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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 15:59:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>take me on a trip i&apos;d like to go someday</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img188.imageshack.us/img188/2434/cheena273d.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;KL Twin Towers, taken a month ago&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the prolonged absence-- i&apos;ve been off discovering myself, reassessing my priorities and having tons of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve got to run off yet again, busy bee that i am, but as for now, i&apos;m lovin&apos; life and i&apos;ve never felt so glad that i&apos;m in Malaysia! expect an update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx Winnie</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 08:19:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>starlets</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.glittervampire.com/images/tiiprem/tiiprem07.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG HOW ANY MORE PRECIOUS CAN THIS GET?! *so* cute. and i quote &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_kimberly01&apos; lj:user=&apos;kimberly01&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kimberly01.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kimberly01.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kimberly01&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from Twitter, FLAIL ADAM, FLAIL. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/flail</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Oct 2009 16:06:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>something to be</title>
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  <description>so guess what; after months of sitting around doing nothing, things have finally started going for me! the lady from IDP who has been handling my transfer to RMIT in Aus called up the other day, saying that if i wanted to accept my offer to RMIT i&apos;d better do it now or else there would be no more spots. so two hours later, i pulled on my Zara denim leggings and my &quot;i&apos;m the most important thing in the world&quot; shirt and made my way down to Subang and sealed the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m officially going!!!! still can&apos;t believe it. i&apos;m going to be somewhere else away from home for the first time ever in a couple months! not celebrating Chinese New Year next year will suck, but i guess i&apos;ll have to deal with the lack of red packets next year. i *am* getting older anyway. can&apos;t wait to see Hoi and the kids, and explore the city with an open mind. just thinking about it makes me happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i received birthday money today! still thinking if i should save it or splurge on a new pair of navy blue flipflops since my usual black pair (that have lasted me 2 whole years, maybe more, btw) have been worn to death and the soles are kind of worn out *shy*. those purple ones from Zara look tempting as well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry says he&apos;s going to send me a care package consisting of Cheetos after i announced over Skype that i had no idea what Cheetos were. we were playing Draw My Thing on omgpop.com, and i was kicking serious ass until Terry got the word &apos;Cheetos&apos;. So he drew this packet with orang oblong shaped things inside and everybody was like CHEETOS! but little old me was still typing out things like &quot;POTATO CHIPS&quot; and &quot;POTATOES&quot; and &quot;ONION RINGS&quot;! -_- so after Matt got it with a triumphant &quot;HA! BEAT YOU, MOTHASUCKAS!&quot; i hit the &quot;Cheater&quot; button and went, &quot;WTF? I&apos;M ASIAN, WHAT THE FUCK ARE CHEETOS?&quot; and everyone laughed at me. wtf. Malaysians don&apos;t get Cheetos okay. i was told they were something like Cheezels, and i googled them but they don&apos;t look like Cheezels to me? :( how unfair is this!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.unilodge.com.au/images/gallery/9C8537A7854CBC995AA2586.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m looking at pictures of rooms to rent online. this one&apos;s nearest to my campus, and it looks good :) these pictures make me want to travel in time! destination: February, anyone?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Sep 2009 03:18:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ask away.</title>
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  <description>From &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_ahhbao&apos; lj:user=&apos;ahhbao&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ahhbao.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://ahhbao.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ahhbao&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The problem with LiveJournal:&lt;br /&gt;We all think we are so close, but really, we know nothing about each other.&lt;br /&gt;So I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me.&lt;br /&gt;Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about.&lt;br /&gt;Ask away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anon commenting turned on, srs bzns questions accepted :) Just because i&apos;m procrastinating again, and i&apos;m far too lazy to do anything else on a lazy Wednesday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Reason can answer questions, but imagination has to ask them.”&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Sep 2009 10:15:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>burn out bright</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m hearing talk of things that i used to think adults would only say... that adults would only talk about. then it hit me, like a ton of bricks, that we &lt;i&gt;were&lt;/i&gt; adults. we&apos;re the people that we used to make fun of, the people we pretended to be in fun and games. we&apos;re journalists, we&apos;re accountants, we&apos;re scientists, we&apos;re dreamers, believers. time moved so fast, even though it seemed to go on at a crawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when did we all grow up all of a sudden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/6477/n70574890111894193949.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Sep 2009 09:36:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>smile like you mean it.</title>
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  <description>you know how life&apos;s like fucking awesome at one point and then really shitty the next? right. i&apos;m beating myself up over a couple hundred pixels that i will never possibly ever get to meet ever in my entire life. and the thing is? i took in all that crap, and it almost &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a part of me, even if it&apos;s only been for a week. and ... what are we now? are we stranded, are we floating in a pool of &quot;what ifs&quot; and &quot;what abouts&quot; and &quot;what fors&quot;? are we gone? are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;smile, like you mean it.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 15:54:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>of Vietnamese food and Asian Johnny Bravo haircuts</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img176.imageshack.us/img176/7787/97311671107170395262120.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vietnamese cuisine doesn&apos;t taste as weird as i thought it would. between sips of soda lime, we reminisced about old times, caught up on goings-on in college, made fun of Geoffrey, and watched a perfectly generic, overrated, but yet strangely satisfying comedy about sexes and how opposites attract. it was as if i never left.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 04:06:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dear lee yee,</title>
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  <description>you just made my entire morning &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://13.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kpv1qdx0jn1qzhxfmo1_500.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://7.media.tumblr.com/VmK8uC1sUqb8d5we5jEC9Hwoo1_500.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ this one possibly killed me more than the previous one, if that&apos;s even possible. i think i&apos;ve found my new favorite OTP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k290/ehhhliz/FINISHED-1.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dooey and Beef. &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 15:57:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>they&apos;re out to get you</title>
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  <description>today was pretty much uneventful, besides the fact that mom brought home some &lt;i&gt;bak kut teh&lt;/i&gt; from Bukit Tinggi for dinner, which always calls for a mini celebration! i think if you ask me where to get good &lt;i&gt;bak kut teh&lt;/i&gt;, i &lt;i&gt; would&lt;/i&gt; answer &quot;that shop near Bukit Tinggi&quot;... but i&apos;m not going to because that shop doesn&apos;t have &lt;i&gt;foo chuk&lt;/i&gt;! yeah i know, right. it&apos;s a culinary blasphemy. which self-respecting bak kut teh shop doesn&apos;t have &lt;i&gt;foo chuk&lt;/i&gt;?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, in addition to the tech!talk i had yesterday with my dad..... to my absolute horror, he discovered YouTube this morning. yup. YouTube. he&apos;s spent the past, oh, i don&apos;t know, ten hours playing chinese classical opera music at top volume. i even put Boys Like Girls&apos; Love Drunk on at high volume and the high pitched &quot;AAAEEEAAAAAEEEAAA&quot; even drowned out the &lt;i&gt;nana na na na na na&lt;/i&gt;&apos;s. needless to say, i spent the majority of this morning cursing the advanced technology in our modern day and age and wishing i had a set of earplugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... oh wow. mom&apos;s having a go at it now; she&apos;s listening to some woman named Fong Fei Fei waddle around stage in concert in an obnoxious purple gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/headdesk.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life as i know it is over. good bye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Sep 2009 08:22:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Imma let you finish, but... part III</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://kanyegate.tumblr.com/photo/1280/189843336/1/tumblr_kq3fl0Ph0H1qa3i8u&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL WINWINWINWINWIN</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 16:08:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Imma let you finish, but... part II</title>
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  <description>&quot;nie? what is Firefox?&quot; this last word is pronounced &quot;Fai-yuh-fox&quot;, and uttered really slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swivel round in my chair. &quot;it&apos;s an internet browser, Dad. sort of like Internet Explorer, but much better. sort of. well, i hate it because it&apos;s kinda laggy for me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;what?&quot; dad sits himself down in the swivel chair opposite and faces his computer screen, &quot;so does this mean that this Mozilla is fake? because i thought you could only access the Internet through IE. You explore the internet mah?&quot; dad turns to face me (with a srs face, i kid you not). &quot;by the way ah, what is this thing... Kanye West (pronounced Can-yee Wes) and Taylor Swift (Tay-lerh Swif)? i just go to Google and search for some news then these things pop up...&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 11:42:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Imma let you finish, but...</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://14.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kq150zLngX1qa3i8uo1_400.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&apos;d so fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just so happen to love the song &amp;lt;3 (The Best Of You - Foo Fighters)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Sep 2009 09:54:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>drive all night, never gonna get me</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO GUESS WHO PASSED THEIR DRIVING TEST AFTER LIKE, FUCKING FOREVER?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grins widely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;frankly, i&apos;m ecstatic. no more early mornings, no more &amp;quot;QUICK WINNIE PUT ON YOUR SOCKS IT&apos;S ANDY IN HIS CAR WAITING FOR YOU OUTSIDE! FASTER PUT ON YOUR SOCKS&amp;quot; (i tend to put socks on like, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; slowly, and mom tends to mock me because i do so. hey mom, it&apos;s not my fault if my feet want to have an intimate relationship with their socks ok?!), no more &amp;quot;ok now go practice while i go have my breakfast!&amp;quot; (leaving me forlornly in the car going &lt;i&gt;omfg WHAT DO I DO FML&lt;/i&gt;) and ESPECIALLY no more stupid hills and that stupid lift clutch/accelerator/handbreak/go combo! i&apos;m fucking happy, can&apos;t you tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh right, there *are* some things i&apos;ll miss though. i&apos;ll miss being all the way across the lot trying to parallel park in lot P1, looking around for Mr. Andy to ask him to watch if i&apos;m doing the steps properly, and then i&apos;d find him like on the other end, holding a frilly red umbrella. he&apos;s also the &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; driving instructor in the entire Perfect Driving Center to have a frilly red umbrella okay. my instructor is fucking cool. 8D also, when i once completed a three-point-turn perfectly, he stood, started jumping up and down and clapped his hands, all while balancing his red umbrella. highly entertaining, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone was so scared today! i met these four girls there, and we spent two hours exchanging parking and &lt;i&gt;jalanraya&lt;/i&gt; tips, only to find out that all our instructors taught us different ways of executing the steps so our tips weren&apos;t really that effective after all. everyone failed something but me :( the Indian girl (i never got her name, but i know she&apos;s doing law) burst into tears after the first section because the JPJ guy didn&apos;t see her arm when she stuck it out and failed her straight away. bastard :( i&apos;m happy that i met nice people though! i usually sit in the corner at things like these and wait my turn. didn&apos;t really expect someone to turn to me and start talking. i guess they weren&apos;t afraid of emo girls, idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NOW OWE TERENCE RIDES. well, once i get a car. i want a secondhand Suzuki Swift, but mom just scoffed when i told her so and went, &amp;quot;But that car looks like a turtle!&amp;quot; WHAT&apos;S WRONG WITH TURTLE-SHAPED CARS?! what is this turtle discrimination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i&apos;ll trudge off to bed. i only slept for like, four hours yesterday before my stupid alarm decided to ring. i woke up with an L-license and now i have a P! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i found out that Patrick Swayze passed away while waiting for my name to be called and i went &amp;quot;NOOOOOOOOOO&amp;quot; irl. several people stared while one of the girls i met (she studies in Egypt and is like, *really* pretty :O) went, &amp;quot;Awww, I loved him in &lt;i&gt;Dirty Dancing&lt;/i&gt;. Seriously? Fuck cancer.&amp;quot; after i told her. we then proceeded to talk about &lt;i&gt;Dirty Dancing&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Ghost&lt;/i&gt; and Michael Jackson before going back to freaking out about three-point-turns :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Patrick Swayze!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 15:58:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>thunderstealer</title>
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  <description>LJ, i&apos;ve missed you. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f-list, how are you all doing? i haven&apos;t been checking up on you in a long time. i shall, soon!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 06:34:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>home again</title>
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  <description>my heart, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s been a long time since i felt this whole-- like i was meant to fall asleep in the passenger seat of Terence&apos;s Elantra all along, Joan in the backseat, Terence at the steering wheel. we rescued Wen Liang from college, and we bantered all the way to Kota Kemuning. the only missing piece was Huai today. we miss you!!! it&apos;s not the same without you. can&apos;t wait till we&apos;re all back together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we piled into the Elantra after picking me up in the morning, headed to OneUtama for some glorious food, a movie, and to cure Terence&apos;s itch to para. watching the boy make a beeline for the solitary para machine in the dark arcade once he&apos;d exchanged his dollar note for a token was amusing -- i wonder if i&apos;d miss things back home as much as he would when i go. Joan and i stood back and watched him flail about with some rather graceful spins added into the mix. i think i have a video of him dancing somewhere-- i&apos;ll dig it out and try to post it without being noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke with a smile this morning.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Jun 2009 11:54:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SWEET MOTHER OF GOD</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://i43.tinypic.com/2moo8zc.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO I HAVE TO SAY ANY MORE FLAJSDFLJLASDKJFLALSJKDFLKSDJFLKDF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ETA:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;19&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flatlines*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 20:47:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>her tears, like diamonds on the floor</title>
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  <description>ten days ago, i was miserable. fast forward ten days later, and i&apos;m still a wet dishrag, but for entirely different reasons-- similar, yes, but different. at the risk of sounding like a bad romance novela, how many ways can your heart be toyed with and tortured? i&apos;ve been through a lot, and i&apos;ve got more to learn, but it was more than i could handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven&apos;t been blogging lately, and i apologize-- i have been forgetting about things that used to make me feel whole, but as of late even the littlest things like writing make me feel guarded. one word, and it could rub a person the wrong way, if you know what i mean, and i don&apos;t want to take risks. sometimes silence trumps words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish for this to end. and then maybe, just maybe, i&apos;ll feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj249/wlookidicons/PHOTOGRAPHY%20GRAPHICS/P29-03-09_00572.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 20:17:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the future is a question mark of kerosene and electric sparks</title>
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  <description>the exhaustion today was overwhelming. i summed up enough energy to make it through three hours of college, and finally wiped out on my desk: the grand finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll find time to blog soon about what&apos;s going on in my life lately. it&apos;s all a large jumble, sometimes hard to interpret and understand, even by me. but hey, life&apos;s like that, don&apos;t they all say?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Jun 2009 05:21:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>as the stars watch in entropy and pain</title>
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  <description>indefinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all teetering on thin planks between sky-high buildings, praying that what&apos;s been supporting us up won&apos;t snap under the weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what if it does? ever wonder if you&apos;d grow wings if you fell by chance? or would you fall splat on the asphalt down below, a bloody pile of skin and bones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i&apos;m trying not to think right now. all i want to do is get over to the other side, and get the fear done and over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll take a deep breath and jump in.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 16:31:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>love from germany</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img235.imageshack.us/img235/6900/picture0002.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a friend -- he sent me this unexpectedly after i told him i was swamped with work i didn&apos;t want to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my day. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 03:30:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I...</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large; &quot;&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO BLEEPIN&apos; EXHAUSTED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don&apos;t even know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*melts into puddle on tabletop*</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 16:14:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>all your dead fury is not enough</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;for this, i have nothing else but love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;18&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t wait for the album!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Adam Lambert = MY American Idol, regardless of who wins next week. And Kris, Kris... oh Kris, you blew me away with that second song of yours. I thought the Fray&apos;s version was haunting and beautiful and that nothing could beat it, but oh, you threw that thought out of the window and made me worship. For that, you deserve a spot in the finals. Support Kradam, everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: some food for thought;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;So today was my first day of my 3 day fast. It wasnt quite as hard as I thought it would be. I didn&apos;t really tell my mom and dad until about six in the evening. by &quot;chance&quot; one of my best friends came over after school to hang out and he ended up eating my dinner. (&quot;chance&quot; = miracle from God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started to see what life is like for the starving in Darfur. I cannot wait until Friday when I go back to eating anything and everything. Friday is the goal. but in Darfur, there is no goal. There is no friday when you can eat again. They do not have an end goal like I have. How can they carry on? What is their source of hope? Something too glorious for me to comprehend is at work in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how amazing it is, that I have not eaten in nearly 24 hours, yet have carried out my daily activities as normal. I have a strength to face my hunger, my &quot;hurricane&quot; with a simple &quot;hello.&quot; hunger is not enough to silence me. dead fury is not enough. While I may be empty physically, I am full spiritually. and this will carry me through the next two days of fasting.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 09:58:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>happy birthdayyyy bone</title>
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  <description>i still have three papers to complete but i&apos;m still so relaxed and happy go lucky&lt;br /&gt;probably knowing that there&apos;s going to be booze tonight :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m not going to be posting my project 365 pictures today though i *have* been taking photos... just lazy to resize them in Photoshop because my computer lags the fuck out of me when i do&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll do it soon! *sheepish smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this &lt;strike&gt;afternoon&lt;/strike&gt; morning and found out that the goddess aka. Carly Smithson is on Twitter!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&quot;vote for Adam people!&quot; she says, and what she says, she will get, because who dares to defy the musical goddess that is Carly Smithson?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tonight, as i mentioned earlier, i&apos;m going to head to Decanter to celebrate Joan&apos;s birthday with the cousins &amp; some people&lt;br /&gt;it just hit me that she&apos;s going to be nineteen&lt;br /&gt;and it seems like it was just yesterday that we were still tiny, skinny (her), overweight (me) sixteen year olds&lt;br /&gt;how time flies :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/930/easypeasy249d.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy early birthday boney&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the memories &amp; many more to come xoxo</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 16:26:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>argh x22387</title>
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  <description>so i mindlessly changed a new layout just for fun and i forgot to save the CSS of my old one&lt;br /&gt;and the creator of my old one deleted that one from his/her webpage because he/she thought he was ugly (but its not!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i&apos;m mega screwed cos i don&apos;t like the one i&apos;m using now cos it resizes all my photos, what the fuck&lt;br /&gt;the photo of my toes in a previous entry is now squished sideways and it makes me look like an incompetent noob who doesn&apos;t know how to resize photos in Photoshop&lt;br /&gt;but i really like the colors and the font of this thing also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how lah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its either normal layout blog with pretty pictures or nice layout with no pictures at all cos i can&apos;t stand ugly pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i want pictures in my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIH DILEMMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ETA:&lt;/b&gt; fixed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i40.tinypic.com/2saxifa.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 15:53:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>click</title>
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  <description>yesterday, sitting on the floor, between several spoons of Haagen Dazs&apos; Belgian Chocolate ice cream&lt;br /&gt;i watched Kyle prance around &lt;br /&gt;and do weird jumps on stage on the telly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so maybe we still think that one or two members still are douchebags&lt;br /&gt;and we&apos;ve had our hearts broken by them more times than they&apos;ve been asked &amp;quot;So, tell us, who&apos;s Jenny?&amp;quot; in interviews&lt;br /&gt;but there&apos;s no denying that the love for their music is still deep down somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the scars are still there, but our hearts are healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img154.imageshack.us/img154/8400/2564523956b3b7ab379cbd.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny came on my shuffle earlier today while i was in the elevator at TBS&lt;br /&gt;and i just had to smile at the irony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, i was in that very same elevator that broke down two weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;was late for class, so i squeezed in the second available elevator with a bunch of people&lt;br /&gt;halfway between the second and the third floor the elevator gave this horrifying jerk and then the next thing we knew the mechanism stopped and the lights went out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this guy near the front tried the Alarm button and it wouldn&apos;t work&lt;br /&gt;at this point i was near hysterical and i kept repeating &quot;Oh my God&quot; out loud&lt;br /&gt;but the others were seemingly unfazed and laughed it off &lt;br /&gt;as if it happened every day -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two minutes later the lights popped on and we started moving again&lt;br /&gt;i cowered into the corner, still shaking&lt;br /&gt;and tumbled out of the elevator on the fifth floor, only to find the rest of the floor pitch black because of a power failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........ thank god there were emergency generators or i would have gotten a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be damn ironic if i had my iPod in the elevator and Jenny started playing&lt;br /&gt;and we&apos;d exit the elevator covered in dirt :P</description>
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