SO NORMAL OKAY JODI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-8052033630925254091?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/8052033630925254091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=8052033630925254091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/8052033630925254091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/8052033630925254091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-for-some-meme.html' title='time for some meme!'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-3500187522860924395</id><published>2007-04-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T22:07:04.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last night</title><content type='html'>walau eh!&lt;br /&gt;theres this frauder/scammer in some *livejournal selling community based in sg with the same first name as MUA!&lt;br /&gt;amagawd. what if one day some woman(who got conned by that T no2) just come out from nowhere &amp; bitchfight me? WALAU DEN I'LL DIE OF A WRONGFUL DEATH! either from killing that woman &amp;amp;gt sentenced t DEATH OR she whacks me t death. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM REALLY SCARED, LA!&lt;br /&gt;DADDDDYYYYY WHYYYY TORRANCE?&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;WHY NOT CARMEN ELEKTRA LEE ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i thought my name was one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: i wanted t put *livejournal as LJ but it sounds quite wrong &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this way - some *LJ selling community based in sg; &lt;/span&gt;there will definitely be some &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nehnehs&lt;/span&gt; around thinking its some brother dicks selling site. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&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/11890090-3500187522860924395?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/3500187522860924395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=3500187522860924395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/3500187522860924395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/3500187522860924395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/04/last-night.html' title='last night'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-5365830022565736918</id><published>2007-03-25T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T22:02:33.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walmart is love, too.</title><content type='html'>shocker 1: BFF gwen  bought me a dress from walmart t prove that we arent brand whores; that she DOES go t walmart for fashion and that i could carry off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt; style; doesnt matter if its balenciaga, bcbg or walmart.&lt;br /&gt;shocker 2: she got it from the JUNIOR SECTION asdfghjklwtf(?!)&lt;br /&gt;shocker 3: IT FITS ME SO WELL, ITS SWELL! -everyone gasps- I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; PETITE! hahahaha i mean, obviously la. compared t e well-endowed Americans, i'm a molehill and they're the everests. hahahaha! okay so this aint really a shocker but its considered one t some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;assholes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;shocker 4: that woman forgot to mail me the belt of the dress. brilliant. haha! so im jus gon pair my vintage balenciaga belt with that baby. s w e e t. but still, hons, please mail me the belt! (x&lt;br /&gt;shocker 5: the postage fees'(from las vegas t sg simei) almost 1/5 the cost of the dress itself. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes my dedication t e sweetest BFF ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GWEN-MARIE! I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&amp; THE DRESS&lt;br /&gt; &amp; WALMART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;please bring me down t walmart when i go over alright. we'll raid the junior &amp;amp;beauty sections!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-5365830022565736918?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/5365830022565736918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=5365830022565736918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/5365830022565736918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/5365830022565736918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/03/walmart-is-love-too.html' title='walmart is love, too.'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-6600738713046367598</id><published>2007-03-16T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T13:27:28.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>till i get over it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strike&gt;Till I reconciled the fact that you'd changed &amp; find out what went wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm cutting off all contacts of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;in your eyes im always the immature, reckless and irrational brat who's perpetually needy of help, emotional healing and anger management (ha. ha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;why the fuck d'you judge me? why d'you act like you know me like an open book when you don't even think for me(as me). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&amp;I thought you were the truest, the fairest, the best I ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I hope you'll still  be; I treasured you the most, &amp;amp;I still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[/edit]&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(: i'm fine already, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;moving real soon. till i thought up of some kickass blog add that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-6600738713046367598?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/6600738713046367598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=6600738713046367598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/6600738713046367598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/6600738713046367598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/03/till-i-get-over-it.html' title='till i get over it'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-8387371826378706916</id><published>2007-03-04T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:18:36.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dig that</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/RerS3bIBTtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z1xmrR8kII4/s1600-h/8013048.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038070982783356626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/RerS3bIBTtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z1xmrR8kII4/s400/8013048.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; laugh baby, laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-8387371826378706916?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KW94Z08yUIE/RerS3bIBTtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Z1xmrR8kII4/s72-c/8013048.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-3806220623545297453</id><published>2007-02-21T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:53:56.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;LOVE IN A TRASH CAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-3806220623545297453?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/3806220623545297453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=3806220623545297453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/3806220623545297453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/3806220623545297453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-in-trash-can.html' title=''/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-6493636630493155161</id><published>2007-02-16T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:21:09.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wake up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my dear fool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-6493636630493155161?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/6493636630493155161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=6493636630493155161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/6493636630493155161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/6493636630493155161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/02/wake-up-my-dear-fool.html' title=''/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-2994317439276657174</id><published>2007-02-04T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T16:28:09.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna miss the last train home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dear diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i promise you that i'll stop splurging on online shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes i know, what a sinful indulgence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ahhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;till date, i think i've spent close t 300$ on my online purchases alone :O!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my online purchases - dated from 01-Jan t 03 Feb&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- rolling stones necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- wetseal sailor berms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- miss sixty top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- ballerina bagcharm (which was smashed into pieces by yours truly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- two asos bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- rolling stones tee from target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- marykate &amp; ashley "good or bad" lipgloss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- forever 21 plaid cuffed shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- zebra-print pencil case &amp; hp pouch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in e meantime, let's not forget 'bout my "outdoors" retail therapy sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH.MY.GOODNESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;somebody just confiscate my nets card please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prrrruuudeeeennnncccceeee! where art thou?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-2994317439276657174?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/2994317439276657174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=2994317439276657174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/2994317439276657174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/2994317439276657174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wanna-miss-last-train-home.html' title='i wanna miss the last train home'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-3466491591476787368</id><published>2007-01-28T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T15:03:31.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dark blue; electric blues</title><content type='html'>18th was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; yamsheng(i yamsheng-ed &amp;drank right from e bottle) in sch canteen with my class&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;hearts; brownie cake &amp;topshop gift card &amp;amp;pretty photostand &amp;burfdaycard &amp;amp;handmade earrings(pretty gang &amp;my fellow sunshines!)&amp;amp;purple smocked tube&amp; pretty undies(x3) &amp;amp;baby pink tee(canaan, keith &amp;christian) &amp;amp;redlips badge(amanda) &amp;white tractor watch(yw) &amp;amp;red tulips(canaan; yes again. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; birthday treat @fullerton with family&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &lt;em&gt;another &lt;/em&gt;birthday treat @ some spanish restaurant &lt;em&gt;i-forgot-the-name &amp;&lt;/em&gt; wala wala with childhood sweethearts minus gwen&amp;amp;nat ):&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; webcam-ed with nat&amp;gwen&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;hearts; and allllll well-wishes &amp;burfday greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bliss, pure bliss amidst all e crazy shits in jc life .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; -&lt;br /&gt;farewell party @ mrs ng's "resort-styled home"(in her own words) on sat was a &lt;em&gt;bash&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*by now you should know i don't do details xp*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ok gtg t make the very full use of e 18th yr now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-3466491591476787368?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/3466491591476787368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=3466491591476787368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/3466491591476787368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/3466491591476787368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/01/dark-blue-electric-blues.html' title='dark blue; electric blues'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-116913176437553255</id><published>2007-01-18T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T22:49:24.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was young but i wasn't naive</title><content type='html'>WISHY WASHY WACKY(haha) WWWIII-SSSHHH LIST, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. keyring - i'm still using my dad's guy laroche(spelling?) leather keyring &amp;it's beginning t stink. :/&lt;br /&gt;2. PRETTTYYYYY LINGERIE! hahahah!!! ok for girls only. y'know my size? -winks. LOL&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; IPOD NANO! marcus you oweeee me that.&lt;/span&gt; like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIGTIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. handphone pouch. too many scratches on my barely one mth old k800i!! &lt;em&gt;dammit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 10000000 &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slimming sessions&lt;/span&gt; at marine france bodyline. no less no more. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smartass&lt;/span&gt; boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;intelligent beings are sexy&lt;/span&gt;. oh man didnt i jus self-praised? WAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;7. A LAUNDRY BIN that goes with my room decor. which means it has t be wood ('cause everything else in my room is made of wood). yess i live in a jungle; i have woods all around me. hahahah man i love puns.&lt;br /&gt;8. Paper People's notebook/file. they turn me on everytime i step into topshop. so if you gt it for me, i'll be turned on for eternity. ok maybe not eternity.&lt;br /&gt;9. dandelions/daisies/tulips together with handmade cards/letters. note that they're in plural form &amp; comes in a SET. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;10. anything in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my favourite colour&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, done with all the worldly material things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, let's list down my spiritual wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. OPTIMISSIM even when im slapped with blood-bathed scripts &amp;/or bad boyfriend(s).&lt;br /&gt;2. TOLERANCE. (my name is Tor&lt;strong&gt;rance &lt;/strong&gt;but that doesn't mean i have THE TOLE&lt;strong&gt;RANCE&lt;/strong&gt;.) embrace differences!&lt;br /&gt;3. INTELLIGENCE uhh need i say more? this yr As leh. &lt;br /&gt;4. PATIENCE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PATIENCE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PATIENCE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think i can never emphasise enough how badlyyyyy i needed that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. PRUDENCE. i think chrissy&amp; earthee cant agree more.&lt;br /&gt;6. MATURITY. hope it comes with age. y'know as a package kinda thing. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAO! that's it. i think spiritually im quite a happy&amp;contented person (see the short list of my spiritual wants, compared t my material wants)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;8more days t LEGALLY EIGTHEENTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-116913176437553255?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/116913176437553255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=116913176437553255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116913176437553255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116913176437553255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-young-but-i-wasnt-naive.html' title='i was young but i wasn&apos;t naive'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-116904263818742569</id><published>2007-01-17T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T22:03:58.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forever seventeen</title><content type='html'>sorry folks for e lack of update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..wait a min, i take that back 'cause i don't feel sorry;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha OK NVM. just one of my days, y'know when you feel all hyper as though you're experiencing the SUGAR RUSH every min. dig it dig it dig it dig thatttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*note t canaan: y'know you should stop buying me (cheapo 70cents) icecream. see la! look what you've done! sugar overdose LIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok honestly speaking, i think i got tired of blogging. (you must be thinking WHATS NEW RIGHT?!!) i'd really prefer t read other peepo's blog than t update mine. HAHAH no, not voyeurism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I GTG NOW. hahaha jus when you were expecting yours truly t give a blow-by-blow acct of how i spent my terrrrific hols and what nots, im just going t leave you hanging, craaaavingg for more of ME. HAHAHA OH MAANNN don't you jus love suspense? stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I PROMISE I WILL BLOG SOON, LA. like, tmr ok? cause i need t update you kids what i want for my legally eighteenth burfday.  it's so important that i intend t blog than t do my math. HAHAHA ok i confess, it's jus another excuse not t do math. math/sci peepo, YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND MY PAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY GTG NOW, HORATIO(from csi: miami; lest you mofos dont know who my hunk is) is calling meeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-116904263818742569?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/116904263818742569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=116904263818742569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116904263818742569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116904263818742569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2007/01/forever-seventeen.html' title='forever seventeen'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-116239006522141577</id><published>2006-11-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:07:45.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life as we know it</title><content type='html'>a couple of days ago, i met e greatest hypocrite, or nicely put, e greatest pretender ever on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annoyed, yes. baffled, VERY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really baffled at how imbecile that creature can get.  is IT plain stupid or jus plainly overestimating ITS capability? hmmm. then again, it might be both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ynoe what, in e end, i had e last laugh.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk eeenough i'm going t cont'd my mushy conference with gwen&amp;nat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes we're having a 3-way relationship(oooh~!). wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS JUS JOKING, TWERPS.&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you, come again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-116239006522141577?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/116239006522141577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=116239006522141577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116239006522141577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116239006522141577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-as-we-know-it.html' title='life as we know it'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-116192094279632504</id><published>2006-10-27T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T21:49:41.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BABY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/1600/IMG_1286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is very much belated&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BURFDAY (24/10) EARTH AHPOONAY AKA MOH OFFICIAL!&lt;br /&gt;nono, i won't do a shoutout here. heheh all those mushymushy messages are only for e bright and sublimical(wahahaha!!) eyes of earth ahpoonay. heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chrissypoopoo aka shit guru, candice can can, syen e uh SIAN, alex e "monster in e hair" and i had e honour of celebrating earth ahpoonay's exciting eighteenth with her on tues(24/10) at sentosa's palawan beach :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e girls were in charge of e food( 'cause we cant trust e guys with e food, they will prolly feed us with sand n seawater) while e guys took care of e games&amp;drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;uhm it might look kinda miser, but TRUST ME, it was really a spread! there were sinfulicious brownie-cake baked by can, chrissypoo and yours truly; neon beehoon &amp; chicken nuggets by chrissy and filled-with-love sandwiches made by me &amp;amp; my dad(actually, my dad did most of 'em =x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;before we set up our lil cosy picnic, we sent e two lovebirds(syen&amp;earth) t some "romancing" while we prepared e stuff. and of course, we CAUGHT THEM HOT IN ACTION! wahahaha :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SEE! heh i think i'll make a gooood paparazzi. LOL ok im joking. i've BIGGER DREAMS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for more details, please go t candice's blog. im too lazy t type everythg here. heheh but i shall compensate for e lack of content with PICTURES! y'noe what they always say bout "a picture says more than a thousand words"? hell yeah, i've more than A picture. HEH HEH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SEE THAT BIG &amp; BEAUTIFUL POSTER EARTH'S HOLDING? OUR MASTERPIECE! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;look at syen's longing eyes... now now now, don't you two deny there was no ahem between you guys..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;everyone goes "AWWWW...!" heheh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all blacks -- earthee, torrance elektra &amp; candice can can. woohoo look at our biceps! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;getting WET -- elektra, chrissy, can, earthee, hair monster&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FULL HOUSE BABY &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hotttt stuff chrissy poo. oooohhhh~!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my boobs only lookd small when im next t chrissy. LMAO &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is for SYEN, he wants t put this as his display pic, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we kinda re-enact e PAE 06a201's Lit Creative Assignment at e beach; with syen as the Prince(instead of ys), Earth as THE MERMAID &amp; chrissy e evil ursula. HELLUVA FUNNYY! hahaha!! i have e videos of it with me. heheh i will try t upload it on youtube or photobucket asap. heh SO STAY TUNED!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; t all those who saw me after tues, you'll see me as the COOKED LOBSTER. second-degree sunburn ynoe! ouchouchouch! it will take at least 3 weeks t heal ): i may even need t see e doc! sighh suckassss. but but but, at least we all had helluva fun on tues! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i love you sunshines! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-116192094279632504?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/116192094279632504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=116192094279632504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116192094279632504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116192094279632504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-eighteenth-baby.html' title='HAPPY EIGHTEENTH BABY!'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-116109467494620987</id><published>2006-10-17T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:17:55.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's a freight train coming to force your head in check</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Here's the final bullet to put our love to death. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our days are never coming back. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know it's you. I can forget. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bang, bang. Shoot, shoot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a freight train coming to force your head in check. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our love is never coming back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know it's you. I can forget our love forever ending.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the phone with cutie canaan now &amp; he wants me t update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;'cuz he wants me t tell e whole world, ok not e whole world but all who reads my blog that HE IS A CUTIE -.- oh god pls forgive me, i jus sinned. HAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;life's so far so good, with new earrings(hehe thanks canaan!) and quality time spent with besties, pretty people &amp; my family. &lt;br /&gt;heh &amp; those who went t mj open house hoping t see my mooncake face dere, im sorry t disappoint y'all. LOL. went out with canaan instead, t get some proper things done for my new home. haha im not gonna reveal anythg much bout my new home here, i'm a very private person ynoe! :P will probably contact my pretty people and besties for house-warming soon! YAY I CANT WAIT! MY NEW HOUSE IS AWESOME. EVERYTHING THERE IS AWESOME but my room ): ok nvm I STILL THINK IT IS PRETTY AWESOME. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i painted my room ALL BY MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;no joke baby, this is one of my many talents im slowly discovering.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; useless(*priv joke :P) nat painted a small part of my house, the "bombshelter". hahaha&lt;br /&gt;THANKS NATTTYYYY :D&lt;br /&gt;even dad was impressed by our masterpieces. HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i think tts basically it.&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite sick of typing already. haha all thanks t WR(t all those who doesnt noe wat it is, NO IT'S NOT A PERSON'S NAME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zai jian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-116109467494620987?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/116109467494620987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=116109467494620987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116109467494620987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116109467494620987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/10/theres-freight-train-coming-to-force.html' title='There&apos;s a freight train coming to force your head in check'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-116067731153669690</id><published>2006-10-13T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:51:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, FURB.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WARNING: this is not your usual Torrance-styled entry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dear &lt;em&gt;C&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;since &lt;em&gt;you've&lt;/em&gt; dedicated a small portion of &lt;em&gt;your &lt;/em&gt;entry t me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's only prudent of me t reciprocate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;ask around&lt;/strike&gt; open &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; eyes &amp;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;'ll know how successful &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; "event" hs turned out t be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;t be fucking honest with &lt;em&gt;you, &lt;/em&gt;i was fcken looking forward t e games. i needed sthg &lt;strong&gt;physical&lt;/strong&gt; t take my mind off pw &amp;amp;e upcoming dreadful results. (i mean it, no sarcasms intended ynoe.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i guess it's plain obvious that your planning and organisation indeed screwed up big time-- originally-enthusiastic asses(like me. haha i really wanted t play &lt;strong&gt;real, fun &lt;/strong&gt;games!) were immediately turned off by the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;STUPID FUCKING GAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(uh games? seems more like a BE-A-FOOL- FEST t me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like HELLO, which part of wetting hair and passing balls(ooooh sex connotations~) spells FUN? certainly not t me, nor my friend&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;(i mus emphasize the plural) and all others who left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the games sucked and i want none of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok aside from that, i think i need t clear myself from the other &lt;strong&gt;"incident"(though i think its more like an accident):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't even fucking noe there's a prize presentation for the interhouse games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-inserts COURTS/BEST(?! i forgot which =x) advertisement- &lt;/em&gt;"&lt;em&gt;wo zhen de bu zhi dao!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I would really love t go if I KNEW THERE WAS SUCHA THANG. &lt;strong&gt;like, WHO DOESNT LIKE RECEIVING PRIZES?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the only thing i'm sorry 'bout is that i dont enjoy the same kind of fun as &lt;em&gt;you and your comm members&lt;/em&gt; do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as good history students, we must apply what we learn-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEACEFUL CO-EXISTENCE&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mutual civility&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yours truly/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;z end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-116067731153669690?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/116067731153669690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=116067731153669690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116067731153669690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116067731153669690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/10/oh-furb.html' title='oh, FURB.'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-116014844198481354</id><published>2006-10-06T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T23:46:10.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you deserve more loving, baby.</title><content type='html'>as what my squash captain would say, the first blow of "turbulence" has ended.&lt;br /&gt;BUT(sigh yes theres always a BUT to all good shits)&lt;br /&gt;we will all be slapped with our deserves(results, duh) next week, and i can predict yet another catastrophe for yours truly. i dont think theres a need for me t explain WHY, and i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;soooooo.. I MUST ENJOY WHILE I CAN! which means all e days that i'm spared from the blues(go figure) are ALMOST ALL BOOKED! :D i'm still left with tuesday(after econs lecture) so WANT ME BABY, DATE ME before e trs and my parents kick my larger-than-life-ass. wahahaha. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally went t little india with my precious sunshines&lt;br /&gt;well, what can i say? they have never failed t lighten up my day~&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE Y'ALL, MY LOVELY AND GAY SUNSHINE BABYS :D:D&lt;br /&gt;did henna on my left hand, wanted t have it at my ankle but e lady said we can only do it on our hands since we're only paying 3$ each. yes, ONLY 3$! instead of e usual 5$! goo bargain ye? none of us could resist the cheapskate temptation. hahaha.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1240.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahpoonay &amp; the oh-so-shy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;b-e-a-utiful! guess which is mine? :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the next stop, bugis! i seriously think bugis village has lost all its appeal t me. so when all things fail, theres always... TOPSHOP! fell in love with a top &amp; tt gorgeous heels. ahhhh my mom's so gonna pay for these! or maybe not. ohwell!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was home sweet home after a whole day of non-stop shopping(&amp;amp; fooling around)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and right now, i'm savouring this rum&amp;raisin mooncake. ahhhh pure bliss. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy mooncake festival everyone! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;stay tuned for the up and coming GARAGE SALE @ vintagetrooper.blogspot.com!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LATERS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-116014844198481354?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/116014844198481354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=116014844198481354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116014844198481354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/116014844198481354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/10/you-deserve-more-loving-baby.html' title='you deserve more loving, baby.'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115946020892840197</id><published>2006-09-29T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:21:10.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've e lips of an angel, but you sent me t hell.</title><content type='html'>Honey why are you calling me so late&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda hard to talk right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honey why are you crying, is everything okay?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my girl's in the next room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you&lt;br /&gt;I guess &lt;strike&gt;we &lt;/strike&gt;I never really moved on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful&lt;br /&gt;With the lips of an angel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny that you're calling me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And yes I've dreamt of you too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a sadddd song&lt;br /&gt;cry with me, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; no, i did not turn les &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;though &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;'d let me down countless times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115946020892840197?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115946020892840197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115946020892840197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115946020892840197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115946020892840197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/09/youve-e-lips-of-angel-but-you-sent-me.html' title='you&apos;ve e lips of an angel, but you sent me t hell.'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115902996974916865</id><published>2006-09-23T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:14:47.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause you're a god &amp; i'm not</title><content type='html'>y'noe what, &lt;strong&gt;i'm giving it all up. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;period.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause i have fcken issues &amp; my ego's too enormous for me t swallow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115902996974916865?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115902996974916865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115902996974916865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115902996974916865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115902996974916865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/09/cause-youre-god-im-not.html' title='&apos;cause you&apos;re a god &amp; i&apos;m not'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115893662173695928</id><published>2006-09-22T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:50:31.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want you but i dont know what t say, baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Technique Is: Perfect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouagoodkisserquiz/kiss-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your kissing technique is amazing - and you know it.You have the confidence to make the first move.And you always seem to know what kissing style is going to work best.Sometimes you're passionate, sometimes you're a tease. And you're always amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Good Kisser?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tested &amp;amp; proven!&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115893662173695928?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115893662173695928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115893662173695928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115893662173695928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115893662173695928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-want-you-but-i-dont-know-what-t-say.html' title='i want you but i dont know what t say, baby'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115875566749726938</id><published>2006-09-20T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:34:27.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can have the whole of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH FUCK THIS SHITTTTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY IRIVER IS SCREWEDDD. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-STABS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115875566749726938?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115875566749726938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115875566749726938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115875566749726938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115875566749726938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-can-have-whole-of-me.html' title='you can have the whole of me'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115849606418846584</id><published>2006-09-17T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:27:44.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DO NOT LIKE MY HAIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT A SINGLE BIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GROW FRINGE GROWWWWW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I THINK I'MMA HAVE SOME &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;DARKELECTRICBLUE&lt;/span&gt; OR &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; STREAKS AFTER PROMOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH&lt;br /&gt;LOOK WHAT ALL THAT STUDYING HAS GOTTEN INTO ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(INSERTS)A BIG FAT&lt;em&gt; MOSES-LIM-LY-OBESE&lt;/em&gt; SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE ME HAPPY &amp;I'LL KISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;YES, YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, TELL ME WHY ARE YOU DEVISING SUCH EVIL THOUGHTS T PROVOKE ME HUH HUH HUH&lt;br /&gt;WHY? YOU DON'T WANT MY KISSYS?&lt;br /&gt;WHY!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;BYE YOU MOFOS&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, STILL :D&lt;br /&gt;YES, YOU MR ____ ____; FOREVER SO SMACKABLE&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;KISSABLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SCOTTS OFF T EOM-ING-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115849606418846584?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115849606418846584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115849606418846584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115849606418846584'/><link rel='self' 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promos&lt;br /&gt;revision progress: 5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh IM DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;procrastination killed torrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the perfect murder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a falling star&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at least i fall alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115829640968794303?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115829640968794303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115829640968794303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you say you're all right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but I get e strangest feeling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that you've gone away- you've gone away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and will you find out who you are, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;too late to change?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are we?&lt;br /&gt;who are we? where do we stand? why do we what we do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're neither here nor there; lost?&lt;br /&gt;should we stop &amp;ask for directions, hitch a ride or try t figure our way out, all by ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;are we really lost? or are we running away from &lt;em&gt;the path&lt;/em&gt; so we could be lost, lost in e little escapade we created?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.am.drowned in insecurities&lt;br /&gt;throw me a life buoy, give me your hand &amp;amp; pull me ashore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115781319682092930?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115781319682092930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115781319682092930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115781319682092930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115781319682092930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wish-i-could-be-every-little-thing.html' title='i wish i could be every little thing you wanted'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115772882853255366</id><published>2006-09-08T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T23:21:35.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>used, what's new?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/1600/IMG_1131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bum hurts big time :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went blading with earth ahpoonay @ bishan park&lt;br /&gt;i swear its e most embarrassing moment of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1128.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1124.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/555/320/IMG_1130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah shall not disgrace myself here, &amp;ahpoonay, i hope you won't divulge our(or rather, my) lil dirty secret too eh? :P&lt;br /&gt;sshhh its jus between you&amp;amp;I (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed t study at e j8 macs/mos but all filled with muggers(read: rafflesians)&lt;br /&gt;heh it gave us a great excuse not t study(again) &amp; went blading&amp;amp;shopping for e entire day&lt;br /&gt;this girl is one hella great blading/bitching/shopping kaki i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed ourselves tremendously laughing at every lil stupid shits(including my ___)&lt;br /&gt;you made my day girl! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;uhm yea so we bought earstuds; all black ones! heh pretty, pretty.&lt;br /&gt;got myself a grey spag top too, a good bargain i'd say(:&lt;br /&gt;ahpoonay as usual, was obsessed with &lt;em&gt;watsons&amp; uhm her hair&lt;/em&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yw called while i was on my way home&lt;br /&gt;sorry boy, i was too tired t go out already.&lt;br /&gt;next time ok? i promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh im a happy, happy girl!&lt;br /&gt;thanks poonay for spending e whole day fooling arnd with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;yw for keeping me accompany while i was on my busride home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;loves!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"how could you lose &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; when you don't even have &lt;strong&gt;it&lt;/strong&gt; in e first place?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115772882853255366?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115772882853255366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115772882853255366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115772882853255366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115772882853255366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/09/used-whats-new.html' title='used, what&apos;s new?'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115764957989812070</id><published>2006-09-08T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T01:19:39.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you for loving me</title><content type='html'>YES yes babycakes, i've changed e blog layout!&lt;br /&gt;Love e colours(so gay, like me), pity the crammings thou&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. make do luhs, make do with it.&lt;br /&gt;tried my hand at designing my own blog layout &lt;em&gt;from scratch &lt;/em&gt;but uhm it ends up looking almost identical t my prev one, except for e colours and pic&lt;br /&gt;got so fed up with it thus settled for blogskins templates instead&lt;br /&gt;this will be jus temporary thou, its not me t use mass-produced layouts&lt;br /&gt;heh i'm special MA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these gay&amp;bright colours on my blog don't really reflect my current mood&amp;amp;feelings nw&lt;br /&gt;sighsighsighsigh (pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;only you will know, babygirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Nat S, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is for you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you for loving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyhow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do bring a milkmaid home alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to all, thanks for being uhm concern bout nat&amp;I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yes it's all over(quite sometime back actually) but hey, we're still e bestest of e best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so i'd appreciate it ALOT if you guys r t let this matter rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and it ends right here, right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115764957989812070?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115747141797962790</id><published>2006-09-05T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T23:55:31.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i see you cry, it makes me smile</title><content type='html'>gay day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;1. Puked like mad shit in e morning. man, all i see was&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt;&amp;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fluid.&lt;br /&gt;2. All i could ever taste is HCL N HCL N MORE HCL. grosssssss.&lt;br /&gt;3. Skipped history test, momma agreed that i was "unfit" t sit for e test.&lt;br /&gt;4. Went t jo's place instead, swimming! ahaha. hey, they say exercise is good for your body(&amp;amp;health)!&lt;br /&gt;5. MY SHORTS WAS &lt;strong&gt;SOAKED&lt;/strong&gt; WITH HEAD&amp;SHOULDERS SHAMPOO 'CAUSE I DIDN'T CAP E LID OF E SHAMPOO BOTTLE TIGHT. NEHNEH.&lt;br /&gt;6. I was stuck in e bathroom while jo dug out some uhm "fitting" bottoms for me from her closet. (shes a size 00 but i'm a size 2!)&lt;br /&gt;7. Out of e 4bottoms she chose for me, only one fits me &lt;em&gt;snugly&lt;/em&gt;. but it looks good on me thou. HAHA :P&lt;br /&gt;8. Made a promise t myself t MAKE SURE E BLOODY SHAMPOO BOTTLE IS CAPPED PROPERLY e next time, and everytime. duh&lt;br /&gt;9. Supposed t pay my family doc a visit, but decided against it 'cause i felt better after drinking e passion fruit wine that momma got for me from her shop. yay no jabs no pills!&lt;br /&gt;10. Furniture-shopping with momma, again. its like e 235024580749th time this yr, but hey, its pretty amusing. ha (:&lt;br /&gt;11. Good ol' Christian fixed my damnedpieceofmetal(read:computer)!&lt;br /&gt;12. Momma&amp;amp;Papa thought I dumped nat for christian. nw we should all go, "OH MY HOLY COW!" PURE INSANITY!&lt;br /&gt;13. They do not believe me when i said i have none actually. sad. where's e trust? &amp;amp;parents complained we children are keeping stuff from them. the irony. is this wat people call, uhm double bluffing? ynoe when you tell e truth but people jus insist that you're lying? how frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;14. uhm nthg much actually, jus didnt want t end my entry with 13. hah. ok uhm. i miss you baby girl!&lt;br /&gt;15. 14 aint a good no t end with so i thought of adding another one. heh i think Christian YOU ROCK! and -coughs- you too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh simple thing, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where have you gone?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115747141797962790?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115747141797962790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115747141797962790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115747141797962790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115747141797962790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-i-see-you-cry-it-makes-me-smile.html' title='when i see you cry, it makes me smile'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115719601880758189</id><published>2006-09-02T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:13:24.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perplexed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;it feels like im a basketball player&lt;br /&gt;i keep getting rebounds&lt;br /&gt;-FROWNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(edited)&lt;br /&gt;Krunk-ed last night with pretty gfs&lt;br /&gt;i think we went dere too early, everyone was posing around till 11+. a real bore!&lt;br /&gt;den e &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; party started&lt;br /&gt;heh shall nt divulge any &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saucy&lt;/span&gt; details. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's no secret tt you trs read students' blogs huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we left at 3 since chrissy's mommy wants her home before uh dawn.&lt;br /&gt;cabbed t her place (EAST) and den to vance's place (WEST)&lt;br /&gt;e cab fares r like scary pls. i was totally broke aft footing e cab fares. u cant even find a single cent in my wallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt even catch a wink at his place&lt;br /&gt;fooled around till morn&lt;br /&gt;breakfast at west mall n he sent me home&lt;br /&gt;poor appetite; felt nauseous throughout e whole morn&lt;br /&gt;and so it turned out t be FEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i pray tt ur immune system would be strong(like me) enough t kill e virus ah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh but i dont pray.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA ok my entry doesnt make much sense&lt;br /&gt;neither do i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;so here i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;stuckd at home(instead of mugging at yw's place), wallowing in self-pity&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat, but everythg tastes like urgh t me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ultimate torment for a glutton like yours truly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i crave for jelly! icecoldjelly!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so tell me when you're gonna let me in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im getting tired and i need somewhere to begin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this could be e end of everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perplexed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115719601880758189?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115719601880758189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115719601880758189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115719601880758189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115719601880758189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/09/perplexed.html' title='perplexed'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115641960903542786</id><published>2006-08-24T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T19:40:09.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scream your heart out</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"width="410"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid black;" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Torrance-2-9-5.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115641960903542786?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115641960903542786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115641960903542786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115641960903542786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115641960903542786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/08/scream-your-heart-out.html' title='scream your heart out'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115600108804115158</id><published>2006-08-19T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T23:24:48.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>biggest fool alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;mama tells me i shouldn't bother&lt;br /&gt;that i ought t stick t another man,&lt;br /&gt;another man that truly deserves me&lt;br /&gt;but i think you do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never have i felt so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;who'd you think i am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fuck you&lt;/strong&gt; if you think i'll always be dere for you, with open arms and an open heart.&lt;br /&gt;i'm only nice t you cuz i thought you deserve it&lt;br /&gt;but hell no, why do you have t prove me wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much time&amp;effort ive committed&lt;br /&gt;you didnt even care, nor &lt;em&gt;acted &lt;/em&gt;like you did(well, at least entertain me LA!)&lt;br /&gt;i travelled to and fro;&lt;br /&gt;scurried from malls t malls,&lt;br /&gt;supermarts t hypermarts&lt;br /&gt;trying t find e best ____ for you.&lt;br /&gt;suffered insomia for the past nights cuz i was trying t perfect the ______ ive planned t surprise you.&lt;br /&gt;i was really downright stupidimbecilefoolishsillydumbdodo t have thought that you'd at least give some hoots bout it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OF COURSE YOU DIDNT!&lt;br /&gt;'CAUSE YOU THINK ITS YOUR BLOODY RIGHT T DO THIS T ME HUH HUH HUH&lt;br /&gt;'CAUSE YOU THINK YOU'RE SUCHA BUSY&amp;HIGH IN DEMAND  _________!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for trying t make me stay in sg.&lt;br /&gt;its jus a front, a facade right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reminder t self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello torrance&lt;br /&gt;wake up &amp; SMELL THE FART!&lt;br /&gt;COFFEE DOESNT WORK FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time you could try ammonia, i hope its pungent enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i'm nt refering t nat. in case you mofos come haunting nat, again.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: i won't tell who. &lt;br /&gt;PPS: and trs, im not apologetic nor remorseful for the "fuckyou" tt i used in my entry above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115600108804115158?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115600108804115158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115600108804115158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/08/biggest-fool-alive.html' title='biggest fool alive'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115519454687063658</id><published>2006-08-10T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T15:23:07.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>downunder</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Date An Australian!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whichforeignguyshouldyoudatequiz/australia.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a down to earth, outdoorsy kind of girlAnd you need a guy who can keep up with your adventuresA rugged Austrailian guy is just your styleBetter start learning how to surf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which Foreign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;over @ nat's place nw&lt;br /&gt;fireworks tonight :D&lt;br /&gt;toooooodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115519454687063658?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115519454687063658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115519454687063658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115519454687063658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115519454687063658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/08/downunder.html' title='downunder'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115363940768906253</id><published>2006-07-23T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T15:24:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insecurity</title><content type='html'>i've figured that i won't being using this space as much as i wish.&lt;br /&gt;thats cos what i think isn't important anymore i guess..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm too busy with sch anyway. cos that's all i do.&lt;br /&gt;not much time for people; they don't have time for me. -&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why d'you have t go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess this is where insecurity comes to the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115363940768906253?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115363940768906253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115363940768906253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115363940768906253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115363940768906253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/07/insecurity.html' title='insecurity'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115219632427550251</id><published>2006-07-06T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T22:33:26.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something corporate is teh sexzxz</title><content type='html'>ive found a new love -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMETHING CORPORATE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gazillions of &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;LOLLILOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah its an oldie, by some unknwn band.&lt;br /&gt;thanks t baby pea-n* for sending me tt song :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this entry isnt bout gushing over my newfound loves&lt;br /&gt;i shall blog sthg more sophisticated.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH YEA RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;jus pulling ur leg, of course!&lt;br /&gt;shall jus stick t my usual boring chroncling style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was s'posed t have this beaching session with e PAE 06a201 peepo on tues&lt;br /&gt;den loadsa shits croppd up, and in e end i went t hit e beach with gwen darleng&lt;br /&gt;wore my new bikini n shades! good thing dere wasnt any crowd at e beach, if not, poor things. LOL yeaa wat an eye sore right? i know.. -pouts.&lt;br /&gt;ahah my shades was sponsored by my dad&lt;br /&gt;he was feeling too generous on sunday n bought me 2pairs of beachy earrings n e huge retro shades.&lt;br /&gt;uber happy :D&lt;br /&gt;met earth poonie n taky at bugis before meeting e guys&lt;br /&gt;shopped around n i bought another pair of earrings(cheap!)&lt;br /&gt;AHH SO NOW U NOE MY FETISH. -winks&lt;br /&gt;met up with e guys later&lt;br /&gt;and syen n alex were so fcken late i blew my my devil horns&lt;br /&gt;every sentence then was peppered with sarcasms; FUCKS SHITS IDIOTS BASKETS were used like punctuations.&lt;br /&gt;hoho sorry i cant tolerate those with probs with punctuality.&lt;br /&gt;i cant control my temper.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i need some anger-management course&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dined at &lt;strong&gt;miss clarity cafe&lt;/strong&gt; aft walking like some mountain-turtles let loose. roflmao&lt;br /&gt;mannn its DA BOMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FOOD: 5 MOOMOOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;AMBIENCE: 4 MOOMOOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PRICE: 5 MOOMOOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WAITRESS: 10MOOMOOS&lt;/span&gt;. (yes shes damn cute. even syen n alex think so too)&lt;br /&gt;try it baby!&lt;br /&gt;if nt ur life is so wasted. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home with e boys aft their failed attempt t catch any movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after my pigging on tues night&lt;br /&gt;i went on a seafood galore last night&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO i feel so FATTY now.&lt;br /&gt;ate like hell loadsa food&lt;br /&gt;i mean, imagine eating for 2hrs at e table?&lt;br /&gt;AHAH NO KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shall not waste my moolahs on anger management course, they will still fail me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i'd better invest my money on marine france bodyline.&lt;br /&gt;tts more of a wise move, eh? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall attempt on more sophitiscated and &lt;em&gt;deeeeeep &lt;/em&gt;thinking blogging on my next entry&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;br /&gt;NO JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah i feel there is this strong need t prove this * tt im actually someone with deep thoughts and mature thinking.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the end. (im jus too tired t carry on, try writing 2 HIST essays at a go)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115219632427550251?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115219632427550251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115219632427550251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115219632427550251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115219632427550251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/07/something-corporate-is-teh-sexzxz.html' title='something corporate is teh sexzxz'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115180930179409383</id><published>2006-07-02T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:16:33.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>im experiencing what commonly knwn as the MIXED FEELINGS becus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; OWNED England :D&lt;br /&gt;woohooo -torry e rance does e ever-popular little red indian dance&lt;br /&gt;budden again, it wasnt really a glorious victory&lt;br /&gt;with like 11 men against 10&lt;br /&gt;they still cant score, tts till e penalty shootout&lt;br /&gt;ynoe i was so frustrated at e missd opportunities tt i fell asleep on e couch&lt;br /&gt;ahaha okok i was tired alright! try cooking for 3 whole hrs with bunch of idiots(see story later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fortunately&lt;/em&gt; my half-assd bro decided t be &lt;strong&gt;*nice*&lt;/strong&gt; t wake me up t watch e penalty shootout &lt;em&gt;*not very nice actually, he &lt;strong&gt;SMASHED&lt;/strong&gt; my face with his &lt;strong&gt;FOOOT&lt;/strong&gt; while &lt;strong&gt;wringling his toes&lt;/strong&gt; t err poke my nostrils. like EWWWW pls!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so nerve-wrecking okay! broke out in cold sweats some more.&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness they pulld thru and PAWNED england.&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHOHO&lt;br /&gt;my bro almost killd me when i was jumping with elation.&lt;br /&gt;whatever man! PORTUGAL WON :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my gay's gonna slap me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its nt my fault&lt;/strong&gt; tt ur rooney gt so &lt;strong&gt;fckd up&lt;/strong&gt; and pushd ronaldo right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its nt my fault&lt;/strong&gt; tt e english&lt;strong&gt; missd&lt;/strong&gt; so many shots right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its nt my fault&lt;/strong&gt; tt e portugal goalie is so &lt;strong&gt;pro&lt;/strong&gt; right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its nt my fault&lt;/strong&gt; tt england &lt;strong&gt;lost&lt;/strong&gt; right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; lost t France :( :(&lt;br /&gt;WALAU EH!&lt;br /&gt;it means tt i can no longer see my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on e screen sweating buckets, exercising his oh-so-perfect muscles and brilliant skills&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(nt forgetting his handsome face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALAU EH!!&lt;br /&gt;WA&lt;br /&gt;LAU&lt;br /&gt;EHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Christian gave me a rose :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;beautiful blood red&lt;/span&gt; rose! I LIKE!&lt;br /&gt;spent e whole afternoon with Chris&amp;Gwen at home COOKING!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho i got so inspired aft reading &lt;a href="http://thebakerwhocooks.blogspot.com"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;it was a success okay! :D PURE JUBILANCE!! ECSTASYYY AHHH.&lt;br /&gt;im no longer a disaster in e kitchen&lt;br /&gt;ehehe so im gon' attempt e oat&amp;amp;raisin cookies next!&lt;br /&gt;see, i'll make a fantastic(not desperate! im nt tt hott luhs huh) housewife.&lt;br /&gt;MEN, u can start planning on how t propose t me alrdy&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHOHO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so you see&lt;br /&gt;its :D + :( = mixed feelings. ahahaha its like so no-brainer.&lt;br /&gt;you see, deres a reason why im an arts student;&lt;br /&gt;m nt a sci/math person&lt;br /&gt;who is so &lt;strong&gt;gawddamn good&lt;/strong&gt; in manipulating&lt;br /&gt;formulas and eqns.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I said, "I can relate," 'cause lately I've been thinking of combustication &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a welcomed vacation from the burdens of the planet earth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like gravity, hypocrisy, and the perils of being in 3-D... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And thinking so much differently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so pardon me while i burst into flames&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mannnn incubus is teh sexzxzxzxzxzxzxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. incubus does mean a devil having sex with sleeping women(?!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so nt looking forward t wed&lt;br /&gt;FFFF ALL E WAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115180930179409383?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115180930179409383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115180930179409383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115180930179409383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115180930179409383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/07/mixed-feelings.html' title='mixed feelings'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-115107829555755872</id><published>2006-06-23T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T00:22:43.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it pains me t see u in pain;</title><content type='html'>YES all u faithful fans/readers/fanatics/whatever-ers, im BACK :D&lt;br /&gt;hohoho did i jus saw a group of beauuuutiful peepo jumping for joy?&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT, noww i see them dancing my infamous little red indian dance!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA wat a joyous occassion.&lt;br /&gt;go on, go on and celebrate my return! SPREAD E JOY! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive tonnes t blog 'bout but dunnoe whr t begin&lt;br /&gt;eheh this shows how eventful my life is&lt;br /&gt;too many &lt;strike&gt;un&lt;/strike&gt;exciting shits.&lt;br /&gt;okeh a very(really, i swear) brief summary of e stinkyfully wonderful shits n pisses(read:bits and pieces)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late may: anticipating e arrival of hols. cant wait t get out of e sea of blue &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and awful canteen&amp;toilets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late may, first wk of hols: totally dreaded it. WHY? cuz I STILL HAVE t GO BACK T SCH FOR e &lt;strong&gt;SUPPOSEDLY MAKE-UP LECTURES! &lt;/strong&gt;(no, not those bimbotic kinds whr u learn how t use pencils and crayons t err colour ur face) yes as a student i noe i should be grateful for that; but e attendance is really bad! SEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/Funky_005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like PHWOAR. only 5% of e cohort attended e lecture. tsk tsk. ok luhs, i confess, ive only attended like 2days of lectures. HOHO and tt excluded e math one. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, who wants t go back during hols and study? give us a break! im so tired of being labelled as e "oh e student from MUGGING(read: meridian) jc ah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously ive made e wrong choice of comming t mj. mugging was/is and never will be my cup of tea/teh/teh-o/teh-peng/teh-whatever. u get my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okeh moving on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd wk of e june hols&lt;/em&gt;: KOREAAAAA! yay. e long-awaited south korea history trip! totally miss it like crazaye. i miss all e yo-ing in their language( ah-neo-ha-se-yo. ah-neo-ey-ga-se-yo. omar-yo) all e ladies look so hmmm &lt;em&gt;saccharine&lt;/em&gt; sweet. but e guys re quite a disappointment. hoho which means, NO HUNKS! those hunky korean actors u see on e silver screen are like one of a kind, rare gems i tell u. either that, or they ve been under e knife t mould them t e hunky man tt we see nw. hoho not surprising thou! besides some &lt;em&gt;sight-seeing&lt;/em&gt;(double meanings, in case u dont knw =x), how could we EVER possible not indulge ourselves in e sinful shopping sprees? heh heh heh. im quite proud of myself t be able t survive on 500SGD(approx 230 000WON) for 5days in korea! a word of advice t those whom re planning a getaway trip t korea, bring more moolahs! pretty as they re, they dun come cheap. but well, at least its better than japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. and i forgot t mention that we went into e stadium in seoul tt hosted e 2002 FIFA WORLD CUP. HYIAK HYIAK HYIAK! we even went t e field where all those soccer legends once laid their 1878946854641USD worth of feets dere. hohoho i jus love tt cringe look u have on ur face :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/IMG_0734.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE PROOF OKEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/IMG_0736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so PHWOAR, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/IMG_0739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE SEE SEE. ehehe dont u envy me? =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/IMG_0740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been here, done that. ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really enjoyd myself thorough during e korea trip. lovely roomies. crazy kachings t spend. wonderful hotelroom(its BIG). humorous and oh-so-cute tour guide. absolutely siaocharbor cam-whoring. and how can i forgt our sneaky late-night outs? eheh babys, lets go thai/bali soon okeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3rd week&lt;/em&gt; - its like burfday parties aft burfday parties. firstly, it was chrissy darleng, den pea-N*, and my mom's one. pea-N* one was like e most craziest one ive ever attended in my 17yrs of life. i dun think its safe t reveal e contents here. ahaha i dowan t gt spammed! its so scandalous! ok for all u curious n kpoh(nthg better t do right!) noseys, PM me for more &lt;em&gt;saucy&lt;/em&gt; details. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4th week(like now!) &lt;/em&gt;- it suddenly dawn upon me tt my mid yrs r only A WEEK AWAY! but being e slacker as i always m, only started mugging like yesterday? hohoho. mon&amp;amp;wed was wasted with teeth(aka keith). tues was spent with dearly old gay. tried t study but ended up chit-chatting n caught Silent Hill. gawddd it was a terrible mistake. SO GORYYYYYY! gay n i were wondering how anyone could play tt freaky game. Silent Hill gamers, enlighten e mountain turtles here pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im tired nw. econs has taken its toll on me.&lt;br /&gt;i think there re like 5more white hairs growing out of my scalp nw.&lt;br /&gt;OH DEAR TUTORS! HAVE MERCY ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT NO BLOOD BATH ON MY SCRIPTS.&lt;br /&gt;PHANK YOUSSSS VELLY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah-neo-ey-ga-se-yo.&lt;br /&gt;go figure. its pretty simple actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-115107829555755872?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/115107829555755872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=115107829555755872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115107829555755872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/115107829555755872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-pains-me-t-see-u-in-pain_23.html' title='it pains me t see u in pain;'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114785696398858548</id><published>2006-05-17T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T17:09:24.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot me fuck you.</title><content type='html'>im so sorry for e lack of updates&lt;br /&gt;tt damned piece of metal is kinda "locked" by my dad&lt;br /&gt;many thanks t my i-got-band-3-for-all-my-subjs sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; fucking bitch&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe u claimd t "hate lians and cheena poks" when youre one of them&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;joke of e century. well done, uve tickled me pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll never make it&lt;br /&gt;never, i repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114785696398858548?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114785696398858548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114785696398858548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114785696398858548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114785696398858548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/05/shoot-me-fuck-you.html' title='shoot me fuck you.'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114597060307370390</id><published>2006-04-25T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T21:10:03.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive finally see ur true colours, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;EAT MY SHIT N DIE.&lt;br /&gt;DIE! BITCH, DIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114597060307370390?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114597060307370390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114597060307370390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114597060307370390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114597060307370390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-finally-see-ur-true-colours-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114572065531007707</id><published>2006-04-22T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:44:15.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freeze tt moment</title><content type='html'>my heart stoppd beating for a sec whn i saw&lt;em&gt; him&lt;/em&gt; online&lt;br /&gt;omg what am i supposed t do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114572065531007707?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114572065531007707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114572065531007707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114572065531007707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114572065531007707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/freeze-tt-moment.html' title='freeze tt moment'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114571540187035860</id><published>2006-04-22T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T22:16:41.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im so sorry that ive fallen;</title><content type='html'>im so fcken unlucky this week&lt;br /&gt;first i lost one of my newlybought earstud;&lt;br /&gt;den i lost my wallet. &lt;br /&gt;like WTH!&lt;br /&gt;aft some calculations, ive figured out tt ive incurred a total loss of 267$ this week.&lt;br /&gt;phfffftttt.&lt;br /&gt;my parents aint covering up my losses.&lt;br /&gt;sighh wat t do, my bad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thurs n fri aftnoons&amp;evenings were &lt;strong&gt;wasted&lt;/strong&gt; on cheerleading.&lt;br /&gt;what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;its screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;jus like some peepo who kept interrupting e session.&lt;br /&gt;like, STFU ALRDY!&lt;br /&gt;im the one getting e bruises, doing all e dirty job&lt;br /&gt;and dere u re, complaining&amp;whining like a fcken ____ when u ve did/contributed NTHG AT ALL!&lt;br /&gt;3 words for you: UP YOUR ARSE (aka earthee's SODOMY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh on a lighter note&lt;br /&gt;gwen darleng treatd me t dinner at marche on fri night (:&lt;br /&gt;we had ROSTI :D&lt;br /&gt;didnt stay for long cuz i was v worn out&lt;br /&gt;cheerleading aint easy alright.&lt;br /&gt;smsd gay throughout e night (:(:(:&lt;br /&gt;my happy pill!&lt;br /&gt;rushd home t go online t help my gay t brainstorm for his PI&lt;br /&gt;heh wat a joke&lt;br /&gt;mine aint really properly done yet im racking my brain t do his.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm anythg for my gay, right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t pea's place in e morn with keith(free ride!)&lt;br /&gt;heh couldnt go towning cuz im like BANKRUPT alrdy.&lt;br /&gt;sigh dere goes my golden earrings tt ive been eyeing for AGES.&lt;br /&gt;anyhw, playd some stupid games on e ps2&lt;br /&gt;some car racing shit(i forgt e title of e game)&lt;br /&gt;gwen n yw came arnd at noon with our lunch :D&lt;br /&gt;we did our usual lame shits and poold for like few hrs straight&lt;br /&gt;i gt tired, went t nap for awhile&lt;br /&gt;wake up; ate; and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. so this is my spirit blogging.&lt;br /&gt;may i RIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;! kidding of course&lt;br /&gt;dont gt freakd out! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus want my ic back, very badly :(&lt;br /&gt;okeh no link. watever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114571540187035860?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114571540187035860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114571540187035860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114571540187035860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114571540187035860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-so-sorry-that-ive-fallen.html' title='im so sorry that ive fallen;'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114537052744024669</id><published>2006-04-18T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:28:47.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely escapade without space;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is e fucking problem with me?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114537052744024669?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114537052744024669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114537052744024669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114537052744024669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114537052744024669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/lonely-escapade-without-space.html' title='lonely escapade without space;'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114508388536294087</id><published>2006-04-15T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T14:51:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love in a trash can;</title><content type='html'>HEYLLO (:&lt;br /&gt;im at keithys now. s'posed t be doing flagday today but im sick.&lt;br /&gt;YES im sick. &lt;strong&gt;really sick&lt;/strong&gt;. very sick. so sick.-coughs&lt;br /&gt;nw which part of sick d'u &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; understand? heh.&lt;br /&gt;e hectic schedule's taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;which explains my pathetic state nw&lt;br /&gt;weezing&amp;sneezing&amp;amp;coughing&amp;breaking out in cold sweats etc etc&lt;br /&gt;but i refuse t pay my familydoc a visit&lt;br /&gt;cuz i believe in building up my immune system&lt;br /&gt;i will win e battle :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as ure wondering...&lt;br /&gt;if im sick, i &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; be staying at home, wallowing up in self-pity while warming up my ass on my bed, right? why e hell m i doing here at keithys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ha im psychic! i can read ur mind! ok moving on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...because my RELIC-ISH comp doesnt come with any microsoft thingy&lt;br /&gt;so i cant do my PW PI&amp;hist essay outline at home.&lt;br /&gt;sad right? i know :(&lt;br /&gt;anyhw, keithys ahmad fetchd me t his place in e morn while keithy's still zzzing like a lardass. i swear i heard him talking in his dreams! CREEPY. mus be dreaming of me. HAHAHA I KNW UR DIRTY LIL SECRET NW KEITHY WONG! ehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start by chronicling my wild(not) days.&lt;br /&gt;life's pretty much e same&lt;br /&gt;'cept e fact tt i blew effing 270$(i calculated) this week(excluding e meals i'd in sch)&lt;br /&gt;bought e whitefcuk shirt, guess shirt, quiksilver bag and e puma tote&lt;br /&gt;and all these r bought ONLINE, save e quiksilver bag.&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. i'm so impressed at my shopping ability&lt;br /&gt;guess i could never save up t gt my racquet&amp;sneakers&lt;br /&gt;:( IM AN IMPULSE SHOPPER, somebody SHOOT ME pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impulse buys aside,&lt;br /&gt;clubbing was gooooood on thurs(surprise, surprise!)&lt;br /&gt;went _________ with gwen jia kelly yw natl chris and denise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO INTENSE!&lt;/strong&gt; -winks at gwen.&lt;br /&gt;oh a quick shootouts t all of e peepo mentioned above: &lt;strong&gt;I AM A GOOD DANCER I INSIST!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh thou i think only gwen &amp;nathaneul read my blog cuz im nt really close with e rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up on fri morn with a BAD SORE THROAT&lt;br /&gt;it didnt stop me frm towning thou. ha xp&lt;br /&gt;i think i will die if i stayd at home instead. haha&lt;br /&gt;anyhw, went t town with ubercool shopping partner faddyy&lt;br /&gt;my plan was t gt a bigbag&amp;some tops&lt;br /&gt;but i cant find e bag i want! and worse still, i was torn apart while deciding if i should buy e huge shades. i didnt gt it in e end. i was determined t stick t my shopping list. haha&lt;br /&gt;finally settled for e quiksilver bag and a SINFULICIOUS swensens towards e end of my mission-impossible shopping trip.&lt;br /&gt;hmm i think tt pretty sums up my &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; friday. hurhurr pun intended xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;y'knw dere will be a time when uve diff groups of frens whom u'll hang around with on diff occassions? like clubbing babys, shopping kakis, beaching(bitching) mates, chilling buddies and yadayadayadayadayada...&lt;br /&gt;its quite diff t find someone whos into e same mood as you t do tt certain things at tt certain time.&lt;br /&gt;obviously i cant ask yw t t bitch with me, hes a male, he can only BARK. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;yes of course dere will definitely be some who can be ur ALL-TIME partner&lt;br /&gt;for me, tt'd be GWYNETH(gwen) MARIE TAN(my bimbotic twin, a lil prettier n stupider. HAHA) and NATL.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, I LOVE YOU PEEPO ALL E SAME. ok i love _____ Z MOST. ehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesss gonna &lt;strong&gt;undress my blog&lt;/strong&gt; nw :0&lt;br /&gt;SCRAM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114508388536294087?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114508388536294087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114508388536294087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114508388536294087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114508388536294087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-in-trash-can.html' title='love in a trash can;'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114476087403913924</id><published>2006-04-11T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T21:07:54.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><content type='html'>SIGHSIGHSIGHSIGHSIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you miss me as much as i miss you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114476087403913924?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114476087403913924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114476087403913924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114476087403913924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114476087403913924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114458984616500002</id><published>2006-04-09T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T21:04:53.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photos galore!</title><content type='html'>yay im finally home&lt;br /&gt;time t upload photos as promised t sean!&lt;br /&gt;i miss you loads shhhh-auwww-nnnn&lt;br /&gt;thanks for e much-belated burfday gift&lt;br /&gt;its jus as pretty as you!&lt;br /&gt;-does a lil red indian dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/IMG_0618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tralalala my new hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/IMG_0602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torrance loves annaliese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/IMG_0584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annaliese is happy tt she gt a kiss frm torrance (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/IMG_0582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and den annaliese gt sick of torrance :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okeh&lt;br /&gt;till then,&lt;br /&gt;KEEP SAFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114458984616500002?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114458984616500002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114458984616500002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114458984616500002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114458984616500002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/photos-galore.html' title='photos galore!'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114458454257306121</id><published>2006-04-09T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T20:09:02.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>GREATTTT.&lt;br /&gt;tradeoffs for wearing my pretty heels - SORE FEET&amp;2HUGE&amp;amp;HIDEOUS BLISTERSS&lt;br /&gt;ouch, ouch and OUCH.(random)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a date with nat yest&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;millions of apologies t alex!&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry i couldnt make it t e og outing for e erm 3rd time this mth&lt;br /&gt;book me earlier luhs!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(random)hmmm sthg has been bothering me for e past fewdays&lt;br /&gt;puma or nike?&lt;br /&gt;no doubt tt nike is more ex than puma&lt;br /&gt;and its more common than puma&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;i think e design is classier LEH&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;im broke LEH&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;i need a new bag LEH&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;i cant make up my mind LEH&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;i cant buy both bags LEH&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;heh tts basically wats troubling me&lt;br /&gt;ANNOYING ISNT IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahhh why am i always so random&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114458454257306121?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114458454257306121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114458454257306121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114458454257306121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114458454257306121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/dilemma.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114396229300770110</id><published>2006-04-02T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T15:18:13.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youre still e one</title><content type='html'>i dontknw if u'll read this&lt;br /&gt;but -sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youre still &lt;strong&gt;the one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114396229300770110?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114396229300770110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114396229300770110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114396229300770110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114396229300770110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/04/youre-still-e-one.html' title='youre still e one'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114355545369476455</id><published>2006-03-28T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:17:33.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>e beast and e harlot;</title><content type='html'>this shining city built of gold, a far cry from innocence&lt;br /&gt;deres more than meets the eye round here look to e waters of e deep.&lt;br /&gt;A city of evil&lt;br /&gt;dere sat a se7en-headed beast, ten horns raised from his head&lt;br /&gt;symbolic woman sits on his throne but hatred strips her and leaves her naked.&lt;br /&gt;e Beast and e Harlot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my new drug nw.&lt;br /&gt;so addicted t it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114355545369476455?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114355545369476455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114355545369476455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114355545369476455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114355545369476455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/03/e-beast-and-e-harlot.html' title='e beast and e harlot;'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114346677748966093</id><published>2006-03-27T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:57:03.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im digging wat ure telling me;</title><content type='html'>im so bored i decided t embark a journey of understanding/exploring my hidden self...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICALLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/quirkynarcissicism026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe, a lil tad shameless. hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ROOTS...&lt;br /&gt;Torrance - Celtic/Gaelic&lt;br /&gt;Form of TERENCE; tender, gracious&amp;good&lt;br /&gt;(results frm &lt;a href="http://www.parenthood.com/babynames"&gt;http://www.parenthood.com/babynames&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;- ahh yes BABYNAMES. SPIRITUALLY... &lt;div style="MIN-HEIGHT: 250px; WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 250px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); HEIGHT: 4px"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" /&gt; &lt;img style="FLOAT: right" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 0pt"&gt;&lt;span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is Your Soul? (anime pics!!! and many results too!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;a" href="" /&gt;Creative'&gt;http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g73/foreverAfallenAngel/1139410751_rsBlonde65.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative&lt;/a&gt;- Your soul is creative. Your very expressive, be it through art, music or prose. Your very artistic no matter what medium you choose to reflect it through. You think of things other people may never have thought of, youre an idea person, whether its good or bad. You are also a funny person and do well in classes like english, art and music. You have an eye for detail as well. Your just really good at expressing your self through your own blend of whatever it is you do!&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(128,0,128)" href="&lt;a" target="quizilla" url="http://www.quizilla.com/users/foreverAfallenAngel/quizzes/What+is+Your+Soul%3F+%28anime+pics%21%21%21+and+many+results+too%21%29"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/foreverAfallenAngel/quizzes/What+is+Your+Soul%3F+%28anime+pics%21%21%21+and+many+results+too%21%29"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(128,0,128)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com" target="quizilla"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(128,0,128)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register" target="quizilla"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(128,0,128)" href="&lt;a" target="quizilla" url="http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php&amp;quot;'"&gt;Make'&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php"&gt;Make&lt;/a&gt; A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="&lt;a" target="quizilla" url="http://www.quizilla.com/users/foreverAfallenAngel/quizzes/"&gt;More'&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/foreverAfallenAngel/quizzes/"&gt;More&lt;/a&gt; Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(128,0,128)" href="&lt;a" target="quizilla" url="http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid="&gt;Grab'&gt;http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=2854928"&gt;Grab&lt;/a&gt; Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;hahah SEE TOLD U SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d'u think u NOE me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im still bored. so yessss more t come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold - True&lt;br /&gt;Italic - I wish it's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont watch TV these days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own lots of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN IN A THREESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse sometimes. (sometimes?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart. (note: totally)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've broken someone's bones. (i thk i fought with my bro)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;I talk really, really fast/unclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a hidden talent tummie show. (wtf?!?!?!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to shop. (buy and shop are quite diff)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer. (I AM I INSIST)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no idea what i want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allergic to anything. Other than bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger&lt;br /&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;I have dated a close friends's ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with guys. (HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;Democrat. (partially)&lt;br /&gt;I am punk rockish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am preppy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think water rules.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love kisses. (getting them)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fall for the wrong people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ican't live without black eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know why the hell i just did this stupid thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snakes slither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have every journal I've ever written in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I collect alot of dust on my books&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like a person of the same sex. (UHHHH, ambiguous term here, like)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have ridden an elephant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love chocolates &amp;amp; crowns!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am really emotional. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think its long enuf.&lt;br /&gt;phewwwww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114346677748966093?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114346677748966093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114346677748966093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114346677748966093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114346677748966093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-digging-wat-ure-telling-me.html' title='im digging wat ure telling me;'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114337450412952932</id><published>2006-03-26T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T20:02:49.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prettypretty</title><content type='html'>aft 2hrs of painful mental-struggle t choose e most &lt;em&gt;torrancey &lt;/em&gt;outfit t dress my naked blog, i finally settled for THIS pulchritudinous one(: so artsy yet so simple! ahhhh screams TORRANCE ryt when i saw it on blogskins. initially i didnt want t use anythg frm blogskins.com 'cus i wanted MINE t look original n &lt;em&gt;torrancey&lt;/em&gt;(hehe my fav word nw. yes SELF-OBSESSED but not totally narcissistic!)&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;so i tried t do my own one jus like my prev one but sadly, i couldnt find any eye-catching or mind-ecstasy pics. thus resulting t stripping peepo's outfit t dress my blog. HA SOUNDS WRONG. sigh if only i KNOW hw t use photoshop. i knw i'll definitely create one tt will make u go "OOOHH AHHH WOOOWWW YESSSSS!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus burnd like $XX.XX on my adidas non marking shoes&amp;shoe bag. its considered DIRT cheap alrdy but ynoe poor souls like me dont really have much moolahs. anyway i was quite upset tt i couldnt gt e model i wantd! i think i shall start scrimping&amp;amp;saving t buy another pair. heh heh. btw i accept donations! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying in my prev entry... i need t gt nw squashracquet too but being e cheapo as i always am, i borrowd it frm mr nice guy aka thian jiahui.(:(:(: he agreed so readily can! since im clairvoyant, i can forsee e future of mr thian as BRIGHT&amp;PROMISING. heh heh GOOD KARMA ynoe(: of course i cant use mr thian's racquet for good(thou i hope i could =x) so i still have t burn my moolahs t gt my own racquet. sighsighsighsighsigh so many stuff t buy, so lil ka-ching. i've a plan thou...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PART-TIME MAID/SLACKING-INSTRUCTOR FOR HIRE!!!&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL ME FOR E DETAILS :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114337450412952932?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114337450412952932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114337450412952932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114337450412952932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114337450412952932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/03/prettypretty_26.html' title='prettypretty'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114294666697006646</id><published>2006-03-21T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T16:04:39.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our time is running out;</title><content type='html'>im so nt used t having such a biggg class&lt;br /&gt;our small cosy cg of nine ballooned t effing NINETEEN.&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe tts nt really a BIG class but -sighs&lt;br /&gt;-grumbles grumbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok sthg on a lighter note!&lt;br /&gt;went out with gay last thurs n caught date movie 3&lt;br /&gt;its effing waste of moolahs luhs&lt;br /&gt;e movie's like only an hr plus n its SO PLOTLESS!&lt;br /&gt;its like parodys, parodys &amp;MORE PARODYS.&lt;br /&gt;gd thing it was a treat frm gay. teehee so i didnt really waste my precious $$$&lt;br /&gt;had pasta for lunch, gay's treat again! (:(:&lt;br /&gt;i think e highlight of e gay outing was our butt-smacking antics!&lt;br /&gt;YES MY GAY FRIGGIN SMACKED MY ARSE.&lt;br /&gt;i was like :0 ! but well i was e one who started it. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;so we kinda butt-smackd each other while he was sending me home. oouucchh ooouuucchhh&lt;br /&gt;on e account tt he send me home&amp;amp;treated me t e movies&amp;lunch,&lt;br /&gt;i shall let him off this time round. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torrance was feeling studious on fri so i went t e library!&lt;br /&gt;but guess wat&lt;br /&gt;i forgot t bring my IC&amp;amp;library card!&lt;br /&gt;asdfghjklasdfghjkl&lt;br /&gt;tskk dunno wat has gtten into me, ve become rather forgetful ever since jan -pouts&lt;br /&gt;since i couldnt borrow e bks i wanted, i went t e beach n ate icecream with nattty!&lt;br /&gt;GLUTTONS UNITE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watevr happend on sat&amp;sun was nt really worth mentioning&lt;br /&gt;actually i jus forgot wat happened.&lt;br /&gt;LOL weird huh&lt;br /&gt;i could recall wat happened on thurs&amp;amp;fri but couldnt rmb wat was i doing in e wkends&lt;br /&gt;selective memory i guess! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohyeah im nw in 06a301&lt;br /&gt;same combi as before&lt;br /&gt;i saw familiar faces n unfamiliar ones too&lt;br /&gt;my new cg is overwhelmed with freshies&lt;br /&gt;we old birds r actually outnumbered by e freshies&lt;br /&gt;weird huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS CAME IN at NOON :&lt;br /&gt;I M ALLOCATED T SQUASH!!&lt;br /&gt;like omg luhs&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY TEEENNNNNIISSSS.&lt;br /&gt;nw ive t burn my pockets t gt e court shoes &amp;amp; squash racquet.&lt;br /&gt;: when will i be able t save up t gt my vans sneakerrrssss?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon me. i think im pms-ing&lt;br /&gt;BAHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114294666697006646?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114294666697006646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114294666697006646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114294666697006646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114294666697006646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/03/our-time-is-running-out.html' title='our time is running out;'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114238920732287973</id><published>2006-03-15T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T10:20:07.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are the shaken</title><content type='html'>finally its e longawaited &amp; much anticipated MARCH HOLS :D&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;ive planned a longlist of activities for this weeeeeeek man&lt;br /&gt;shopping&amp;amp;highteas&amp;games&amp;amp;parties&amp;TANNING&amp;amp;movies&amp;sessions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT MY MOM JUS HAV T SPOIL MY MOOD LUHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: mom aka monster&lt;br /&gt;T: torrance. which is me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tues night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: are you going out AGAIN tml?&lt;br /&gt;T: yup. playing badminton with my cg.&lt;br /&gt;M: wah. why r u busier on hols than on normal sch days?(madness. its only e SECOND day of e week n shes alrdy complaining.)&lt;br /&gt;T: oh pls. its e HOLS. its e only time of e yr where i can do watever(sort of) i want. i doubt ive e time t go out whn sch starts. dowan t rot at home luhs.&lt;br /&gt;M: asdfghjkl!!!(ok she didnt exactly said tt. but she was screaming some alien language which i dont understand) wat'd u mean by ROT AT HOME HUH. have u no respect t ur home?? u dont like ur home u can jus ROT outside!! asdfghjkl!!!(once again, i faild t comprehend wats shes trying t say. jus felt like shutting her up anyway)&lt;br /&gt;T: i nvr say i dont like home watttt.&lt;br /&gt;M: asdfghjkl!!!!!! (didnt bother t make out wat she was saying, or rather screaming.) ure GETTING TOO WILD!!!(like wtf. i think im e guaiest of all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER SIA. if she aint my mom i bet i would jus gaggd her with my smelly socks. SHES SO PARANOID!!! WAT THE EFFFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everythg was going well this week(so far so good)&lt;br /&gt;until tt monster of mine starts t vent all her pmsy-ness on me&lt;br /&gt;BAH.&lt;br /&gt;ok i shouldnt let her pmsy-ness affect me.&lt;br /&gt;i have tonnes of happy days ahead of me!&lt;br /&gt;YES :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOGAY(can be comprehendd as OK or WO-GAY= i am gay). EXCITING stuff now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its tanning with my beloved president of WLTA(we love torrance association)&amp;nat&amp;amp;keith. went siloso and playd beach soccer with strangers! HAHA. apparently they didnt have enuf players so they roped us in. IT WAS SOOOOO FUN! they said im a natural cuz i managed a 5 saves! woohoo. ahh yes i was e goalie cuz i didnt knw hw t dribble e big-as-my-head ball. but well, nat said im jus pure tyco cuz wat i did was stupid. i screamd their heads off whn they tried t err score. LOL n stupidgwen calld me e screamer or screamo for e rest of e day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tt we went gwen's place t wash up&amp; had DURIAN FEST. woohoo(e tot of it activates my salivary glands again) we paid like $50 for e durians? YES WE'RE RICH GLUTTONS. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towned with darleng christine(: shes still as sexy as ever luhs. JEALOUSJEALOUS. hahaha jk. couldnt find e bikini i want :( ohwell. bought my addiasshorts&amp;ripcurlshorts&amp;amp;hairband n christine gt a hairband too. IM SO IN LOVE WITH E FOREVER 21 shorts luhs. its so prepppppyyyyy. -screams. u peepo of WLTA, ynoe wat t do? LOL I WAS JUS JOKING, seriously. hahaha. i had too many skirts so nw im trying t buy as many shorts as possible. IM SO SAD I COULDNT GT MY FOREVER 21 SHORTS. -pouts n die. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighteyyyyy. im so looking forward t meeting my 8darlengs later. woohoo. badminton badminton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMELL Y'ALL&lt;br /&gt;LATERSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i miss my gay. come home soon ok?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114238920732287973?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114238920732287973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114238920732287973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114238920732287973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114238920732287973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-are-shaken.html' title='we are the shaken'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114198956878320120</id><published>2006-03-10T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T19:19:28.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a beautiful mistake;</title><content type='html'>naughty torrance skipped sch!&lt;br /&gt;yup on yesterday&amp;today.&lt;br /&gt;actually leonardo&amp;earth too. hehe&lt;br /&gt;its irrational t waste time on tt boringpieceofsh.t(read:orientation)&lt;br /&gt;y make us go thru' e same thg again?&lt;br /&gt;at least a change in e orientation programmes luhs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs&lt;br /&gt;i miss my good'ol 06a201 &amp;Alhena1&lt;br /&gt;was so effing devastated whn i knw our cg was posted t castor1&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN LIKE THIS?!&lt;br /&gt;this means&lt;strong&gt; i mus learn all e cheers again!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupidstupid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new cg is kinda errmm normal.&lt;br /&gt;nt as wild as a201 :(&lt;br /&gt;theyre so normal they make me feel like im a drunkard high on ecstasy n watnots.&lt;br /&gt;sighsighsighsighsighsigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk tragedies aside,&lt;br /&gt;lets talk bout sthg on a lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with bestie nanny aka erm darleng for din din last nite&lt;br /&gt;i think i bore e sh.t outta him&lt;br /&gt;HAHA PAISEH AH SO SORRY&lt;br /&gt;low on moolahs u see&lt;br /&gt;sooooo we spent like 3hrs eating.&lt;br /&gt;YES EATING!!!&lt;br /&gt;sinful, sinful.&lt;br /&gt;I MUS REPENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keithy&amp;natt&lt;br /&gt;naughtyboys huh&lt;br /&gt;left sch halfway n rang me up for lunch this aftnn&lt;br /&gt;we had pratas!&lt;br /&gt;double yayness&amp;amp;gayness! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;peepo r still so narrow-minded thou its like e 21st century alrdy&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;a gal out with a guy does nt = a couple dating.&lt;br /&gt;GEDDIT?&lt;br /&gt;ive alrdy simplified matters by stating a foolproof formula/eqn.&lt;br /&gt;memorised it. make sure it stays in ur brain for good.&lt;br /&gt;if not, come n look for me - Dr. Torrance Smartypants Lee&lt;br /&gt;I MAKE SURE IT GT STUCK IN UR HEAD, LITERALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114198956878320120?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114198956878320120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114198956878320120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114198956878320120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114198956878320120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/03/beautiful-mistake.html' title='a beautiful mistake;'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114187325258097140</id><published>2006-03-09T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T11:03:24.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im on fire when ure near me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything inside you knows&lt;br /&gt;says more than what you’ve heard&lt;br /&gt;so much more than empty conversations&lt;br /&gt;filled with empty words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114187325258097140?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114187325258097140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114187325258097140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114187325258097140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114187325258097140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-on-fire-when-ure-near-me.html' title='im on fire when ure near me'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114174100268493942</id><published>2006-03-07T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T22:16:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED</title><content type='html'>im actually digging Alicia Key's Unbreakable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this love is unbreakable.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus had dinner with alex&amp;syen at tamp.&lt;br /&gt;was supposed t be a cg outing but e gals were pretty tied up with their ogl duties&lt;br /&gt;and my new wifey earthee abandoned us for her maid's cooking. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crapped for like 2hrs at e foodcourt with tt 2 morons(hehe)&lt;br /&gt;DIRTY TALKS sia. HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;hmmm ya mainly gossiped bout schs(includ. ahs, vs...)&lt;br /&gt;syen almost puked out his dessert luhs.&lt;br /&gt;'cuz our topics r like so RIDUCULOUSLY FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe its jus the company.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home with alex&lt;br /&gt;OH BOY HE SURE IS A SENTIMENTAL PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we'll always be dere for ya boy! but erm try nt t wear ur vj uni whn u visit us in mj luhs huh. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORIENTATION &lt;/strong&gt;was kinda okay today&lt;br /&gt;thou it was horriblyboring during e first half of e day&lt;br /&gt;we had effing discipline talks luhs!&lt;br /&gt;e vp is like so WOLS(read:slow)&lt;br /&gt;me n nas was counting e secs he would pause before he continues his sentence&lt;br /&gt;its like &lt;strong&gt;friggin 5 secs&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;TSKK. so popo mama.&lt;br /&gt;den for e rest of e day we jus did e mass dance(yay) n played captain's ball(not-so-yay).&lt;br /&gt;HEH N I HARRASSED FAISAL T BE MY MAN.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;deres this moron in my grp who thinks im a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;SHITHOLE LUHS YOU. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA.&lt;br /&gt;i found my long-lost kindergarten fren!&lt;br /&gt;hes in mj! :D&lt;br /&gt;still e same arhh nvr change&lt;br /&gt;but he couldnt recognise me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. hw i miss my presch days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114174100268493942?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114174100268493942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114174100268493942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114174100268493942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114174100268493942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/03/tired.html' title='TIRED'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114113632542016213</id><published>2006-02-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:28:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;WE WON THE LIT CREATIVE ASSIGNMENT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yay e 40$ swensen's voucher is all OURS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;06a201 OWNS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teeeeheeeeeheeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok proper stuff nw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-clears throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'd like t take this opportunity t thank all of my beloved babys of 06A201: takwai, candice, darlingchristine, earthy, devil syen, kingly alex, leonardo n last but nt e least, yongsheng. all of us ve put in great time+effort in this class proj and im so proud of all of ya! there were tears, blood, sweat and saliva. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh. its so sad tt we've gotta part soon. in a blink of an eye n 2mths jus passd us by. im so gonna miss e silly(dirty) talks and lame times we share. &lt;strong&gt;i'll no longer see leonardo every morn before assembly. i'll nt hear any stupid comments frm devil syen. i'll nt be able t take bus ride home with kingly alex. and i cant attack/abuse em anymore.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;BOOHOOHOO. why, why mus this happen t me.. my princes(-coughs) are leaving me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-sniffles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hope e 2nd intake peepo wld be jus as interesting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if nt, tt kinda defeats e purpose of me staying in mj instead of going tj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;excite me peepo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/DSCN0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v409/ihateyoutorrance/MJCPAE06A201I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114113632542016213?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114113632542016213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114113632542016213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114113632542016213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114113632542016213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/02/farewell.html' title='farewell'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114094055257568732</id><published>2006-02-26T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T15:58:56.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youre e heart i call home</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;todays my precious babysista burfday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUS ONE MONTH AFT MINE(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went t buy her present &amp;burfday cake at parkway with faddy&lt;br /&gt;hahh gt e &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;strawberry sweetheart&lt;/span&gt; n e barbie watch for darleng sissy.&lt;br /&gt;shes sure gonnna love it t bits cuz i noe my sis e best. -winks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e green gio jr polo tee caught my fancy&lt;br /&gt;almost bought it on impulse.&lt;br /&gt;haiyah. den he reminded me its nt really worthwhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my lovely sat with my darlengs&lt;br /&gt;all e gurls r like WOW!&lt;br /&gt;they dolled up sia.&lt;br /&gt;fellow bimboes. haha&lt;br /&gt;ok im nt counted as one cuz still &lt;strong&gt;nt qualified yet&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, we made a huge din at e pizzahut&lt;br /&gt;we create noise everywhere we go&lt;br /&gt;ha i dunno if we shuld be proud of tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were rushing t e esplanade t catch e s-21 play&lt;br /&gt;n yes we made it in time thou e gals were on heels.&lt;br /&gt;aft e show we jus roamed aimlessly around esplanade&lt;br /&gt;playd e silly truth or dare&lt;br /&gt;its so &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;neither daring nor truthful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather jus jump into e sg river n try t learn swimming dere&lt;br /&gt;den probably some hunky &lt;strong&gt;merman&lt;/strong&gt; will save me yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tell me wat t do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ynoe i cant see thru e haze around me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; i do anything that just feel better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i missyou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114094055257568732?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114094055257568732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114094055257568732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114094055257568732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114094055257568732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/02/youre-e-heart-i-call-home.html' title='youre e heart i call home'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114078157936874304</id><published>2006-02-24T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:46:19.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is my result from e tickle thingy.&lt;br /&gt;heh d'u think its accurate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're a bold, confident orange. A warm, powerful color that indicates a strong, welcoming personality, orange is the mark of people who are social and extroverted by nature. Vibrant, with an upbeat attitude, you have a bright, inviting demeanor. Energetic and fun-loving, you're a real friend-magnet. Your easy charm and unassuming manner make you the sort of person people want to meet and get to know better. Well-rounded and fun to be around, you enjoy helping others, so it's no surprise that orange also symbolizes attraction. Orange is an extraordinary color — for an extraordinary person.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114078157936874304?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114078157936874304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114078157936874304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114078157936874304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/114078157936874304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2006/02/this-is-my-result-from-e-tickle-thingy.html' title=''/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-114060267850729957</id><published>2006-02-22T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T18:24:52.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you in?</title><content type='html'>YAY IM BACK(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betcha missd me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies like how supersonic bees fly t honey.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe how ranceyy fly t -x-.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. ive found my eyecandy in mj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i love my cg.&lt;br /&gt;they gave me brownies and err hotilicious panties for my burfday(2601)!&lt;br /&gt;interesting peepo yes?&lt;br /&gt;deres e witch, e candy, e motherearth, e ducky, e laxative, e asean, e leonardodicarprio, e goryfan and e PRESIDENT.&lt;br /&gt;lucky me right?&lt;br /&gt;SEEEE ARTS STUDENTS R FARRRRRR MORE INTERESTING THAN YOU MUG-ISH SCI PEEPO.&lt;br /&gt;haha no offense. but hey, it's THE TRUTH&lt;br /&gt;face it darlings(:&lt;br /&gt;its no gooooooood t live in delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you be love and i'll be e liar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-114060267850729957?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/114060267850729957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=114060267850729957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;HIATUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-112000845463836080?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/112000845463836080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=112000845463836080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/112000845463836080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/112000845463836080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/06/hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111753932576975550</id><published>2005-05-31T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:35:25.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>torn into pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;the scent still lingers on;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught starwars this aftnn with ricky(:&lt;br /&gt;though im not a bigggg fan of starwars, i kinda enjoyed it&lt;br /&gt;maybe except d fact tt i was freeeeezing inside d theatre.&lt;br /&gt;tt sweeeetboy of mine offered me his hc uniform(top) &amp; of course i took it&lt;br /&gt;at first i was kinda worried tt his shirt may reek of this "nan ren wei", or preferably known as d masculine scent.&lt;br /&gt;but i was proven wrong, very wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I WAS ACTUALLY ADDICTED T THAT SMELLL OF HIS SHIRT!!&lt;br /&gt;its like d combination/mixture of bodysoap+detergent+"masucline scent"or watsoever.&lt;br /&gt;gees. i was pretty distracted by this alluring fragrance..&lt;br /&gt;but his spastic comments bout d show managed t zap me back t reality. ooouuuccchh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhkay aft tt we went t eat at longjohns.&lt;br /&gt;saw some familiar facessss n yes, i tried t ignore their presence&lt;br /&gt;'cuz i was a lil embarrassed&lt;br /&gt;dont ask me why, i dun have a clue too.&lt;br /&gt;was pretty entertained by his "i-can-freeeeze-u-to-death" jokes&lt;br /&gt;arrfing hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;den it came someparts where he suan-ed me t no end&lt;br /&gt;so i flashed out my plastic knife n kept attacking him as if tt was my lightsabber.&lt;br /&gt;too much starwars i guess! xp&lt;br /&gt;poor boy gt some hideous reddish scars on his hand--my masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;i should be made a jedi, ynoe.&lt;br /&gt;shoooooo anakin! back off obi-wan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i was just joking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ricky sent me home aft all d traumatic experience for him&lt;br /&gt;while in d bus, i cont'd attacking him with my "force"&lt;br /&gt;oh no d starwars saga has gotten d better of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, using my uncle's lappy at his uhh aloha loyang chalet.&lt;br /&gt;arrffing boredddd. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know if its right of me t feel this way, again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but d smiles&amp;warmth u brought me were real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so real it feels surreal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111753932576975550?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111743021645139303</id><published>2005-05-30T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:13:53.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like yesterday it's gone</title><content type='html'>HOOOLIDDAAYY -waves your hands in d air n shake your booty baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im soooo high so flyyyy :D maybe it's d liquor tts acting on me maybe it's d hangover(?!) maybe it's d music(holiday by green day) maybe it's d company im keeping (gwen&amp;co) &lt;strong&gt;maybe it's jus me being ME (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest was my broey's all-time favourite gay partner aka yw's burfday party. drank a lil; dance a lil; ATE A LOT; played ALOT; slept a lil; kissed none. HA. at first mom dint really allowed me t go 'cause "shes worried for me". den yw called n i made him talked on d phone with mom n viola! okay credits t gwen&amp;my broey too. THANKYOU BABYS &gt;(: hmmm so i wore my favourite white glittery &lt;strong&gt;fcuk&lt;/strong&gt; halter &amp;amp; jeans while broey donned d usual shirt&amp;jeans. WE LOOKED LIKE A COUPLE accordding t gwen(she came over at noon) cuz we both wore jeans&amp;amp;whitetop but heck. everyone dere noes we're bro&amp;sista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made gwen t go with me in case broey n co decides t abandon me(which means t catch d m18 shows) goodness gracious gwen lookd like shes ready for clubbing! &lt;strong&gt;brownflippedMINIskirt &amp;amp; hugemisssixty white buckle belt &amp; pinkguess tube &amp;amp; maxmara choker!&lt;/strong&gt; i bet if deres any kidnapper/sex maniac on d loose, gwen would be his next victim. man shes HOTTTT. &lt;em&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/em&gt; GOT REAL TURNED ON BY our goodness gwen, eh? -winks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deres like around 20+ ppl turned up for his party. almost couldnt recognise nat though i met him a week ago. he freaking shaved his head even b4 hes enlisted. kiasuism. -shakes head. my sis-in-law kel came at near 7 n brought d yummylicious tiramisu for us! nicenicenice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its dancing&amp;(mainly)playing all d way t 11 when mom called :(. gt a lil nervous cuz i was nt supposed t drink! as in alcoholic drinks luhs. if she knw i had some liquor shes prolly nt gonna lemme out for parties anymore. soooo i gt everyone t convince mom tt its late &amp;amp; we're still pretty hyper n yadayadayadayadayada. mom lenient! yay :D much because broey's with me &amp; she thinks yw is a MR NICE GUY. -sniggers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cont'd t fool around till i gt knocked out. woke up &amp;amp; found myself lying on top of uhh gwen&amp;nat. still properly dressed mind u. my earrings gt tangled up with gwen's hair. took like 15mins t untangle my earrings. it was an awkward position ok, with my ears sticking to her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had pratas for brunch. kel&amp;amp;broey went off t somewhere else. t dating of course. hah d rest are playing either ps2 or xbox while i hogged d comp. going off real soon. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deres sch tml. sadsad. but nvm, im going out with ricky aft sch tml (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111743021645139303?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111743021645139303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111743021645139303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111743021645139303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111743021645139303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/05/like-yesterday-its-gone.html' title='like yesterday it&apos;s gone'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111694307138708692</id><published>2005-05-24T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T21:57:51.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my konstantinee</title><content type='html'>hello im at christian's cribs nw -waves. okayy so i did screwed up my L1r5. very badly in fact. i needa uhh half-ed my l1r5 t get into a decent jaycee. pathetic. it's PTC for me this fri i guess. d muchdreaded parents-teacher conference. -frowns. i smell trouble.  SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i always catch d clock its 11:11&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres d very brief summary of my uhh (private) post exams activities/celebrations. jus in case u were wondering how i spent tt much anticipated break. I KNOW U VE NOTHING T DO!! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues aft chem paperone: sammie&amp;i went towning! yay. WE LOVE TOPSHOP. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;wed(1st marking day for 4a) : kayak my day away with gwennie&amp;amp;co. they all gt burnt but im still as white as d white steamed chicken. tskk. i did NOT apply any sunblock or watever uv thingy at all aight.&lt;br /&gt;thurs(2nd marking day) : cleaned up my room! GREAT ACCOMPLISHMENT okay. wat a fruitful day :D&lt;br /&gt;fri(d judgement day aka get-back-results-and-cry day) : i failed amaths. wats new. ha. but i passed chem&amp;emaths!!! dance baby dance!!!&lt;br /&gt;sat: tuition as usual. saw nat while on d way t parkway for din din. (:&lt;br /&gt;sun: went msia. for shopping of course. bought loadsa body shop stuff. yay&lt;br /&gt;mon: home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so its not actionpacked. tats very typical of me anyway. aight i noticed this lil commotion in my comments system... UH i dont really care if u think sugarcult "sucks" as much as mcfly(which mean it sucks all d way t d centre of d earth n den back t d moon) 'cause I LIKE IT WAT. i cant help it if u think sugarcult sucks or watsoever. ok? go ahead n condemn them for all i care. i'll jus delete watever i deem inappropiate luhs ok. HAIYO.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my pumpkin. NOTE: chris/christian is not my bf. GWEN STOP SPREADING LIES. ynoe its not true. 'cause im happily ....... t my pumpkin (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111694307138708692?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111694307138708692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111694307138708692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111694307138708692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111694307138708692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-konstantinee.html' title='my konstantinee'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111581949264560361</id><published>2005-05-11T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T21:51:32.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>behind these hazel eyes</title><content type='html'>wogay im over at gwen's cribs now. aha i noe i &lt;strong&gt;SHOULDNT&lt;/strong&gt; be out during this period of time but HECK ah. deres jus &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; t study for eng ryt? only dumb asses do tt. woohoo 6more days &amp; im liberated!! -dances around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i betta blog this quick cause dad's gonna pick me up in uhh 25mins time. so pardon if its slipshot or aiya make do with it wogay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6papers down. i can so predict my amaths marks.if im lucky i could jus fail borderline, if not i guess its SINGLE DIGIT for me. ahaha im so prepared for d worst. chem is still-can-make it luhs. bio is good. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my humanities subjs.. I STILL CANT FINISH THEM ON TIME!! ss, eng lit &amp; hist. RAH. i need t improve on my writing speed. no point mugging so hard t remember d content n yet fail t write them dwn ryt? argh. its getting on my nerves. i could've probably done betta if i could write like 1/4 time faster! RAH RAH RAH. sigh. humans r like my bestest(?!) subjs aight. i will die a terrible death if i get like b4 or lower. -frowns&amp;pout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be tearing hair out while mugging tml. its modernworldhist&amp;emaths paper two on thurs. -ROAR! tuition &amp;amp; more tuition. read&amp;memorise. t quote reuben, "SAD AH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gwen's irritating me with her simple plan&amp;mcfly songs. at first i tot its some boyband cd she was playing. theyre like POP BALLADS ynoe. eeyer. ive nthg against pop but i CANNOT stand mcfly. really. I NEED I NEED I NEED I NEED I NEED.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;...........SUGARCULT!!! -screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wogay im going off soon. t get my dose of sugarcult :D i LOVE SUGARCULT. much loves. i cant wait for tues! heh while y'all pathetic souls still mugging yer asses out, IM GOING T PARTY N PARTY N PARTY till MY PANTS DROP! oops. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy mugging u twerps.&lt;br /&gt;XXXOOOXXXOOOXXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111581949264560361?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111581949264560361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111581949264560361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111581949264560361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111581949264560361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/05/behind-these-hazel-eyes.html' title='behind these hazel eyes'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111527647906227624</id><published>2005-05-04T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:01:19.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i even fell for that stupid love song</title><content type='html'>aye aye! gwennie&amp;torrie reporting for dutyy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a crazy weekend. =DDD okay lets jus summarise our exciting happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday 30042005- &lt;/strong&gt;towning with sweethearts! bought loadsa stuffies.(torrie spent in total of 120$ on 1tank, 1tee, 1funky fcuk skirt. gwen splurged near 150$ on a pair of slip-ons &amp; guess tee) saw loadsa irksome beings.(case of the EXS) -frowns. but ahh it dint really affect our mood. d highlight of d day was tt we exchanged our sch uniforms; i wore gwen's ij uniform and she took my nerdish too-white-to-miss uniform. to complete my supposedly "bimbo" look, gwen tied my hair into a superperky ponytail with limegreen rubber band n colourful pins t secure d frills. my head was like this christmas tree luhs. aiyo. my bro almost couldnt recognise me whn he met me later. tskk. keithy said i look girly n commented tt gwen somehow or rather failed t look intellectual(shit u keithy!) went t kpool t uhh play pool with broey&amp;frens while gwennie changed out of my YUCKY ahs uniform n went clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday 01052005 HAPPY LABOUR's DAY- &lt;/strong&gt;torrie had a hott date with some smartypants. aha jk. she had tuition with a fren at causeway point(?!!). uhuh den chris called torrie up at 5 in the evening and lured her to go tonning at keithy's place. torrie called gwennie to come along. in the end, 5ppl went. basically, everyone made a fool outta themselves dere. (chris almost got castrated by gwen, torrie was pushed into the pool together with keithy, gwen went bonkers when she heard the britney spears DO SOMETHIN' and did the SLUT dance with chris. nic molested everyone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday 02052005- &lt;/strong&gt;i tot i could finally get my ass down t study/mug. but my family dragged me t tm and yes i shopped like mad again. bought 3spag tops from mango. so i squandered almost half of my fortune. -frowns. dad extorted 50$ from me &amp; 80$ from broey for d mama's day pressie. -screams. gwennie was a good gal n stayed home t study. (go place ur 4D bets nw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. that was long. okay so dont be confused cuz its the BOTH OF US blogging. aiyo. i came all d way frm tanah merah t tanjong pagar t use d comp at gwen's place. PATHETIC AH. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im leaving now. ciao. enjoy ur stay here. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111527647906227624?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111527647906227624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111527647906227624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111527647906227624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111527647906227624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-even-fell-for-that-stupid-love-song.html' title='i even fell for that stupid love song'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111483619776648580</id><published>2005-04-30T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T12:43:17.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be jus fine, pretending im not</title><content type='html'>hello this is gwennie reporting for duty! =D as we all know(i presume u do) our poor torrie can no longer update her bloggie uhhuh. but i decided to keep this pretty(bloody) bloggie alive! yes yes i will update on her behalf. =)=) im a good fren after all kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our dearie gt so traumatised after her oral exam tat she yelled at a COMPLETE STRANGER(gasp!) when tt promoter was trying to approach us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHUT UP U SUCKER!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes tat was the exact words she erm shouted. or yelled. crazy gal. i got so shocked okay. her face was like WHOA PLEASE DONT COME NEAR ME I WILL BITE U tat kind lor. tat guy so dumb la. if we dont respond means we're uninterested right den go away la. this kinda ppl really ask for it. think tat guy cursed us in hokkein or something. heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very bad day for her so i decided to keep her accompany. we went parkway and lunched at yoshinoya. her face was still veryyyy fierce la. so i tried to cheer her up by talking bout LALA. finally she smiled okay. credits to me!! =D ah oh her LALA msg`d her and u can totally see the drastic mood change ok. this mad gal even drag`d me to the ecp to stare at the sky(sun). its like how bloody hot lor. but wat to do, im a loyal fren okay. i wont abandon my bestie! =)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she told me a stupid lame joke on the way home(obviously her LALA has some miraculous effect on her) -&gt; THE FUSION OF PUNK AND JAZZ IS....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUNK.&lt;br /&gt;(screams)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i think its long enough. happy anot torrie? u owe me the muddy mud pie from coffee club xpress ok! wheeeeeeee. we`re going towning!(when we`re supposed to be mugging at home) =)=)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GWENNIE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111483619776648580?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111483619776648580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111483619776648580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111483619776648580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111483619776648580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/04/ill-be-jus-fine-pretending-im-not.html' title='i&apos;ll be jus fine, pretending im not'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111466936558461343</id><published>2005-04-28T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T14:26:50.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so deep that i didnt even scream fuck me</title><content type='html'>HEAR ME ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH. my comp's seriously screwed. manythanx t tt friggin ED***. so yeaa wun be updating as often till someone performs a miracle on tt piece of damned metal.&lt;br /&gt;fag it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im SHIVERING in d uhh autumn symphony aka xiu tian de ying yue comp lab. wat a name for a comp lab. s`posed t be REVISING for our midyrs but everyones either playing comp games or surfing p.orn. aha kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking bout midyrs, i still have -counts 11days t d first paper n 1 freaking day t d paper one&amp;oral exam. believe it or not, ive not started mugging at all. gees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawdddd. i need a miracle. but..L1R5 &lt; 15? ok i need more than a miracle. -frowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i love you baby. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111466936558461343?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111466936558461343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111466936558461343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111466936558461343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111466936558461343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-deep-that-i-didnt-even-scream-fuck.html' title='so deep that i didnt even scream fuck me'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111340196350342162</id><published>2005-04-13T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:11:11.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feed d hungry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;that time of d month &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;AHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching todays concert almost brought me t tears. no, not because i find d whole friendship week thingy touching, its because -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. IT &lt;/em&gt;is yet another lame showcase of BAD DANCING. alamak. even d supposedly-t-be-breakdancing-cum-cheerleading thingy cant save d whole show. SAD AH.&lt;br /&gt;2. i was steaming like a bun in d uhh steamer, waiting t be cookd. shit u baboonseng. why cant we have d assembly in d air con hall?? hello, we paid our sch fees aight.&lt;br /&gt;3. i was wearing my FULL PE ATTIRE whn they took d 'sec4 friendship class photo'. i didnt evn friggin noe in d 1st place tt theyre gonna 'PUBLICISE' our ohsoglamourous pic. is this some kinda HAPPY FRIENDSHIP WEEK surprise? congrats t them, they freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me how can i not be traumatised?! ive a sad life. take pity on me and get me some slimming products. be part of make-yx-happy proj! save a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOGAY(its a new form of ok, courtesy of gwen)&lt;br /&gt;lemme share one piece of good news with y'all&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MY NEW CELL!!! yes yes tt very stylish nokia7260. haha i noe im very LAG. but SAD AH ppl gt NO MONEY u see. nvm. ITS MINE NW. muahahaha. like finally! yay lets do d victory dance together! -shakes ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres one interesting happening tt took place on d very fateful 11042005:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;backgrd info: we were all preparing t visit my great grandaunt. i was wearing my fav mambo halter and den...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broey: eh since whn did ur boobs grw t normal size?&lt;br /&gt;ME: -rolling my eyes- AND since whn did ur penis grw t d acceptable length?&lt;br /&gt;broey: walau. its ALWAYS standard size ok. in fact i think its LONGER than d average. -with a smug look on his face- (honestly, i cant comment on this cuz ive never seen his thang. yucks)&lt;br /&gt;ME: SAME HERE. my boobs has always been NORMAL THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;broey: stop living in denial. its bad.&lt;br /&gt;ME: u too. get a life. stop ogling at ur own sista.&lt;br /&gt;broey: me??...wat???!!..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANG BANG!! double combo. woohoo. okok heres other one t kill time. i mean t kill ur time. i noe uve too much time t spare ryt? aint tt d reason why ure here staring at this particular line??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bingo" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span &gt;bingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;this is wat happened: mom saw me in halter top. mom shakes head and..&lt;br /&gt;mom: AIYO. if ur greatgrandaunt see u wear liddat sure flip one&lt;br /&gt;ME: haha. flip ah good lor. do exercise good for lao ren jia ynoe.&lt;br /&gt;mom: dont be cheeky! go gt change t sthg decent.&lt;br /&gt;ME: this is very decent LIAO. u want me t wear long sleeve n jeans isit?!&lt;br /&gt;mom: GOOD IDEA. nw SHOO. go change!&lt;br /&gt;ME: NOOOOO. -shudders-&lt;br /&gt;...10mins later...&lt;br /&gt;i came out wearing a BLACK fcuk long sleeve shirt with d white FCUK wordings splashd across d chest, matchd with a pink(omg. im wearing PINK. go buy 4D!!!) ok its fuchsia skirt. this time, my DAD had a prob with tt.&lt;br /&gt;dad: WHY FCUK?! so crude!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ME: ure d crude one luhs. its d initials for FRENCH CONNECTION UK.&lt;br /&gt;dad: but it gives others d wrong impression ynoe..&lt;br /&gt;ME: nooo!! i tot ure a liberal dad!!! u LIKE mcr!! u cant be THAT bad ryt??!&lt;br /&gt;dad: oh ya true HOR. okok go ahead. i doubt she lao ren jia will noe wats fcuk. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEE. trust me t come up with tt line (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrights. im getting all hyped nw. we'll gt dismiss at 12pm tml t catch d bball girls nationals finals. yay. we'll be cheering for them. yay. i can go out aft tt. yay. and d only UN-YAY thing is tt I DONT NOE HW T GO ANYWHERE FRM TOA PAYOH SPORTS HALL WITHOUT TAXI. ah how brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long &amp;amp; goodnight! keepsafe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111340196350342162?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111340196350342162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111340196350342162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111340196350342162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111340196350342162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/04/feed-d-hungry.html' title='feed d hungry'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111314173062936902</id><published>2005-04-10T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T22:06:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby i love you so</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have thought of rose petals mostly perfect and pure&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;den I thought of your petals &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the abuse theyve been through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dunnoe wat got me t gt soooooo addicted t The Used&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes, i even changed d layout t The Used one (:(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;praise me darlengs! its so fricking nice! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I lost my head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You couldnt come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This lust t my brain almost feels like a gun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;its been a bad bad week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;havent really enjoyed a day this wk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;though i ponned cca on fri t catch miss congeniality 2 with my 2 precious darlengs anns&amp;sammie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had this gurl-t-gurl talk with them at mac b4 d movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my dearie anns gt very emo as usual&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and HA, guess wat, i was playing d cool bean all along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;maybe its cause im nt d victim, or so t say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;boo. WHATEVER. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im &lt;strong&gt;very sick&lt;/strong&gt; of it already&lt;em&gt;,- i emphasise, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;VERY sick&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;of all d pretences n fake facades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so gross.so revolting.fugly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ohwell but its a real test t friendship yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;many hugs&amp;amp;kisses&amp;heartfelt thanks t ricky, nannybestie, anns, linfengie, gwen and basically everyone who showered me with care&amp;amp;concern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;heh aint it so hair-raising? awww im jus so capable of mushy stuff :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-smucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;much &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told d angels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cant stay in heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I asked d devil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If we cut out the bad well then we'd have nthg left&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I &lt;strong&gt;cut up your angels&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah &lt;strong&gt;you stabbed me to death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you, come again (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111314173062936902?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111279425614623267</id><published>2005-04-06T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T21:34:13.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate you fcked up miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby you could keep me up in bed &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my konstantine &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you spin around me like a dream &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we played out on this movie screen &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i said &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;did you know &lt;strong&gt;i missed you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when im not that strong t carry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;take me away from it all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111279425614623267?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111279425614623267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111279425614623267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111279425614623267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111279425614623267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-hate-you-fcked-up-miss.html' title='i hate you fcked up miss'/><author><name>torrance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04271285881779774550</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11890090.post-111251089156067122</id><published>2005-04-03T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T16:38:00.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>hello all (:&lt;br /&gt;decided t shift again(since all my sneakers died)&lt;br /&gt;its alright if ure lazy t relink&lt;br /&gt;deres this link in my old blog which will link u here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaps so im nw at keith's place with d usual bunch of crazy doofus(gwen, chris, keith(DUH!!!)&amp;kelvin)&lt;br /&gt;heh we were so bored aft training tt we decided t crash at keith's homey&lt;br /&gt;(movies&amp;shopping didnt thrill d guys)&lt;br /&gt;his mansion is damn big okay&lt;br /&gt;any bimboes or himboes or dumbasses will lose their way i tell u -chuckles&lt;br /&gt;see gwen, i didnt tell anyone u cant find ur way t d billard room!!&lt;br /&gt;oopsy. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunchd at this nearby thai restaurant and d food is sooo yummylicious&lt;br /&gt;went back t keithy's homey aft tt&lt;br /&gt;d guys playd pool while gwenny&amp;i crappd nonstop bout - and *&lt;br /&gt;heh okok make it bitching.(d guys joined in at times while waiting for their turns)&lt;br /&gt;AFTER 90 friggin mins d guys were still playin pool&lt;br /&gt;such selfish fellas. -shakes head&lt;br /&gt;so gwenny&amp;i had no choice but t play comp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE I AM, with the EVER-ADORABLE HOTTIE GWENNY crashing in&lt;br /&gt;she wanna say that she loves me(i know that, darleng xp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did this new blog template(with no one's help) in 20mins :D&lt;br /&gt;remarkable right?&lt;br /&gt;ok luhs nw this HOTTIE wants me t credit her for uhh feeding me with kokokrunch&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU AH GWEN MARY TAN SI TING(why ur name so long wan?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;shall go bug d guys nw (:&lt;br /&gt;smucks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11890090-111251089156067122?l=vintagetrooper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vintagetrooper.blogspot.com/feeds/111251089156067122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11890090&amp;postID=111251089156067122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11890090/posts/default/111251089156067122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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