<?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-5849971</id><updated>2011-09-26T04:06:26.612+08:00</updated><category term='Muahahahahha..'/><category term='I feel like a fucking druggie.'/><title type='text'>. Thøµghts ·</title><subtitle type='html'>A simple, ironic journey.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>191</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-2921267701576813295</id><published>2008-10-22T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T23:54:25.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>They say.. No matter what happens..Keep smiling like you haven't a worry in the world.That's exactly what I intend to do..And this last thought goes without saying...Its about time the old Maria was back.. (;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2921267701576813295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=2921267701576813295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2921267701576813295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2921267701576813295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/they-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-6570932963020882455</id><published>2008-10-04T00:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:13:51.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna run away..And never say goodbye.I mean every single word.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6570932963020882455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=6570932963020882455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/6570932963020882455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/6570932963020882455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wanna-run-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-2698214537281520066</id><published>2008-09-01T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T12:59:50.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Muahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!For some strange reason.. I'm feeling bloody hyper today..I mean, isn't monday supposed to come with its own set of  "blues" or something?I didn't wanna go out on Saturday.. So I stayed home all the way..Yesterday, me and Mom went to Harvey Normal in Bukit Batok..Now, this job I have.. It requires me to edit the customer service reports for various departmental </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2698214537281520066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=2698214537281520066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2698214537281520066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2698214537281520066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2008/09/muahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-6126705338033279964</id><published>2008-08-25T22:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T22:31:17.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went for my new job today.. Honestly..Of all the jobs I've had, I've never actually sat behind a desk and had to do work on a PC..In a weird way, it was strangely empowering?I guess I could actually see myself doing an actual job without any sorta problems? I dunno..Either that or I'm going totally bonkers.For some weird reason, I felt very at home in the office..I guess its kinda like a get-away</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6126705338033279964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=6126705338033279964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/6126705338033279964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/6126705338033279964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2008/08/went-for-my-new-job-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-7193371478731073095</id><published>2008-08-22T15:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T16:07:28.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Before I begin my raves and rants.. I have something to say.I AM BEING FORCED TO DO THIS!By GAYATHRIE! (This is meant to be invisible.)So yeh.. I'm all set now.. LOL.My feet are effing soreeeeeeee.... Why why why whyyyyyy me........Pfft.I went for an interview last week @ Chai Chee.. TechnoPark or something..Was supposed to start the job on Aug 22nd.. Which happens to be today.. Hmm.So these </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7193371478731073095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=7193371478731073095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/7193371478731073095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/7193371478731073095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2008/08/before-i-begin-raving-about-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-2227609516609264534</id><published>2008-08-12T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:41:37.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a while since I've posted anything here..I guess I don't really know where else I could let all this out?Have you ever felt as though you've pretty much gone through whatever there is to go through in one lifetime?Ever felt as though.. You don't know what to do with your life anymore?Wondered about what tomorrow holds..Where exactly you're headed to?Perhaps even.. Why you're living?What</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2227609516609264534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=2227609516609264534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2227609516609264534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2227609516609264534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-while-since-ive-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-4460372803995661788</id><published>2007-10-19T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T21:32:43.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My wisdom tooth started acting up last night.. I was quite annoyed caz it effing hurts. I couldn't even eat the laddu my mom bought.. It's still on my bed.SO!Here I am... Stuck in the wonderful city of Kuala Lumpur..Am putting up at The Royale Bintang Hotel..Something screwed up on their website and we were quoted the wrong price.. (SGD$400/night which is insane.)My mom insisted on making </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4460372803995661788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=4460372803995661788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/4460372803995661788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/4460372803995661788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-wisdom-tooth-started-acting-up-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-4206011920521983780</id><published>2007-10-10T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T18:47:41.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so bored I could kill myself.I want that effing bracelet/watch.):</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4206011920521983780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=4206011920521983780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/4206011920521983780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/4206011920521983780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-so-bored-i-could-kill-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-3449970156694529081</id><published>2007-09-27T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T18:10:20.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone makes mistakes and sometimes, when people around you coincidentally do exactly what you did when you were younger, you just have the urge to reach out to them and tell them, don't do it.It's not easy, especially not so when you barely know the person.I realised that no matter how accepting the society claims to be, Singapore's always going to remain a place filled with narrow minded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3449970156694529081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=3449970156694529081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/3449970156694529081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/3449970156694529081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/09/everyone-makes-mistakes-and-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-2958896909223969385</id><published>2007-09-05T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T23:17:18.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As soon as I start working (again) and get my first pay from that job.. I'm getting myself this.http://cgi.ebay.com.au/NEW-GUESS-LADIES-CRYSTAL-CHARM-WATCH-WRNTY-G95414L_W0QQitemZ110143539244QQihZ001QQcategoryZ111704QQtcZphotoQQcmdZViewItem#paymentmethodsThat is, if there are any left.. *Pout*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2958896909223969385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=2958896909223969385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2958896909223969385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2958896909223969385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/09/as-soon-as-i-start-working-again-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-7331361057628075036</id><published>2007-08-05T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T20:44:50.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Never thought I'd say this.I want to go back to Canada.From the bottom of my heart I do.Guess I realised I actually like it better there.AND!Mostly its because the heat in Singapore is driving me INSANE.I can't even get to bed proper! OMG.Everywhere I go, I perspire like there's no tomorrow.I'm gonna melt away into nothing soon enough.. (If only.)But that's not the point.The point is, I don't see</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7331361057628075036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=7331361057628075036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/7331361057628075036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/7331361057628075036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/08/never-thought-id-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-7010772987009245673</id><published>2007-07-28T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T16:52:27.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A year overseas was one hellova huge eye opener for me.For one, you really do realise who really is there for you.And of course, who isn't.Time brings around people showing the malice they hold in their heart towards you.It's quite funny, if you ask me.Alas, it's all a part and parcel of life.. No?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7010772987009245673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=7010772987009245673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/7010772987009245673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/7010772987009245673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/07/year-overseas-was-one-hellova-huge-eye.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-2559920893799074035</id><published>2007-07-19T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T00:18:13.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Am finally back in Singapore.After all those months of yearning.All those times I dearly wished I could somehow teleport myself back to SG.Times I wondered why my mother even wanted me to go to Canada at all.Moments I prayed everything was just a dream.I remember boldly declaring how I was absolutely positive nothing has changed.With friends.. Family. Relations I had with the people I knew.If </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2559920893799074035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=2559920893799074035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2559920893799074035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2559920893799074035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/07/am-finally-back-in-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-2676119022484173087</id><published>2007-06-24T07:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T07:54:54.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mmm.. I just got back from Square One.. LOL.All the plans me and Santiago made are sooooo going down the drain.So much for Eaton centre.. Lmao. Most of my shopping is already done.. I spent SO much..I have a problem with controlling how I spend money.. Seriously.I'm like this.. Weird ass shopper who just gets everything I feel like getting.. Not good.I only have like 200 bucks in my acc and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2676119022484173087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=2676119022484173087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2676119022484173087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/2676119022484173087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-3366999708366070808</id><published>2007-06-13T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T05:11:31.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just read every single entry I ever posted on my blog.I have to say, it was pretty interesting. LOL.How my thoughts changed over time.. How memories formed. How stuff I've almost forgotten about were tickled right back into my head and how every one of these occurrences took place just yesterday, or so it seems.I started counting down the day left till I finally leave for Singapore over two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3366999708366070808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=3366999708366070808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/3366999708366070808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/3366999708366070808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-read-every-single-entry-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-4094313867818279808</id><published>2007-04-03T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T02:01:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was probably the most embaressing day I've ever had. LOL.I got my 10$ back from Ilya and dinner was pretty unfilling so Santiago and I went out to bun and then we walked down to Starbucks.. I had around 20$ then.. Got hot choco and my rice krispie bar.. Sat there for a bit and then I wanted to go to Rabba.I decided to get like.. 4 chocos and a pepperoni stick.. Then I felt like Subway..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4094313867818279808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=4094313867818279808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/4094313867818279808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/4094313867818279808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterday-was-probably-most-embaressing.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-7220257940119890325</id><published>2007-03-25T03:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T04:12:49.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I feel like a fucking druggie.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been pretty bummed recently.All the assignments and exams have got me overworked and shit.. So this week was like a break caz I handed in all my assignments on Tuesday and I only had one exam left, which was supposed to happen today at 9am.Friday.I decided to run a couple errands that I'd been prolonging for ages..Did my laundry, took a longgggg warm shower and left for Square One.Initially </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7220257940119890325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=7220257940119890325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/7220257940119890325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/7220257940119890325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/ive-been-pretty-bummed-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-630422026785699129</id><published>2007-03-08T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T12:14:28.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>60 Signs you've been in Singapore too long.Editor's Note: We found this great piece circulating on the Net and even though we don't know who wrote it, we were asked to pass it along. So here it is! 1. You know that "cum" means something completely different from what you originally thought.2. You've lost your sense of irony, sarcasm, and cynicism.3. You don't know what's lame and what isn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/630422026785699129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=630422026785699129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/630422026785699129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/630422026785699129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/60-signs-youve-been-in-singapore-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-4012701615994028869</id><published>2007-03-03T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T09:41:39.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muahahahahha..'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cool stuff? I thought so too.. Hilarious tho. Lol.Try it out!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4012701615994028869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=4012701615994028869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/4012701615994028869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/4012701615994028869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/03/myheritage-share-black-and-white-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-8895348095321871582</id><published>2007-02-14T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T01:13:21.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haven't been to school in the last 5 days... Lol. Its effing amusing I tell you.I know I'm in deep loadz of shit but I'm just too effing lazy to care..Neyhoo, mid-terms went well with the exception of this effing course World Issue but I still maintained my average.. *Thank god*Linked Leroy up.. LOL. The idiot made me laugh so bad with his posts.. Check it out~Oh yeah!HAPPY VALENTINE'S ALL! (:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8895348095321871582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=8895348095321871582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/8895348095321871582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/8895348095321871582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2007/02/havent-been-to-school-in-last-5-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-116752635430427478</id><published>2006-12-31T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T08:52:34.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good day everyone.MUAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH!Lol. Today is bloggity-blog-blog day, thanks to Nareenpal.SO! The big o7 is just round the freaking corner and I can't get one fact outta my head.I'ma be twenty next year! OMFG.I seriously can't get over it.I was going through all my previous bloggie posts. (Sorry folks, I don't have the whole archive thing going on.. Kinda lazy to add it on..)Also, Trust me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116752635430427478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=116752635430427478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116752635430427478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116752635430427478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-day-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-116457275214132715</id><published>2006-11-27T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T04:25:52.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Get Your Sexy NameI likeeeee~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116457275214132715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=116457275214132715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116457275214132715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116457275214132715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/get-your-sexy-name-i-likeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-116430538356528306</id><published>2006-11-24T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T02:09:43.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Two days ago some really interesting things happened here, in school.I'm just not the same. Well I am, but I'm not. You get? (:I strayed from my original path. Weird things happen sometimes..You wonder if life is such or is God purposely interveining in your life to remind you about the priorities you yourself set set in the beginning. Heh..Pav left yesterday too. Nen and Nan are nowhere to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116430538356528306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=116430538356528306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116430538356528306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116430538356528306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/two-days-ago-some-really-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-116296465976721110</id><published>2006-11-08T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T13:44:19.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I came into blogspot caz of Pav today.. Lol. Idiot wanted to read stories.. Mmm.Stress lah. Got this viral-vomittng thinggie from my cousin... Argh.Its not as bad now tho... Apart from the fact that my neck is hurting me like hell.. I wanna get well soon.. Got tonz of stuff to finish up.Music: Assignment on instrument I'm playing (Trombone) and ISU on Music Composer (Mike Shinoda)Math: I really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116296465976721110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=116296465976721110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116296465976721110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116296465976721110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-came-into-blogspot-caz-of-pav-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-116242852915081471</id><published>2006-11-02T07:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T08:48:49.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I pierced my labret, my eyebrow.. And my ear... Again. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.I told me mom. *Heaves a sigh of relief* BUT! Its not all good yet.. Mom's troubled that I pierced em.. Aunt says it looks funky.. Friends love it. Ahhhhhhhhhh. God bless me.School's a bitch.... Guess I gotta live with it anyhoo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/116242852915081471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=116242852915081471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116242852915081471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/116242852915081471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-pierced-my-labret-my-eyebrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115993164583630963</id><published>2006-10-04T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T11:14:05.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We played Risk today... Me, Khalid, Suhail, Samair, Phil and Kyle.Initially, Paloma was playing Reds and Suhail took over. Kyle was doing blue and I took over... And Oday was doing white but Kyle took over.I lost first! Lol. It was funny... I shall get my revenge.... Soon.Alas, at least it got stuff off my mind for a bit... Mmm.Yeah. Thats that. Lol.I will keeeeeeeeeel. (:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115993164583630963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115993164583630963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115993164583630963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115993164583630963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-played-risk-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115984894849824997</id><published>2006-10-03T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T12:15:48.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My soul's in a coma.Perfect.I think I actually managed phrase into words how I feel right about now.My aunt called me and told me that my uncle back at home passed away this afternoon.Two hours ago.Sure, I teared. Once. I prayed. And I'm numbed.I'm restless. I wanna do so much yet I don't wanna do anything at all.I wanna scream. I wanna let everyone know how bad it hurts.. And yet, I don't say </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115984894849824997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115984894849824997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115984894849824997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115984894849824997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-souls-in-coma.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115935443280228102</id><published>2006-09-27T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:56:20.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Upon a day Beauty and Ugliness met on the shore of a sea. And they said to one another, "Let us bathe in the sea."Then they disrobed and swam in the waters. After a while, Ugliness came back to shore and garmented himself with the garments of Beauty and walked away.And Beauty too came out of the sea, and found not her raiment, but that of Ugliness. She was too shy to be naked, therefore she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115935443280228102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115935443280228102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115935443280228102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115935443280228102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/upon-day-beauty-and-ugliness-met-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115914482761801249</id><published>2006-09-25T08:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:48:07.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She looks into the mirror,All she sees is fat.Lumps of flawed, flesh coloured fat,Stepping onto the scale,The numbers stab at her heart.100... 90... 80...Down they go...70... 60... 50...Finally it stops.But no matter the number,It's never good enough.She desired to be thinner,Thin as can be.Her longing to fit in with the others,Would only be achieved if she was thin.Beauty magazine subscriptions;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115914482761801249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115914482761801249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115914482761801249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115914482761801249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/she-looks-into-mirror-all-she-sees-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115820406868961186</id><published>2006-09-14T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T11:21:08.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel.. I dunno.Sad? Trapped. Bored. Fat.I feel my life is pointless.Fuck.I can't even decide what I wanna do in uni and my school isn't helping either.I skipped class today.. Woke up with a throbbing head.. Smoked a coupla sticks and went back to bed.The people here are so.. Undescribeable.. I can't trust anyone.I don't wanna trust anyone. I'm trying my best to keep to myself.And when I look </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115820406868961186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115820406868961186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115820406868961186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115820406868961186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115765288000381810</id><published>2006-09-08T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T02:24:01.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MAN. The first day of school was a woozy.. I slept at 2 and woke up at 6 for some weird reason.. Mmm.I'm taking Music, Visual Arts and Law. Initially I wanted Media Arts.. I mean, it was on the school's timetable listing of what subjects they have and what they don't.. The next thing I know the councilor told me that they wrote it off for students going on to University. Like WTF.Whatever man.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115765288000381810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115765288000381810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115765288000381810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115765288000381810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115716925271437941</id><published>2006-09-02T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T11:54:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To anyone who's interested to see this stupid lil lying machine, Clairelle aka Vishani or whatever.. Lol.Click here or here.PS: You need a Friendster account to do this~Neyhoo.I finally bought my winter jackets and skii pants today.. Under amour as well.Weeeee.. I'm gonna be safe in winter.. *Jumps around in joy*Also, I bought this fantasic pair of glasses.. Mewk~ Burgundy coloured or somefink..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115716925271437941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115716925271437941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115716925271437941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115716925271437941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/09/to-anyone-whos-interested-to-see-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115687189301531140</id><published>2006-08-30T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:18:13.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>People just do not want me to sleep...Episode 1: Yesterday, I got back from driving at 4ish.. Went to bed at 5 plus.. And at 8.40 Sharmila called me.. On my room phone."BRINGGGGG BRINGGGGGGGGG""Wanna go to Starfucks?"*&amp;)$*@#@$&amp;)@^#(&amp;^(*@$@$Episode 2: Eventually I manage to crumble back to sleep at frigging 4am.. At 9.28.."VROOOOOOOOOM VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM"I woke up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115687189301531140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115687189301531140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115687189301531140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115687189301531140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/people-just-do-not-want-me-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115682207438441720</id><published>2006-08-29T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T11:43:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today.. This guy I know, Shaun, messaged me and told me this girl I used to be close to, Clairelle aka Vishani or Vishalni or dunno what lah.. Is apparently telling everyone that I told her Shaun could get her into bed with him.Helllllllllo. Grow up already.. Its outrageous how suprisingly dumb some people are.. Singapore IS a freaking small country. Its kinda difficult for most people not to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115682207438441720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115682207438441720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115682207438441720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115682207438441720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115457804076967815</id><published>2006-08-03T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T12:07:33.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Myphonejustfellintoawholelotofwater.Itpracticallytookadiveorsoonesaysinwater.Plenty of it.FUCK.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115457804076967815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115457804076967815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115457804076967815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115457804076967815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-phone-just-fell-into-whole-lot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115447847478668133</id><published>2006-08-02T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T08:27:54.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanted to blog yesterday but since my internet gets cut at 1pm.. And I finished my paper work at around 12.30am.. I decided to reply to and forward some mails.. (;Here's one I sent to my Mom..-This is just too freaking good not to send to every parent, or parent-to-bes or anyone at all for a good laugh at the irony of the entire situation!ENJOY!!!!***WHY GOD CREATED CHILDREN   (AND IN THE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115447847478668133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115447847478668133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115447847478668133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115447847478668133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanted-to-blog-yesterday-but-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115402783638174118</id><published>2006-07-28T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T03:22:15.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got back from Oakville.. We (My classmates, teacher and myself) went there to meet this family of 6 kids.. Cool eh? The woman was realllllly nice. And she does wedding photography. *Wriggles eyebrows*SO. We had lunch.. I had my first burger in this diner thinggie type restaurant..Yummmmmmmeh!!So we chilled.. I had an ice cappu frappe.. And we got back to skool at around... 1.50+.I came </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115402783638174118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115402783638174118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115402783638174118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115402783638174118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-just-got-back-from-oakville.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115376781445688869</id><published>2006-07-25T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T03:09:24.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanted you to know I love the way you laughI wanna hold you high and steal your pain awayI keep your photograph and I know it serves me wellI wanna hold you high and steal your painBecause I'm broken when I'm lonesomeAnd I don't feel right when you're gone awayYou've gone away, you don't feel me, anymoreThe worst is over now and we can breathe againI wanna hold you high, you steal my pain </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115376781445688869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115376781445688869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115376781445688869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115376781445688869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wanted-you-to-know-i-love-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115352995780811351</id><published>2006-07-22T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T09:04:05.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Mom just msged me on MSN.My unkle had a stroke three days back.. Apparently he was on some medication that had a side effect that caused it. Fucking hell my family is fucking screwed up.Apparently he wrote my name on a piece of paper when he was conscious.. The doctor requested my family to bring me down but that isn't possible caz I'm freaking in Canada.. Shit. I'm feeling so fucking helpless</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115352995780811351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115352995780811351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115352995780811351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115352995780811351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-mom-just-msged-me-on-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115255624849960420</id><published>2006-07-11T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T02:30:48.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday to meeeee.Sorry. Enjoying the moment for a bit..Thank you to everyone who wished me.. Means a ton.Especially since being in another country on your birthday when you could've been in your own country stinks. Lol.Went for my classes as usual this morning.. I swear, Social Science is taking its toll on me.. I'm gonna die.ROFL. Neyhow, its not all that bad lah.. Tad lonely tho.In SG..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115255624849960420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115255624849960420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115255624849960420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115255624849960420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-to-meeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115172065119611667</id><published>2006-07-01T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T10:28:10.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lost my effing digicam in the effing cab..!Sigh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115172065119611667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115172065119611667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115172065119611667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115172065119611667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-lost-my-effing-digicam-in-effing-cab.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115146654775243672</id><published>2006-06-28T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T11:49:07.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Values ProfileLoyalty:You don't really value loyalty.In your opinion, friendship should be earned.If you don't agree with someone, it doesn't matter how close you are.You'll let them (and everyone else know) exactly what you think.Honesty:You value honesty a fair amount.You're honest when you can be, but you aren't a stickler for it.If a little white lie will make a situation more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115146654775243672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115146654775243672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115146654775243672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115146654775243672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/your-values-profile-loyalty-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115145999629187302</id><published>2006-06-28T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T09:59:56.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got three days more to spend leisurely here in Singapore.4 days till I leave.Lol. Bloody weird I tell you..Nareen came down to Singapore.. Hehe. We're meeting up on Friday. *Burps*Oh well.. I gotta go pack my shitty clothes now.. Lol.Laytaz~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115145999629187302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115145999629187302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115145999629187302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115145999629187302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-got-three-days-more-to-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115115082647587023</id><published>2006-06-24T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T20:11:24.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amusing, really.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115115082647587023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115115082647587023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115115082647587023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115115082647587023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/amusing-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-115003418139986942</id><published>2006-06-11T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T21:56:21.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went down to Kallang today..Visited my Aunt, Grandma and Grandpa.. Its been ages. Lol.I actually got lost.. Not with regards to which block I was supposed to go to but on which story I was supposed to be on..I was under the impression they stay on the highest story and apparently I was wrong.It was actually my family, (My Mom, Dad and me) who used to stay on the 16th story of blk 11 along Upp. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/115003418139986942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=115003418139986942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115003418139986942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/115003418139986942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-went-down-to-kallang-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114981372024511299</id><published>2006-06-09T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T08:42:00.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a long day yesterday.. Had to do a coupla things for my Mom..Mark tagged along.. *Thank heavens for that*Pick up some stuff for her.. BUY some stuff for her... *Narrows eyes*Excluding an hour spent for lunch... I was for at least 5 hours running around.I had Subway for lunch so.. Hehehehe... I enjoyed that much.By the time I was done i was dying. Lol.AND. I had to go down to Hougang to swim..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114981372024511299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114981372024511299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114981372024511299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114981372024511299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-long-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114967320111569382</id><published>2006-06-07T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T17:44:42.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First and foremostly, its a scam. Lol.I would've loved to have $800k though. /:Moving on in life.. Lol.The Omen was a bloody disappointment.. Then again, I should've known..Considering it a frigging PG13 movie. LOL.Mmm.. I have this lobang for cheap cigz.This one particular guy I know thru IRC wanted me to help him order a coupla cartons.The first time I met him.. It was pretty prolonged.. I mean</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114967320111569382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114967320111569382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114967320111569382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114967320111569382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-and-foremostly-its-scam.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114949037732495491</id><published>2006-06-05T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T14:52:58.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Mom recieved this sms last friday.Usually, when you recieve an sms.. If the number isn't already stored in your phone, the number of the sender is displayed.Of course, there are exceptions. For those who use Singtel and Starhub.. Once in a while you recieve smses from them when they're trying to promote/inform you of something and the name appears as "Starhub" or "Singtel".I'm not sure about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114949037732495491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114949037732495491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114949037732495491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114949037732495491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-mom-recieved-this-sms-last-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114933547077118812</id><published>2006-06-03T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:02:56.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am annoyed VERY ANNOYED.Fine.Perhaps I'm exaggerating a lil but still!!!The nerve of the guy.So. I got to know this random person off the internet.. Male A, if I might.(I know, what a way to meet someone no? But hell, I was bored. Not like there was anything to lose.)We've been chatting for a coupla days.. So anyway. He knows a certain prick of an ex-bf I used to talk to.. Not anymore. Lets </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114933547077118812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114933547077118812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114933547077118812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114933547077118812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-annoyed-very-annoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114923219732957319</id><published>2006-06-02T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T19:38:32.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I, Maria David, have decided to be totally honest and free willed in my blog.There are sooooooo many things I wanna write about.. Mmm. So hopefully, I'll be blogging more often. When I think of something.. *Scratches head*So anyway.. today's random quote shall be.. "Never judge a book by its cover".There are so many examples and situations I could give.. In the meantime.. You guys let your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114923219732957319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114923219732957319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114923219732957319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114923219732957319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-maria-david-have-decided-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114699872128592407</id><published>2006-05-07T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T18:45:21.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She hadn't know him for long.. Hell. She hadn't even seen him before that.One fine day they decided to meet.. She was overjoyed. The moment was timeless when they first set their eyes on each other... At least, to her.She thought: "He is exactly how I pictured he'd be." Alas, what he felt was hidden from her. He knew precisely what it took to make her even happier then she already was.. They </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114699872128592407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114699872128592407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114699872128592407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114699872128592407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/05/she-hadnt-know-him-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114520020465097982</id><published>2006-04-16T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:10:06.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can't believe I'm saying this but.. I'm happy to be leaving Singapore.I've had enough of the kinda assholes you meet in Singapore and I'm -hopefully- going to meet better people there..There are exceptions, of course..(Referring to the better people in my life over here.)My dear dear darling females and a selected few males... And when I say few, I mean few.Nod. Have a good day ya'll.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114520020465097982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114520020465097982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114520020465097982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114520020465097982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-cant-believe-im-saying-this-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114246288780432894</id><published>2006-03-16T06:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T06:48:07.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got thursday blues.I mean.. Work starts on monday right?Mine had to start today!Bleddy morons.. Stuff apparently keeps happening at the company..Not good, but bad stuff.So bad, they decided to move!Just my luck..-Like- I don't have enough trouble getting there everyday with a heavy stomach thanks to mommy dearest.. Gee.*Burps*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114246288780432894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114246288780432894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114246288780432894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114246288780432894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-got-thursday-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114155566879950220</id><published>2006-03-05T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T19:00:58.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You scored as Philosophy. You should be a Philosophy major! Like the Philosopher, you are contemplative and you enjoy thinking about the purpose for humanity's existence.Philosophy92%English92%Theater83%Linguistics83%Journalism83%Psychology83%Sociology83%Dance75%Art75%Mathematics67%Engineering67%Biology58%Anthropology58%Chemistry42%What is your Perfect Major?Got this from Shamini's Blog... Was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114155566879950220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114155566879950220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114155566879950220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114155566879950220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-scored-as-philosophy.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114019234923728520</id><published>2006-02-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:05:49.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Did I mention I am dead beat? :x</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114019234923728520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114019234923728520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114019234923728520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114019234923728520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/02/did-i-mention-i-am-dead-beat-x.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-114019218050622029</id><published>2006-02-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:03:00.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I started work yesterday.I got into a fight today.Literally.Lets not even get there..If I ever see that dude walking down the street.... He's so gonna get it from me.. Lol.For those of you who know the story... Stop gawking.-.-Neyways... Made a coupla new accquaints... Thru the incident.. Muahahahahahha.Tis fun... I pass time AND make good cash.I've got no complaints...Oh yeah.PLUS! I cycle to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/114019218050622029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=114019218050622029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114019218050622029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/114019218050622029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-started-work-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-113977006698543671</id><published>2006-02-13T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T02:47:46.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The world is shallow.No arguments on that.. None at all.Those who claim to be open books often hide the truth within.Fuckers never tell it to your face.Tis sad yet true..Thats the world for you. (:-SoLife is.. Bleak.Every other day I wake up and find myself asking over and over, why am I living?What am I living for? The answer? Silence.Got my results..Not entirely well, happy with em.. Guess </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/113977006698543671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=113977006698543671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113977006698543671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113977006698543671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/02/world-is-shallow.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-113817767238355809</id><published>2006-01-25T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T16:27:52.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mmm... So I'm sitting here.Thinking of how drastically my life has changed in the last coupla years.Honestly.Sometimes I surprise myself..Sometimes I wonder why I do things knowing the outcome that awaits me.. Patiently.I think I'm rather in touch with my intuition at times yet I refuse to heed it.Many know that as outrageous stubborness.. *Shrug*Fact at this very moment I'm wondering why I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/113817767238355809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=113817767238355809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113817767238355809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113817767238355809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2006/01/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-113432269673517876</id><published>2005-12-12T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:51:26.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heavy. Burdened.I don't know how to let it all out..? Hur.And I also concluded that's why I'm actually on this page...Preparing myself for a longgggg typing.. erm. Session? Yeah... Good enough.So.I'm done with my O's.. And I'm preparing myself to fail very badly.I over-slept for my Geog paper. (-1 Credit)I was late for my Eng p1. (Blasted A1 is.. Unattainable?)Don't even get me started on Math &amp; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/113432269673517876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=113432269673517876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113432269673517876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113432269673517876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/12/heavy.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-113133452537661995</id><published>2005-11-07T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T11:35:25.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Many nights we prayedWith no proof anyone could hearIn our hearts a hopeful songWe barely understoodNow we are not afraidAlthough we know theres much to fearWe were moving mountainsLong before we knew we could, yesThere can be miraclesWhen you believeThough hope is frailIts hard to killWho knows what miraclesYou can achieveWhen you believe somehow you willYou will when you believeIn this time of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/113133452537661995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=113133452537661995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113133452537661995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113133452537661995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/11/many-nights-we-prayed-with-no-proof.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-113046602060022126</id><published>2005-10-28T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T10:20:20.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thinking bout all of those days I left behindNowadays it seems I'm watching life just pass me byThe world is spinning 'neath my feet at an unforgiving paceAnd I, I just find myself falling victim to the chaseIf only I could take it back, to the days when I was youngerThen maybe I would cherish that moment I grew olderFinally I understand that time won't wait for no one (no no no)I can't live in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/113046602060022126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=113046602060022126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113046602060022126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/113046602060022126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/10/thinking-bout-all-of-those-days-i-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-112244418067954865</id><published>2005-07-27T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:03:00.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm happy.Very happy infact..He's nice. So far. *HEHEHE.*My parents are cool.. Most of the time anyway.I've got everything I could want.. But there's something missing.Ever felt that way?And ever felt.. Despite everything, you still feel... Weird.Lonely? Neh.. Thats putting it too strongly.Just like whut I said a coupla lines before... I just feel something's amiss.And until I don't know what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112244418067954865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=112244418067954865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/112244418067954865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/112244418067954865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-112097502083237907</id><published>2005-07-10T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T13:57:00.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was fun.Apart the fact I was in the club sleeping for quite a bit...I fink the day didn't go that bad after all..On Thursday night me, Sher, Nen, Ragh and Josh went shopping.Well.. Most of the shopping FOR ME was done by Sher and Nen la.But I got em both burfday prezzies so I'm happy and not complaining...Nen's reaction when she got her gift was priceless!!Its this top from Forever21..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112097502083237907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=112097502083237907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/112097502083237907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/112097502083237907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/yesterday-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-111816578028297259</id><published>2005-06-08T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T01:36:20.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Twisted thoughts...Broken me.I'm feeling so down...Horrid day.I don't know who to turn to.What to say even..Everythings fucked up..I wish I could kill.I'd be happy then.Perhaps.World's confusing.Life's path..I don't understand.I don't know why.I wished I could do something to make myself breathe.I can't.. I'm being strangled, tied down.Entangled in all this..I want to break free.Realisation dawns</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111816578028297259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=111816578028297259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111816578028297259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111816578028297259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/06/twisted-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-111793059504704083</id><published>2005-06-05T08:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T08:16:35.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is a B-E-A-U-tifully gorgeous Sunday morning and I've yet to turn in.Sad eh?Kinda just got back from clubbing... Went to Asoka... This tamileh club. Hurhur.Gigantic place I swear... But okay la.There weren't any fights tho.I know that supposed to be a good thing but... I've always wanted to witness one of those dumb fights with my own eyes... Ya know? Stoopid people arging over a stoopid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111793059504704083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=111793059504704083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111793059504704083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111793059504704083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-is-b-e-u-tifully-gorgeous-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-111630648904496605</id><published>2005-05-17T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T13:14:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mmm..... Been bloody long.I'm going out too much.. (When have I ever not done that?)Drinking too much as well. (I need to refrain from doing this..)Haven't been attending skool... (I'm gonna start being a good girl today tho... Mid-Years are in June dammit!!)And... I'm starting work todayyyyy! (FINALLY. I can almost smell the money.. -Sniff sniff*)Kk enough of bracketing...I'm due at work at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111630648904496605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=111630648904496605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111630648904496605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111630648904496605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-111409324782484631</id><published>2005-04-21T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T22:20:47.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is to all the people who get attached and forget their friends.FUCK YOU.Honestly, I'm sick of it all.People claiming to be your friend and then disappearing when you need them most.I'm sick of guys who tell me I'm whut they want and then.. Everything changes.Everyone is so materialistic. They want things/people for their own good.For their own pleasure, purposes.. For themselves.Why can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111409324782484631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=111409324782484631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111409324782484631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111409324782484631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-to-all-people-who-get-attached.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-111382984290664274</id><published>2005-04-18T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T21:14:28.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is especially for Shamini.. As requested. Lol.Doinky complaining that I haven't updated in ages.. (Which I haven't but what the hell!)Lazy la.I've got a confession to make.After dunno howwww long I'm dling songs.. Feels good. LOL.Miss my darling songs... Mmm.Neyway, I'll try to sum up the past one month plus plus in this post..Skool has been.. Okay la.Making more friends all the time.. Feels</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111382984290664274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=111382984290664274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111382984290664274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111382984290664274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-especially-for-shamini.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-111097463823095516</id><published>2005-03-16T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T20:03:58.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Scramin- I'm back in actionnnnnnnn!!!!!Or maybe just for today.. HEHEHE.Been busy.. With skool.. And klassmates. Lotsa child-like complications.Mmm.. Its kinda fun really.. Re-living everything I didn't in Secondary School.Bloody Hai Sing Catholic. Bleagh.Haven't been studying much tho.. But I keep my notes nicely! Lol.Really really I do. Oh yeah, I quit working.Mmm.. Been a free bird for quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111097463823095516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=111097463823095516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111097463823095516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/111097463823095516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/scramin-im-back-in-actionnnnnnnn-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110926634857663671</id><published>2005-02-25T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T01:32:28.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got my pay.Went to Msia on Monday.. Bought cigz.Collected my dumb anklet which broke (yet again) the very next day..I feel like the incredible hulk at times.Cleared my bills.. Bought my earpiece, bluetooth device and lenses.I'm a happy bunny.Met someone I didn't wanna.. Brought everything back (yet againnnnnnnnn.. *Grr*)Over the last two days been hitting Parklane with Sameem and Taj. Hurhurhur</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110926634857663671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110926634857663671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110926634857663671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110926634857663671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-got-my-pay.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110926601379929005</id><published>2005-02-25T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T01:26:53.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another one I wrote.. (In case you guys are wondering.. No. This isn't for my ex.. Thank you.)I gave you all the love I could give but it wasn't enough. I feel betrayed yet..I was foolish enough to believe.I'm bleeding within.The strength inside me in crumbling and breaking away bit by bit.I don't recognise this weak person that stands before me when I face the damned mirror.I've been through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110926601379929005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110926601379929005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110926601379929005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110926601379929005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/another-one-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110874537548530968</id><published>2005-02-19T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T00:49:35.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tis a lonely night and I lay stretch out on my bed.Questions fill this mind, answers nowhere in sight.Struck by reality I am and by awe as well, 'cause though I'm surrounded by people who care..I yearn for someone to call my own.A person to hear me out whenever I feel the need to speak, someone to clear this instanity provoken thinking of mine."Where art thou? I beckon to thee.. Save me from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110874537548530968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110874537548530968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110874537548530968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110874537548530968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/tis-lonely-night-and-i-lay-stretch-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110859887812615986</id><published>2005-02-17T08:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T08:07:58.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was queer. Lol. Went for skool as usual.. Didn't go for the one at 8.30-10 tho. Was super LATE! :XI pierced Jas's [Sameem's guy] tongue for him but it didn't come out straight..  Tsk tsk.The guy was struggling all the way siak.. Lol. Oh well.I wonder how he's doing now.. Muahahahaha.This sunday Sameem wants to get her tongue done.. *Prays hard*Gee. I feel like... I dunno. A piercer? Lol</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110859887812615986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110859887812615986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110859887812615986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110859887812615986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/yesterday-was-queer.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110839354063175692</id><published>2005-02-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T23:05:40.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Jag.. Jag Jag darling.I still mantain whut I said bout you.That a guy like Tas is much better then ya!Sorry I dislike you so much.. Then again. I guess it was a mistake we both made eh?Especially me. Seriously!And talk about coincidence man! I bumped into Tas on Saturday!*Smiles*Neyway.. Went down to Sullivan's for clubbing on Saturday.Amrit's job!I swear. Saw the whole fukking bhai community</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110839354063175692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110839354063175692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110839354063175692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110839354063175692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-jag.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110805358465693811</id><published>2005-02-11T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T00:39:44.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm dead beat.Bored to the corEeeeeeeee!And officially waiting for my payday.HEHEHE.Having a bad headache and my nose is running like an open tap.Someone save me pweeeeese!Mail me flu and headache medi or somefink.I'm lazy to get it from my first aid box. Lol.Feeling rather crappy.. Will make my way to bed now.Night~</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110805358465693811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110805358465693811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110805358465693811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110805358465693811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-dead-beat.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110787736203472099</id><published>2005-02-08T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T23:42:42.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in a terrific state.I just broke up.I feel completely used yet useless.Makes sense? I guessed not.A lil something for my darling ex:FUCK YOU.(:I'm still keeping to my words.. Even a person like Tas is MUCH better then you.Don't EVER try calling me or even msging me.This hatred for you will turn into something even more worse.God kill me if I ever break my words.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110787736203472099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110787736203472099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110787736203472099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110787736203472099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-in-terrific-state.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110779736924483426</id><published>2005-02-08T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T01:29:29.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah... A year ago somefink horrid happened on this very day.Just got reminded of it...... Bleagh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110779736924483426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110779736924483426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110779736924483426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110779736924483426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110779648873222865</id><published>2005-02-08T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T01:37:27.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was.. fun.Met up with Nareen and her Jag [Lol too many Jags so I must specify which one I'm talkin bout.] at Harbour Front and we made our way down to Sunset Bay, Siloso Beach. Sentosaaaa! You must've guessed by now yeah? Hehe!I was smart this time.. Brought my swimming gear along.. Was kinda late when I went day..Feeling lazy after skool and all see.. Plus more importantly I had to wait</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110779648873222865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110779648873222865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110779648873222865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110779648873222865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110752168593472578</id><published>2005-02-04T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T21:01:29.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life's been a bitch.Its annoying.Really.Oh yeah, forgot to mention.. I got a new HP.Old one went bonkers.. Reception was *zonked* so..Dad got me a Sony Ericsson T630 so.. yeah.Nothings turning out the way it should be.Having bloody mood swings for no fucking reasons.Neyway, Val!This one's for you. An image from the photo shoot crap.. Bleagh.Here's another one. Don't freak out tho.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110752168593472578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110752168593472578&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110752168593472578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110752168593472578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/lifes-been-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110706719788173525</id><published>2005-01-30T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T14:46:38.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Something worth mentioning happened today.My EX. (The guy I was with in my previous relationship)He msged me.. Asking me for help.So happens that I have a friend who was his EX girl.Small world eh?And this fella.. Wanted me to help him clarify with his new "girl" bout his EX.Fancy me being the middle person..Then after that I was chatting with him.I told him how I felt nowadays most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110706719788173525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110706719788173525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110706719788173525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110706719788173525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/something-worth-mentioning-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110684244570995284</id><published>2005-01-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T00:14:05.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quoted from Lekha: "Seems the New Year brought a wonderful turn in your life.. Don't screw things up yeah?"Mmm.. She's right.2oo5 is definitely bringing up new gorgeous turns in my life...One of them is my darling baby Jag.. Plus my classes! Skool = New friends.I'm thrilled to finally be in a classroom and taking down notes again..Fine, that probably sounds psychotic to ya'll but who careS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110684244570995284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110684244570995284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110684244570995284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110684244570995284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/quoted-from-lekha-seems-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110649993547005153</id><published>2005-01-24T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T01:05:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was cool.Arranged for this photo shoot thinggie in Novena... The pics were seriously..  W o w.The cam really made me look good. -Rolls around laughing-Guy taking my pictures was this photographer, Billy. Cute guy who speaks hindi! *Grins*I was a bit nervous at first.. Thank god Clydey and Sam were there! *Hugs you both*Kay nuff of self praise for now... Mmm..After that just slacked.. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110649993547005153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110649993547005153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110649993547005153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110649993547005153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/today-was-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110641913952460972</id><published>2005-01-23T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T02:38:59.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah. I'm kinda anti-social in class. Lol.Its kinda fun actually.. I probably appear "aloof" to everyone there.First they're probably thinking whut race is this girl?And and! My nose peeling process is over. *Thank the good lord.*Hurhur. Hated that period.. -Mutters-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110641913952460972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110641913952460972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110641913952460972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110641913952460972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/oh-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110641885834205132</id><published>2005-01-23T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T02:34:18.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have been busy with school and Mom (she just had her left knee undergo some surgery) the last week.Too bloody tired for my own good.I'm sick. Cool innit?Having running nose, throat inflammation, an aweful headache.. Fever comes on and off.There's a hot guy in my class. HEHEHE.Noticed him only on Wednesday tho.. When I was on my way to Jurong East's BMC centre for my Geog lessons. We boarded </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110641885834205132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110641885834205132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110641885834205132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110641885834205132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/have-been-busy-with-school-and-mom-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110596595592841172</id><published>2005-01-17T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T20:45:55.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Was at Ram's [Nareen's bro] chalet since friday evening..Jag was next door. *Smacks forehead*Barbecued food all.. Then Selva came down around three am.All of us slacked... But fishy stuff started happening..I'm not gon blog bout it cept bout whut happened to me la....My cigs "disappeared" from my case and honestly.. There were only like six people in the chalet.I know who did it.. Lets just</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110596595592841172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110596595592841172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110596595592841172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110596595592841172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/was-at-rams-nareens-bro-chalet-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110569969508700450</id><published>2005-01-14T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T18:50:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woke up with my Mom screaming at me.. Lol.Gorgeous start to a wonderful day I tell you..SO. Mommy made porridge for dinner... [Yes, she prepared dinner in the afternoon for hell knows whut reason.]Then we made our way down to JB! Hehehehehe!Ate makan there.. On this swing joint.. Soooo cooL! Hah.Mom was feeling rather generous today and bought me a really sweet anklet and I begged her to get</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110569969508700450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110569969508700450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110569969508700450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110569969508700450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/woke-up-with-my-mom-screaming-at-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110560657756624847</id><published>2005-01-13T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T16:56:17.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I walk a lonely roadThe only one that I have ever knownDon't know where it goesBut it's home to me and I walk aloneI walk this empty streetOn the Boulevard of Broken DreamsWhere the city sleepsAnd I'm the only one and I walk aloneI walk aloneI walk aloneI walk aloneI walk a...My shadow's the only one that walks beside meMy shallow heart's the only thing that's beatingSometimes I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110560657756624847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110560657756624847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110560657756624847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110560657756624847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-walk-lonely-road-only-one-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110554835591893347</id><published>2005-01-13T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T00:45:55.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know.. I just kinda went thru all my posts.. And I feel like it was written by a fuckhead suffering from depression. *Smacks myself*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110554835591893347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110554835591893347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110554835591893347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110554835591893347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110552613922242784</id><published>2005-01-12T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T18:35:39.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went for the dumb orientation.Got bored. Guy was yakking for an hour [two hours for other students tho coz I was an hour late.]Muahahahahahahaha~SO.Life's been a bitch of a bore. Nothing new to ya'll I guess?Back to my old whiny self -I think-Couldn't give two fucks bout whats going on around me neymore.Gets me too much..I needa widen my vocab. I feel dumb.I really do. Lol.Should start</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110552613922242784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110552613922242784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110552613922242784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110552613922242784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/went-for-dumb-orientation.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110511861612242336</id><published>2005-01-08T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T01:28:27.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Memories hurt me.I am trying to move on but its not entirely easy.Why? *Shrugs*Perhaps coz my mind has been idle.I'm not working at the moment and that isn't helping much I guess.School's due next week.. I'm supposed to go for some crap orientation thinggie at 11 in the morning.Sigh.Everyone seems to be getting into relationships. My friends seem to be disappearing one by one.I feel darn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110511861612242336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110511861612242336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110511861612242336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110511861612242336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/memories-hurt-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110459160089857604</id><published>2005-01-01T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T23:10:06.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm a nut case.I blog either when I'm bored, when I'm filled to the brim with emotions (happy or sad), and when I feel like I need to blog.Then again, isn't that what everyone does? I wonder if theres a person out there who actually bothers to blog/write in say a diary bout every single thing that happens in their life.I mean, you see that a ton in movies.. but does anyone do that in real life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110459160089857604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110459160089857604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110459160089857604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110459160089857604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-nut-case.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110393004798500373</id><published>2004-12-25T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T07:14:07.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One thing though.. I don't know how long this 'gift' of mine is gonna be with me..*Shrugs*</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110393004798500373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110393004798500373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110393004798500373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110393004798500373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/one-thing-though.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110392992913917409</id><published>2004-12-25T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T07:16:29.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, honestly speaking aiight? The last few days haven't been the best days ever.. Esp since Christmas and all was just around the corner... Guess what? I take everything I said all back!!This is bout the loveliest Christmas ever! *Smiles widelyyyyyy*The day started out weird.. I was trying my best to sleep as much as I could coz Thursday night, I met up with Prem &amp; Shamz.. Initially they were</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110392992913917409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110392992913917409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110392992913917409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110392992913917409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/well-honestly-speaking-aiight-last-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110381292372332669</id><published>2004-12-23T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T22:42:03.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was.. crappy when it started out. I woke up at six... Didn't sleep the whole fukkin night peacefully.. Was havin bad dreams.. Waking up to check my phone constantly.. Those who know me well enough would know why. So.. I sat in fronta my com munchin on the breakfast my Mom made.. Drank my hot choco.. Checked KOC.. the usual stuff.. Looked at the clock.. Was ald late foe work.. Packed my bag </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110381292372332669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110381292372332669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110381292372332669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110381292372332669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110372605607987854</id><published>2004-12-22T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:42:53.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life.. has been a bitch really. So I'm just gonna fuck it all. Lol.Work sucks.. Its fun la.. But I just can't stand the fact that I gotta wake maself at like 6 in the morning..I used to SLEEP at that time for crying out loud.Neyway, was having a terrible migraine when I woke up this morning.. Decided to call work off.Spent my morning suffocatin myself in thoughts aplenty.Yes, I've been hit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110372605607987854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110372605607987854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110372605607987854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110372605607987854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/life.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110243829045250654</id><published>2004-12-08T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T00:51:30.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm soaked to the skin with work (and fucking annoyed with the bloody weather at the same time)KNN. Mud all over! My shoes and jeans are constantly getting.. dirty. *Grumbles*PESKY. I will not forgive you for steppin on my jeans and tearing them. *Sniffs nimbly*Yes, dramatic I know. My only source of releasin stress.KHAS.I'm sorry bout today. I hope you enjoyed your time with Haider though.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110243829045250654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110243829045250654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110243829045250654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110243829045250654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-soaked-to-skin-with-work-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110139073265121409</id><published>2004-11-25T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T21:52:12.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My supervisor just called me up.. Speakin of the devil. Wahahahaha~She told me to work two shifts tomorrow.. I don't mind la.. I'm gonna make sure I sit thru the whole day. HEHEHE. My normal pay's $30/day. Six hours of work, one hour break.. Yadah yadah. Now, If I continue with the afternoon shift, I'll be earning an extra $5bucks for just half an hour of extra slogging. Guess its worth it after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110139073265121409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110139073265121409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110139073265121409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110139073265121409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-supervisor-just-called-me-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110138672956759451</id><published>2004-11-25T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T21:53:21.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My parents are going seriously loco man.As I'm typing, at this very precise moment, they're standing behind me, in my room, by the window.. Talking about a person being able to climb into my house thru the window.. Neyone from the upper stories (I live on the 9th story.) that is..Now, how exactly am I supposed to remain sane in this "home"? LOL. Geezzzzz. Madness I tell ya... Oh well.My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110138672956759451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110138672956759451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110138672956759451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110138672956759451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-parents-are-going-seriously-loco.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110111965181368430</id><published>2004-11-22T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T18:38:38.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I started work today. *Pukes*Was pretty bored at first actually.. Then went down to get my Mp3 playa.. Wasn't so bad after that. Oh yeah!Meant to mention it on my bloggie.. I've moved houses.I was living in Tampines and now I'm staying in Woodlands.It has its good and bad points I guess... Life's bleak at the moment but honestly, I ain't exactly expecting much neyway..Keeping a low key, not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110111965181368430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110111965181368430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110111965181368430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110111965181368430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-started-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5849971.post-110087127190702994</id><published>2004-11-19T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:34:31.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another fight.. another day. Bah.Now my Mom's saying I can go anywhereee to study and now she doesn't want me to take my O's. I was like.. Okay... Then she went on saying that'd we'd migrate ONLY to Canada.Errrrr.. Yeah. Why do parents have to be so difficult?I'm gonna just try and keep my mouth shut.. *Shugs*Difficult but worth it.. Gotta find a way to calm myself down and reduce my stress </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110087127190702994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5849971&amp;postID=110087127190702994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110087127190702994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5849971/posts/default/110087127190702994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/another-fight.html' title=''/><author><name>Maria D.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5TCL36wyc/Tn-I_xKG8tI/AAAAAAAAAAc/um5p-SFyR1Q/s220/Handprint.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
