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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 14:33:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>pretty good day today. out w parents to new york new york to eat. food&apos;s not good. at least the for the bbq ribs. all i enjoyed was e free apple cotton candy and new york peach.. um. i shall just go the for the fruits fondue next time round. went to shop alittle. laid my eyes on this peach pink hoodie sweater. mom was like &apos;you have so many sweaters already!&apos; and i replied a simple &apos; none of them hoods&apos;. she sounded convinced. so i might be getting tht sweater after all. so, love. come to think of it. i want the black one instead. black nvr gets old. ha. bought this traditional yogurt that tastes like crap. damn it. it costed like 4 bucks. im regretting not getting haggen dazz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im nagging bout what happened today. gee. cant blame. i haven been going out. anyway, breaks over everyone, time to mug again! damn o&apos;s. if i cant get higher than bryan. tht guy nxt door. i&apos;ll be like dammnnit. his mom was showing off to my mom. hm. so anyway, im not going genting anymore. dad promised we&apos;ll go somewhr else after my o&apos;s though. usually hong kong. havent been catching up w vicki eh. after o&apos;s i guess. um. cant wait to get back my results. i hope i get at least a B? i hope. im talking bout nothing in particular. just feel like updating.(: heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wazzzzup pple.:D</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 15:52:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>someone please count down to the end of o levels with me. i&apos;m dying dying dying. ugh. i need a lifee!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Sep 2006 14:51:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>sometimes i really have problems reminding myself i am already &amp;lt;i&amp;gt;near perfect. &amp;lt;/i&amp;gt; goddamnit. stop looking at what others have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you already have so much that they dont have. so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least you&apos;re happy girl with love lurking around. someone to wipe your tears. tons of friends to tell you how to do math. pple that are always so willing to help in church. um. i&apos;m like 3/4 through o&apos;lvls. i will pass math. at leats hve a 51out of 100? my hair is long again! i feel like a princess again ! wahahahaha. oh love! wavy wavy. i think i&apos;ll go for waves after os. i wont go for curls. they will spoil my freaking hair. but my cousin have all the tiny tiny curls. they look nice. um. ok. my hairs enough nice already. wahahahaha. i just gave alot pple, who asked for my num. um. even though i know they will start floodimg. but fine. cheers pple. after o&apos;s, we&apos;ll drown ourself with snowballs, wont we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the guys will pay, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im crapping. but fine.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Sep 2006 11:05:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>love</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m wild. if you know what i really mean.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Sep 2006 01:18:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>turn around and look at the people around you.</title>
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  <description>the mosy joval might be the saddest of all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 12:02:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>reasons why</title>
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  <description>1. it isnt love&lt;br /&gt;2. you will cheat on me eventually&lt;br /&gt;3. you wouldn understand anytime soon, the time i gave you is enough&lt;br /&gt;4. i gave you so many chances i cant count&lt;br /&gt;5. i forsake too many guy friends for you&lt;br /&gt;6. free movie with different guys would be fun&lt;br /&gt;7. everything might repeat again and i&apos;ll get that same pang of regret, again.&lt;br /&gt;8. i will not need to be afrain of my parents&lt;br /&gt;9. my phone bill would go down&lt;br /&gt;10. i can start being pretty for others, i dont like to make that effort when im attached&lt;br /&gt;11. freedom means lots of alcohol&lt;br /&gt;12. i just dot miss you anymore&lt;br /&gt;13. all my friends would stand by me&lt;br /&gt;14. you&apos;re becoming a drag&lt;br /&gt;15. you&apos;re irritating&lt;br /&gt;16. i do not trust you. not a bout of trust.&lt;br /&gt;16. i do not get pissed on a regular basis of 3days; once&lt;br /&gt;17. i wont worry, i wont feel alone&lt;br /&gt;18. i wont feel neglected, no one is suppose to be thr for me anyway. &lt;br /&gt;19. i wont feel betrayed&lt;br /&gt;20. there wont be a guy in my life. and tht&apos;s more girls&lt;br /&gt;21. i do need to slipped from my social circle anymore&lt;br /&gt;22. i wont feel guilty for ot showing respect for your friend&lt;br /&gt;23. i wont be held down by guilt of ruining your social circle&lt;br /&gt;24. you&apos;re too full of yourself&lt;br /&gt;25. you only realise what it is when its gone. which i gave you many chances for. &lt;br /&gt;26. im tired&lt;br /&gt;27. im vulnerable. u know. but couldn be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;28. youre draining life out of me&lt;br /&gt;29. i do not want to cry anympre&lt;br /&gt;30. no more eyebags&lt;br /&gt;31. i wont be held down by guilt and serve god w all i have&lt;br /&gt;32. its a sooner or later thing&lt;br /&gt;33. you&apos;re not my cup of tea&lt;br /&gt;34. you fought.&lt;br /&gt;35. you&apos;re not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;36. i haven get my presents. and you think i don have a right for them.&lt;br /&gt;37. you&apos;re not the only who wants me&lt;br /&gt;38. im too hot for you. so much that i burn&lt;br /&gt;39. you&apos;re stealing my life, ima merely taking tht back&lt;br /&gt;40. you are not origianl and youre not sincere&lt;br /&gt;41. all i need is a hug and everyone is capable of that&lt;br /&gt;42. there is absolutely nothing i admired you about&lt;br /&gt;43. i had always want to &apos;try&apos; some ang mo kinda guy&lt;br /&gt;44. zhengyi would always willingly by my girl.&lt;br /&gt;45. youre forever begging me. all those days were of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;46. im already slipping away&lt;br /&gt;47. life would be of not much different&lt;br /&gt;48. i would not regret, it had been almost beautiful. before we got together, of cos.&lt;br /&gt;49. you&apos;re a better friend than a better fried. &lt;br /&gt;50. next year we&apos;ll look back, and laugh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 07:35:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>love, they had said is free in life&lt;br /&gt;but she had paid too much of a price &lt;br /&gt;hidden behind a facade she would cry&lt;br /&gt;but those tears of pain she could hide&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should she go left of right&lt;br /&gt;she just couldn make up her mind&lt;br /&gt;though she knows either way wouldn work out fine&lt;br /&gt;so runaway she tried&lt;br /&gt;___ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain so deep it coulld swell&lt;br /&gt;to heal, she didn want to dwell&lt;br /&gt;she kept her thorns back in&lt;br /&gt;a harmless rose she loves to be&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though she couldn really see,&lt;br /&gt;but her paper shield had already sink</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 07:35:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>love, they had said is free in life&lt;br /&gt;but she had paid too much of a price &lt;br /&gt;hidden behind a facade she would cry&lt;br /&gt;but those tears of pain she could hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should she go left of right&lt;br /&gt;she just couldn make up her mind&lt;br /&gt;though she knows either way wouldn work out fine&lt;br /&gt;so runaway she tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain so deep it coulld swell&lt;br /&gt;to heal, she didn want to dwell&lt;br /&gt;she kept her thorns back in&lt;br /&gt;a harmless rose she loves to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her paper shield had sink</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 16:02:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>reflection</title>
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  <description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl stared back at me with eyes filled with so intense hatreds&lt;br /&gt;she couldn let the past nor the present go&lt;br /&gt;theres a road in front of her and she cant go back&lt;br /&gt;goodbye got to be the hardest word to say&lt;br /&gt;but its the only way to ease the pain&lt;br /&gt;she wants so much to run away&lt;br /&gt;but&amp;nbsp; she&apos;s stuck despite all she ever said &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run away&lt;br /&gt;run away away from all the pain &lt;br /&gt;there she hides every tear of shame&lt;br /&gt;hidden under the blanket she couldn&apos;t contain&lt;br /&gt;she hopes to put away her masquerade&lt;br /&gt;but things nvr ever seem to go her way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does trust really mean to anyone &lt;br /&gt;they say its love but it only seems to ache&lt;br /&gt;he says it doesn matter what she says&lt;br /&gt;he is not leaving anyway&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her world is grey&lt;br /&gt;she&apos;s finally dropping her beautiful facade&lt;br /&gt;it doesn matter what he say&lt;br /&gt;she is leaving anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving him had made her this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jul 2006 14:45:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>--</title>
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  <description>NEVER. trap myself in my own ways.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER. fight for your attenetion.&lt;br /&gt;NEVER. need you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jul 2006 16:58:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>enlightened</title>
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  <description>you cant expect everyone on earth to love you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2006 18:01:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>johor?</title>
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  <description>im way too lazy to upload photos from johor. gah. it was beautiful. and we had the best dinner ever just above the sea. &amp;lt;3 rah. night people, love.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Jul 2006 13:58:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HI :D</title>
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  <description>im going m&apos;sia this sat! HEH. i&apos;ll be back on sunday.(: ive never been thr ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schools pretty good. yea.(: study study.(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU SO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant find my cam&apos;s charger! ew. no pictures to upload. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, love.:D</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Jul 2006 16:49:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>skipped gb, like always. (:  man im bad (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for my first prayer meeting and it was pretty good. went parkway after that. bought this flexible ruler (: happy happy. and thanks cher for getting us the notebook (: took the wrong bus with emi, again -.- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000x58r/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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  <lj:music>beat of my heart</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 07 Jul 2006 15:34:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my day had been pretty &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;beautiful.&lt;/font&gt; it has (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it dont seem great to have someone who cheer you up to end up makig you upset. but it turn out pretty well, yes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was saying, &lt;font color=&quot;#990000&quot;&gt;the day was beautiful.&lt;/font&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000wd3k/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000wd3k/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god bless you all</description>
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  <lj:music>one year six months</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 14:30:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>wanna say a big thankyou to you. don wanna sound like im the kind who harbour high hopes on the world of romance and get unadulterated disapointment in the end. but thank you so much for being there. in times of need and everything else. im sorry i cried so hard and freaked you out. and that i took less than 10 sips of your milo. (i can do that better than you, asshole) but thank you so much. i love you baby. and thanks to thoes who cared and called. (: love. not to forget the many msges that were ignored. i really didn know you guys cared. um. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again. im sorry. &lt;br /&gt;again the shame.&lt;br /&gt;again the self-loathing,&lt;br /&gt;again the useless guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i can get over this soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Jul 2006 00:31:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>5th july</title>
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  <description>belive me, im dying soon. real soon. my head is breaking. my heart feels the same. my eyes are funny and my nose keep running. i&apos;ve cried so much i don&apos;t know what im crying for. i gave all unto god and fell asleep but only wake up to find myself crying again. and wanting you. i wish i can get out of this horror. not to forget i haven&apos;t been revising 5 days of work. not to forget i&apos;ve broken so much hearts. not to forget mom talked to me with tears in her eyes. not to forget dad doesnt know. not to forget how much he will break if he does know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked you to come even though it&apos;s the wrong thing to do. but i really need someone to be there.ran out of tissues in my room. i cant carry on like this confined in my house. i might go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry i skipped school.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Jul 2006 14:27:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>3rd july</title>
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  <description>suppose to stay home and complete stuff today. but. yea failed. i wonder who else did their work, um. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to have yuki yaki, without paying a cent. (: sweet dory fish, yummmms. (: and someone has 600+ in his bank account yes? i swear i&apos;ll make u so broke u cry (: anyway, my puma&apos;s really dirty and i cant get the stains off, pfft. (and you said you would, but fell asleep) oh and i bought sweets/chocs for zy, yy reena and karen from candy empire :D:D and i didn buy any for myself. so share eh! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life&apos;s good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 19:11:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i think im silly</title>
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  <description>waitting for your call like an idiot. ignoring calls from thoes who actually care and wants me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, why should i even bother.? and don&apos;t come apologising and smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos u know the pain will go. and hit me here once again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jul 2006 16:14:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>blinded on this roller coaster they call life</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;yday night with the girls (:&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/000018q4/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/000018q4/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/000021g9/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/000021g9/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/00003yfz/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/00003yfz/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000442f/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000442f/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/000053ys/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/000053ys/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000t3xb/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000t3xb/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; today&apos;s trip (: church then town then bukit timah hill then granny&apos;s then cousin&apos;s (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;monkeys&quot;&gt;:&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/000065qh/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/000065qh/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/00007sfd/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/00007sfd/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/00008kxz/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/00008kxz/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/00009h5g/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/00009h5g/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000day3/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000day3/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name=&quot;cutid3&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;dad took a wrong turn and we had quite a ride (:&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000bx50/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000bx50/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000eayp/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000eayp/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000f74f/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000f74f/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000gq39/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000gq39/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000gq39/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000gq39/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom&apos;s getting a $1800++ LV bag. pretty crazy cos she won&apos;t use it. pretty crazy cos we&apos;re not rich. went to cousin&apos;s house and i swear i saw the hamsters shagging (: and the baby hamsters are so.. tiny. lol. going over to his 3 storey to stay after o&apos;s. he&apos;s got a telescope to see stars. beautiful (: oh, and i barged in when he was naked :D can&apos;t wait for the stay over (: &lt;a name=&quot;cutid4&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;some more pics&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000h3rp/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000h3rp/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000kg7t/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000kg7t/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000prc7/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000prc7/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000prc7/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know how i did it with my cam. but nice yes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000q8d1/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000q8d1/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000rx69/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000rx69/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000sf3z/&quot;&gt;&lt;img width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;240&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000sf3z/s320x240&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000sf3z/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000sf3z/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/currls/pic/0000t3xb/&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jul 2006 09:13:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this ist he day that god hath made</title>
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  <description>im going to prom going to prom going to prom :D (not telling why :D) im gonna have &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; to get my hair done, in fact everything done. dress from &lt;i&gt;thr&lt;/i&gt; and ... (: the hottest heels around. and and and. im going drinking after that! zheng yi please say you will go too. (: oh, LOVE. and we&apos;ll crash the night (: (you know karen&apos;s just not thrilling enough for me (: ) and oh ya, black&apos;s my colour (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ydae was wonderful, yes? i will go there realllllly often. :D sooo much to explore :D and i&apos;ll defintely try hot stone ! um :D HOT STONE IS LOVE. me and zhengyi should never go out alone again. but we shall. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ydae&apos;s cell was great. learned about not judging people. yes (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos im bouncing about to the song im listening to and freedom suits me just fine. i love you still, my love, i love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need some air to breathe.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2006 13:57:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HA</title>
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  <description>hot, is not in now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2006 19:48:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>let me see you as soon as possible cos i miss you alot.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2006 15:20:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i hope i&apos;ve the courage to say,&lt;br /&gt;todays a pretty nice day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even to msg you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not telling anyone where i went today, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sorry no one would accompany me to go on tht date. but hard as i try, i couldn summon up much regret for not trying harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the way this is. and it&apos;s not getting any sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im givng you hell and you&apos;re giving me hell. is this the way life is gonna me? i suppose so. things arn&apos;t gonna be better. things arn&apos;t gonna be right again. bcos im not the kind to belive what you would say. but one who judge unknowingly with your actions. just couldn confine them into words for you to hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re not gonna hear me say i love another gut. no way. i think i&apos;ve hurt my dad enough. for now, just let me break down, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under your armpit.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Jun 2006 15:50:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>went stamford house today. had you ever been there? its a place they call high-end shops i guess. with designer clothes and great spa, great salon, great whatever. mom had her hair cut there. too bad the gay wasn&apos;t free. i&apos;m gonna hav my hair cut there soon enough too. cos it&apos;s high-end. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping but bought nothing. tried on many but none. but i guess there isn much i wanna get? a polka dot tube would be fine. but i don&apos;t know if i should get it anymore. like um. im not sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you know. i dug this halter from my wardrobe today. it makes my boobs look bigger. haha. oh, i bought a new bra today. pierre cardin&apos;s. mum bought a bag. next thing to buy? an over-priced levis jean. (yes, tht one with studs) and the palaroid camera i saw today. you know, its like DAMN CUTE. the sides of the photos developed can hav disney characters. MY FAV? EEYORE AND MERMAID. and they have them! too bad betty&apos;s not disney. (i guess) did not get to check guess. it was closed when i reach. um. GSS not doing me any good. went to novo and did not get anything. pretty crazy. perhaps my consience is pricking me not to waste daddy&apos;s moolah anymore. hmph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be going to prom after all. bcos i already decide where to get my hair and make up done. where to get my dressy. but. UH. waste of money ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, what should i do ?</description>
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