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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-4562836396732800214</id><published>2009-03-26T03:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T03:49:08.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>250` Only Almost Here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;250` Only Almost Here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im feeling: indescribable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;song of the moment: 王力宏- 你不在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;CHANGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change can be a good thing, or it can be bad. some people change for better, and some for worse. when a person changes, the way he thinks, the things he does, all changes. minimally or significantly; knowingly or unknowingly. and people around him may or may not welcome the change. we don't know for sure. anyway, how often can we exactly point to a time when we tell ourselves: "he's changed." or "thats when things changed."&lt;br /&gt;some people like change, while some people hate it. some take to changes very well, yet others dont. what do we all know? things change, nature changes, tastes change, people change, relationships change, fashion changes, exchange rates change, education changes, values change, principles change, views change; everything changes. whats forever? who are we to know? what do we all know? i ask again.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing lasts forever. just remember, everything ends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; every single day things around us change. have you changed? do you know you changed? or will you be the one who stays unchanged even when everything around you is changing? things that seemed so important to you in the past no longer seem that important. certain things, certain people, certain feelings, certain memories... things you didnt mind in the past now bother you a lot. what can we say of this? now you dont put in as much effort, you dont put in your heart and soul, you dont bother or care enough. was it you or was it me. i didnt, did you? i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take it between a couple. one is changing (presumably climbing up, becoming better), yet the other stays the same. would they last? no, would they even make it? suddenly, one is starting to mind or pick on some things about the other. and when you start picking on one, you'd continue picking on a lot more. the originally simple equation between the two of them has evolved, because change was added in. now the equation cannot be balanced, because it is unequal now. so what now? continue standing on unequal grounds? or split up and find other better partners that match to your new heightened standards? hmmm, that's not up to me to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or try another scenario whereby we suddenly find that things just changed completely overnight. what do you do when someone you thought wouldn't change changed? people always disappoint. they really disappoint. and in the end, you will learn that the only people you can ever have is yourself. but sometimes, despite that, we disappoint ourselves too. then what now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;who will lament for the ones who merely exist but never live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;what they dont feel they cannot comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;maybe we all change, and in the end nothing's left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;飞轮海- 寂寞暴走&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作曲:杨子朴&lt;br /&gt;作词:严云农&lt;br /&gt;编曲:郭伟聪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这里的景色叫做曾经爱过&lt;br /&gt;曾存在你的拥抱和温柔&lt;br /&gt;撕开票根独自重游&lt;br /&gt;票价是想念你的痛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说做朋友并不是朋友&lt;br /&gt;我们比路人还陌生得多&lt;br /&gt;感情的废墟重建以後&lt;br /&gt;谁会偶尔回来走走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我站在回忆的入口&lt;br /&gt;搜集我左胸口暴走的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;赤裸裸的失落 一目了然的痛&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;让我无法说泪是因为吹风&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我沿着命运的箭头&lt;br /&gt;无奈向前走到下个人的怀中&lt;br /&gt;爱你还没爱够 你却要我放手&lt;br /&gt;谁懂在时间的秘密花园中 你从没走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我说的爱你说的太自由&lt;br /&gt;自由到彷佛我只是说说&lt;br /&gt;未来的风景我没爱过&lt;br /&gt;我只想念你的所有　　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的爱你想你都以极速向回忆暴冲&lt;br /&gt;他们能看见的是虚伪的从容&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest addition to my collection of favourite (emo) songs. put on repeat mode on my iTunes. and the lyrics just keep poofing out of nowhere in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;郭妹妹- 放了爱&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(一切完美 OST)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你指向远方爱情很晴朗&lt;br /&gt;笑问不如今后就我们俩&lt;br /&gt;怕泪会反光钻进你胸膛&lt;br /&gt;但那不是感动是泪无法储藏&lt;br /&gt;把美梦锁上以为是天堂&lt;br /&gt;羽翼折起在你身边静静躺&lt;br /&gt;却只能用目光空中翱翔&lt;br /&gt;还得乔装安份靠在你肩膀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放了爱 为了爱&lt;br /&gt;这不是我该怎麼生活&lt;br /&gt;放了爱&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说你喜欢我笑得开朗&lt;br /&gt;你越温柔我越不想撒谎&lt;br /&gt;我已办不到你想要的那样&lt;br /&gt;客气地配合你我感觉更勉强&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;别人的幸福何必要模仿&lt;br /&gt;心不在何苦留躯壳在身旁&lt;br /&gt;加满自由我要无重量飞翔&lt;br /&gt;就算以分离收场&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放了爱 为了爱&lt;br /&gt;这不是我该怎麼生活&lt;br /&gt;放了爱 会明白&lt;br /&gt;有种拥有 叫作放手&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我的心为爱流离失所&lt;br /&gt;紧握最后回家的线索&lt;br /&gt;等到寻获真正的我&lt;br /&gt;证明我决定没有错&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放了爱 为了爱&lt;br /&gt;这不是我 想要的生活&lt;br /&gt;放了爱 你会明白&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;有种拥有 叫作放手&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;放了爱 我放了爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;my right gum hurts damn bad. been a few days. bloody teethache. the throat's painful as well. even my jaw is aching. the neck too. gonna be quite sick soon i guess.. might be good anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;been watching 创世纪II on tudou recently. well, just that mainly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;feel the need to disappear and hide. thought i wouldnt have to pick on the scar so soon. thought i wouldnt have to feel this way just yet. nobody knows. no one at all. all i have is just only myself, and my demons. just as well.. just as well..&lt;br /&gt;谁看见我流过了几次眼泪...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i think i read too much novels. i think i watch too much dramas. all with good endings. all with sweet romances. blinded with fiction.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;everybody loves a happy ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh don't we all???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-4562836396732800214?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/4562836396732800214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=4562836396732800214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/4562836396732800214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/4562836396732800214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2009/03/250-only-almost-here.html' title='250` Only Almost Here.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-6033431392238111508</id><published>2009-01-08T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:10:46.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>249` Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;249` Happy New Year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!&lt;/strong&gt; i know its late cause its already the 9th day of the year, but never too late right? haha hope this year is good. best wishes everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stay tuned for more! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-6033431392238111508?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/6033431392238111508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=6033431392238111508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/6033431392238111508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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until given further notice.&lt;br /&gt;will contact again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-603505257457813296?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/603505257457813296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=603505257457813296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/603505257457813296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/603505257457813296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2008/06/248-notification-of-mia.html' title='248` Notification of MIA.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-3614231657443857194</id><published>2008-06-27T22:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:03:11.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>247`pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;247`pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omgod, i thought i could just copy and paste the pictures straight from my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LJ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to here. but apparently blogger doesnt allow one to be lazy. &lt;em&gt;URGH!&lt;/em&gt; now i have to insert picture one by one all over again. upload trauma please. so i'll just put up a few. the rest you could just go to my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dead tired. woke up early today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216575176529051346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SGT_fAUiftI/AAAAAAAAACs/ChsixyXFLyU/s320/230520084473.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216575188667848386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SGT_ftip1sI/AAAAAAAAAC0/HbvQpqwuwuI/s320/230520084479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SGT_gDydyZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/sfNcZ4MadKk/s1600-h/230520084480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216575194639747474" style="FLOAT: 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/3614231657443857194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/3614231657443857194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2008/06/247pictures.html' title='247`pictures!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SGT_fAUiftI/AAAAAAAAACs/ChsixyXFLyU/s72-c/230520084473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-8094638031345523550</id><published>2008-05-23T00:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T00:51:46.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>246`fragility of life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;246`fragility of life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;sanctuary:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=seeking+solace+in+the+dark+silent+night"&gt;seeking solace in the dark silent night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;im feeling: gloomy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000066;"&gt;song of my likes: 爱还在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onclick="'return" href="http://loveandfight.livejournal.com/81156.html?mode=reply"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="link" href="http://loveandfight.livejournal.com/81156.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Edit Entry" href="http://www.livejournal.com/editjournal.bml?journal=loveandfight&amp;amp;itemid=81156"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Edit Tags" href="http://www.livejournal.com/edittags.bml?journal=loveandfight&amp;amp;itemid=81156"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Add to Memories" href="http://www.livejournal.com/tools/memadd.bml?journal=loveandfight&amp;amp;itemid=81156"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Tell a Friend" href="http://www.livejournal.com/tools/tellafriend.bml?journal=loveandfight&amp;amp;itemid=81156"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Track This" href="http://www.livejournal.com/manage/subscriptions/entry.bml?journal=loveandfight&amp;amp;itemid=81156"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;feel very down all of a sudden. dont know why either. just a feeling of despondence sadness melancholy whatsoever. my heart goes out to the victims of the Si Chuan earthquake, as well as the people in Myammar who were hit by cyclone. catastrophes following one another: is the world coming to an end? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after all these devastation, whats left? fears that can never really be allayed; pain that never ever dulls; hearts that never could heal/mend completely; memories that would never ever fade out; nightmares that would last all of a lifetime. its like an eternal scar, and its one that stabs deep and leaves an excruciating pain, one that leaves an ugly looking scab at that. the ones who are alive, the ones who were left behind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all truly, you have my deepest condolences. may all the dead rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i've decided- i'll make a donation. although it would just be a very meagre amount, but every little dollar counts. if everyone donates a small amount, it would eventually make up a bigger amount. and its going to help. i believe so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;having known such disasters happening in the world makes one reflect. we Singaporeans are lucky to be 'safe' from such natural disasters because of our geographical location. protected by our neighbouring countries and the like. and watching the news reports put me in quite a sullen mood. and i feel guitly, because over here in our side, we are happily living our lives. enjoying our luxury treats, going for spas/facials/saunas/massages, spending truckloads of money on buying designer items or flashy diamonds and jewellery or flaming cars, and all. but look at just what the victims are going through? dooms day would arrive, soon. thats what i think. some really awful disaster would hit the earth, and wipe out the entire living population. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;世界末日&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. human beings animals plants insects, all would die. and maybe, i actually hope for it to happen. to me of course. just make it an instantaneous death though. &lt;strong&gt;really.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;maybe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;something else is gnawing at my heart. apart from all these ruination going around. something entirely different. but still, it makes me feel like im the greatest sinner. and somehow, i think i always end up feeling like this quite often. (too often than i'd like) which inevitably puts me into an emotional wreckage. i dont want to feel this way. surely i have enough things about myself that i dislike. but well, whats new i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;am i wrong for being this way? i simply want to be me. but in the end i think i dont really know who i am. sometimes i feel no one would ever understand me. but then again, not even i know for sure who i am myself. so how are others supposed to know? what exactly do i want? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel like im going around in circles. and i think im really too cold sometimes. too cold for anyone at all. maybe im too selfish, i dont know how to give. im too apathetic. im too unfeeling. im too weird. im too different. im too difficult to handle. im too demanding. im too unsatisfied. im too materialistic. im too emotional. im totally too distant. i need too much freedom. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and i really think im a porcupine. i'd hurt every single one who comes close to me. either that, or im just in fact a devil in disguise. i am the untouchable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;when would my death come? i often wonder. this seemingly familiar thought would always creep into my mind. how would i die? death would take all the pain away. let it come soon. im tired. too tired. i want to give it all up. &lt;em&gt;hurt to heal.&lt;/em&gt; but theres always this wound(s) that wouldnt go away. no matter how long its been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;and i miss you finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so, to conclude: im a very very very morbid person. as you may have already known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-8094638031345523550?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/8094638031345523550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=8094638031345523550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/8094638031345523550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/8094638031345523550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2008/05/246fragility-of-life.html' title='246`fragility of life.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-7404089180707217655</id><published>2008-05-07T15:22:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T18:25:11.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>245`picture post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;245`picture post!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for a long time i couldnt sign into this space. and havent been actively using it now that i can sign in either. so, i shall do a picture post today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCFzrmOb8DI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/MZicZvcQWYA/s1600-h/231220072516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197562637794930738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCFzrmOb8DI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/MZicZvcQWYA/s320/231220072516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2007 Christmas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF2TGOb8EI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Xg1VhtJ7E8Y/s1600-h/241220072538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197565515423019074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF2TGOb8EI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Xg1VhtJ7E8Y/s320/241220072538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kenny Rogers Feast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF2_mOb8FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/CbNEmaUUmVM/s1600-h/050120082807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197566279927197778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF2_mOb8FI/AAAAAAAAAAg/CbNEmaUUmVM/s320/050120082807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Billy Bombers Waffle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF3rWOb8GI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2GZHbfLPs6o/s1600-h/080120082811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197567031546474594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF3rWOb8GI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2GZHbfLPs6o/s320/080120082811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;RAWR!!!!!!!!!~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF4ZGOb8HI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3qiaj0m_K54/s1600-h/040220083031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197567817525489778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF4ZGOb8HI/AAAAAAAAAAw/3qiaj0m_K54/s200/040220083031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF40mOb8II/AAAAAAAAAA4/UYXy5CqsM8Q/s1600-h/080220083037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197568289971892354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF40mOb8II/AAAAAAAAAA4/UYXy5CqsM8Q/s320/080220083037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;High fever on my 20th birthday. LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF5S2Ob8JI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZatJ_SZSbfo/s1600-h/100220083063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197568809662935186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCF5S2Ob8JI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZatJ_SZSbfo/s320/100220083063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-7404089180707217655?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/7404089180707217655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=7404089180707217655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/7404089180707217655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/7404089180707217655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2008/05/245picture-post.html' title='245`picture post!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCFzrmOb8DI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/MZicZvcQWYA/s72-c/231220072516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-7415934228036145313</id><published>2008-05-02T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:52:32.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>244`partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;244`partner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;partner partner partner, dont be down.. tag on my tagboard here. i will come and see often and reply you de4. paiseh i cant make the tagboard for your blog. shall try again.. HEH:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-7415934228036145313?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/7415934228036145313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=7415934228036145313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/7415934228036145313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/7415934228036145313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2008/05/244partner.html' title='244`partner'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-414219455219086997</id><published>2008-04-27T22:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T23:51:29.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>243`IM HARPY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;243`I AM HAPPY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;omholygod&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i am like so darned happy right now! lol, okay, not that euphoric but well.. thing is i can finally sign in to this damn blog. like after how many &lt;strike&gt;long months.&lt;/strike&gt; omgosh no, its after one whole long year! how cool, imagine my surprise.. luckily its not deleted and purged yet. i know i am &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. LMAO(!) so, would have to make appropriate changes to the sidebars and stufx. but i think im still retaining this skin and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, just helped partner change her blogskin. but i cant do up the tagboard properly! bugging me. &lt;strong&gt;RAWR!&lt;/strong&gt; lol, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bought watermelon just now again.. but dad asked the person to choose, which i personally think i would have done a better job choosing one. well whatever. as long as i get to eat it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay, got an interview tmr morning. got to wake up damn early.. &lt;strong&gt;wish me luck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-414219455219086997?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/414219455219086997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=414219455219086997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/414219455219086997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/414219455219086997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2008/04/243im-harpy.html' title='243`IM HARPY!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-8193593373259211216</id><published>2007-04-15T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T02:56:04.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>242`long time i didnt update</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;242`long time i didnt update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha, for such donkey years i didnt update my blogger blog. lol. totally no time anyway. now i've ended my Industrial Training Programme. but im missing work. lol. im lazy to retype the whole entry whatsoever. so i'll just copy and paste my live journal entry so you guys get the gist of all the things alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and once again, welcome HOME jaren:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;#022 WORKAHOLIC&lt;br /&gt;[Apr. 14th, 200711:57 pm]&lt;br /&gt;[hiding hole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=lazing+at+home%3B+missing+work."&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;lazing at home; missing work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;[im feelingchipper]&lt;br /&gt;[song of my likesSheena Easton- Almost Over You]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;officially counted as &lt;strong&gt;DAY ONE&lt;/strong&gt; i stop working... but, shucks! i miss working with them terribly! urgh!! i wanna continue working.. &lt;em&gt;miss the feeling of rushing work through. miss the no day no night working period. miss the playing here and there. miss the consistently on the move rushing movement. miss eating working playing crapping rushing with them. &lt;/em&gt;darn, im so shucked. how? only day one and i miss it so much. as spencer said, i damn fast ah. so fast miss already. awwww, i truly miss. i dont wanna only be able to talk with you all through phone sms-es and/or msn. i want face to face physically in connection. the 'real' life feel. not 'electrical' feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;seriously, im a &lt;strong&gt;workaholic&lt;/strong&gt;. once i pop working, i cant stop. LOL(!) they also always scold me crazy. lol, cause i say i wanna work till very late, or overnight. lol. damn funny. but cause im sick. they dont give me much work also. boxes i carry they scold me. i climb they scold me. LMAO! like nothing they wanna let me do. super funny also=P its great to have such ppl to be with. im really lucky to be taken excellent care of by jessy soon lee and spencer. THANKS a whole bunch ppl. i miss you guys like &lt;em&gt;crrrrazee&lt;/em&gt;. HA-HA-HA! our gathering is soon(!) and yup, we can always call each other or meet up as and when we can. or i can go there and look for you too! hurhur.... *evil grin* like i LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh well. school's gonna start like soon. but i dont have the mood for school. lol, i miss work(!!) prep for school already. stationery, files, blarh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;JAREN&lt;/strong&gt; is finally back from shu zhou. partner, shopping trip with shikai like soon too! yeah, shop. i want my stufx luhh. hurhur. oh, and eil too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and yeah, my &lt;strong&gt;abercrombie and fitch&lt;/strong&gt; hoodie. i'll get it on mon already!:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i plan to change my phone (make that since a long time way back), but there aint any nice phones that i've taken a fancy to. im playing with the idea of a Sony Ericsson W810i.. but the predictive text msging function is uber irritating i think. hmm, must go check out the entire workings of the phone first. the camera can change to sepia and B&amp;amp;W tones then i'll love it like crazy. HEH=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and that 死白吃said he go home online chat with me. like really is idiot cow la. so late go home, still want to chat? next day is freaking 8.30AM start work? lol. okay like thats how i survived these 3weeks of stock take project anyway. but i wont touch my comp already luhh. save for the night i went without sleep. lol. and you know, i didnt sleep for 46hrs. LMAO! and im not tired now too. hurhurhur. but my nose is crappy. ive been sneezing the whole day. like wtheck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yup, i forgot to mention that i 'stole' ppl's ringtones. like i LMAO seriously. the guy at UPS House had real nice ringtones i tell you. lol, so i just asked him for his phone and my colleague and i took his ringtones. AHAHAHAH! kenny g, michael jackson tunes. wow, how freaking COOL okayy! i want more of such instrumental ones. so my msging tone isnt so irritatingly long when i dont answer it in time. and his phone is a Sony Ericsson W800. hohoho. and yes, i wanna change my plan to the student plan too. my phone bill keeps &lt;strike&gt;exploding&lt;/strike&gt;, my mum gives me a nagging. lmao. and i must still say it once more, that: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I, MISS WORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-8193593373259211216?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/8193593373259211216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=8193593373259211216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/8193593373259211216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/8193593373259211216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/04/242long-time-i-didnt-update.html' title='242`long time i didnt update'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-6486383883859363878</id><published>2007-03-23T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:06:29.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>241`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;241`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so now. work, im seriously dreading? please, let the days come fast so ITP ends &lt;strong&gt;ASAP&lt;/strong&gt;. just when i thought theres only a bearable 14days left. they gave me a &lt;em&gt;Bomb&lt;/em&gt;. wtheck?!! ask me to help them stock take from 29mar to 8apr? moreover i have to go on &lt;em&gt;WEEKENDSSS&lt;/em&gt; as well? shit you seriously. and i almost forgot to add that its at Changi. and i like at Bukit Batok. one end to the other? and its like what? 8.30am still? and you said some days might have to do OT and what nots. urgh! i was really having a major pissout session ydae after they told me this 'so-darned-good-news'. right, a good chance to learn. sorry but &lt;em&gt;yours truly&lt;/em&gt; doesnt want to slog my guts out working as a temp attachment staff student getting a less than meagre pay? plus i damn well dont miss this company, neither would i want to come back and continue working for you. im not sorry that this sounds like a &lt;strike&gt;tyrannous rant&lt;/strike&gt;? okay, like i LMAO. but really, i was fuming mad near hitting the roof ydae. and it doesnt help that im the only attachment staff in the department and so coincidentally in the 'team' of stock taking? call me cynical, but i dont believe in such things? lol, but whatever.. give me time to absorb the stufx and ill be alright already. its okay, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;what doesnt kill me only makes me stronger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. so go ahead, throw me all the things, i'll do it beautifully for you. and i'll damn right survive. just dont think im such a good soul cause you step on my fuse, and prepare to &lt;strong&gt;DIE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enough about work anyway. saps all energy like some blood/soul sucking creature. so, had stomach or is it gastric flu? went to see the doctors this morning.. then accompanied The Mom on a spectacle search. finally she got what she liked and fixed it. hurhur.. and i finally got my hair cut! yeah, i super love haircuts. i dont know why. they make me happy. HA-HA! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;uhh when is my gastric/stomach gonna be okay. lol. and i so need to go return my long overdued book. hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-6486383883859363878?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/6486383883859363878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=6486383883859363878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/6486383883859363878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/6486383883859363878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/03/241.html' title='241`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-2981947020176452565</id><published>2007-03-18T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T17:38:35.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>239`LJ entry #010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why isnt jaren online when im online de4 huh?!! sadded can, i wanted to chat with her since its the weekends and i could spare time online.. *doe-eyed* lol seriously. come online girl! uh, though i think you cant read this entry cause you said you cant access livejournal. nvm, later then i copy this entire entry to my blogspot blog:) or we could just send each other emails luhh. &lt;strong&gt;HA-HA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actually not much to update i guess. gonna have to watch &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;DEATHNOTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; tmr.. if not i wouldnt have time to watch it luhh. and yes, dad loaned me the 'Beautiful" album love songs, plus another love album disc. hahahaha, love songs &lt;em&gt;for the win&lt;/em&gt; yes! hoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shucks, i forgot what i wanted to say. . . . OH, yea.. this afternoon i suddenly had a random thought. cause sometimes i would type up some crappy random stufx about myself right. so i thought, if anyone really stays tuned and takes note of whatever small detail i say about myself, i guess that person would know me quite well? or at least know how i think, what i feel, what will i say and whatnots. haha, but seriously who would?!! *rolls eyes* and im deciding whether to get a DKNY watch or an ADIDAS one. &lt;strong&gt;DKNY&lt;/strong&gt; is my love man. i love the bags as well! the watches and the clothes..... now, dont get me started.. lol, if i buy a DKNY i'll add to my collection. but the previous wasnt bought by me. ahahah=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;footnote: cook for me someone, healthy stufx.. and im so gonna sleep like soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-2981947020176452565?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/2981947020176452565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=2981947020176452565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/2981947020176452565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/2981947020176452565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/03/239lj-entry-010.html' title='&lt;i&gt;239`LJ entry #010&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-3164248855822949443</id><published>2007-03-10T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T17:14:46.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>super shagged today man. slept too little already. slept at 6+&lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt;, woke up at 10&lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt;. wtheck?!! didnt go out today, my mum lied to me. LOL. tmr luhh. mope around doing nothing. using the comp doesnt entice me much. neither does the thought of reading my novel lighten me. plus its frigging hot/stuffy/bright/whatever. the sun is too strong. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i might be sick &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;.. HURR. anyway, the brownie that sal shikai leomund peifen bought for me is nice!:) super belated birthday cake from the 'class'. lol, but still thanks to those who pitched the effort alrights. ydae night was great luhh, so i was happy i went in the end. haha, those who can access to my livejournal blog would read it there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so wanna watch Protege &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;! i haven watched it and i thought i could catch it today &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;. sadded can. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick again? gastric acting up? sun too strong? what am i typing anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-3164248855822949443?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/3164248855822949443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=3164248855822949443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/3164248855822949443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/3164248855822949443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/03/super-shagged-today-man.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-4058785084423466309</id><published>2007-03-04T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T13:42:00.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>238`blogger/livejournal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;238`blogger/livejournal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oookay, cause my partner cant access my livejournal blog. so im back to blogging at blogger again. lets see if blogger is good to me, and let me immediately view my post after i've published an entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay, anyway, back to work tmr. SADDED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;butttttttt, bbq tonight. yeah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-4058785084423466309?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/4058785084423466309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=4058785084423466309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/4058785084423466309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/4058785084423466309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/03/238bloggerlivejournal.html' title='238`blogger/livejournal?'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-4817356819654168558</id><published>2007-03-03T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T00:56:44.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>237`NEWS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;237`NEWS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh blogger really sucks. the previous entry i typed haven even remotely appeared on my blog yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, so this entry is to inform all you people that i've moved(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://loveandfight.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://loveandfight.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see ya there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thankies:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-4817356819654168558?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/4817356819654168558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=4817356819654168558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/4817356819654168558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/4817356819654168558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/03/237news.html' title='237`NEWS'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-6232701964858278201</id><published>2007-03-01T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T18:54:05.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>236`</title><content type='html'>236`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, after a long break here. im back blogging. but its just cause blogger really sucks la. lol, it wont let me post a new entry. so what could i do right? and then i transferred to livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partner gone over to china already. sadded can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ydae i got really sick. so the doctor gave me a 2days MC. which is good, cause i really need the good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im gonna blog at livejournal later. this is just sort of a trial entry? muahahaah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-6232701964858278201?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/6232701964858278201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=6232701964858278201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/6232701964858278201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/6232701964858278201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/03/236.html' title='236`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-754532439326678031</id><published>2007-02-19T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T17:11:31.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>235`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;235`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;had a weird dream this morning. so weird, so many ppl were inside this dream. ppl that &lt;strong&gt;once&lt;/strong&gt; were. particularly...? hurhur, weird, real weird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;anyway, chinese new year. bored? as always maybe.. lol, &lt;strong&gt;shopping&lt;/strong&gt;! i haven shopped. and the thought that wed i have to go back to the shiat-y working life at that &lt;strike&gt;where where where&lt;/strike through&gt; makes me all the more dejected. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;okay whatever. HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR peeps! im off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-754532439326678031?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/754532439326678031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=754532439326678031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/754532439326678031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/754532439326678031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/235.html' title='235`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-4388288975193728458</id><published>2007-02-17T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T02:28:35.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>234`modern society standards</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;234`modern society standards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;scary how girls really go starve themselves to &lt;strike&gt;slim down&lt;/strike through&gt;. no wait, call it grow thin better. Hurr. its really crazy la can. thin people viewing themselves as &lt;em&gt;SOOO FAT&lt;/em&gt;. then where does that leave those true a bit fat ppl or well, overweight/obese people? seriously, beauty has to go deeper than that. but okay granted, reality is harsh in the sense that ppl only mostly judge you on your looks and your figure before they would even want to get to know you better. im digressing i think. but the point is: dont be so overly concerned with your figure whatsoever. be confident! and pls, dont aim to become &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;stick thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the expense of your own health ladies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;(see how many ppl died of anorexia already?!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;campaign for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real beauty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is much more substantial :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-4388288975193728458?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/4388288975193728458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=4388288975193728458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/4388288975193728458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/4388288975193728458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/234modern-society-standards.html' title='234`modern society standards'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-7084947718129973009</id><published>2007-02-16T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:55:21.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>233`long piece of rant cum update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;233`long piece of rant cum update.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after a &lt;strong&gt;hiatus&lt;/strong&gt; for so long, now i finally have the time to actually come online. everyday after work i'll seriously be DEAD-BEAT. much less talk about blogging. so i guess my blogging frequency greatly reduces to like once or twice per week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITP&lt;/strong&gt;- work really sucks. wearing formal is a killer definitely. i truly DISLIKE wearing formal. and i strongly think that its because i wore formal from mon-wed this week that made me more tired than anything. then thurs i didnt bother so i just flouted and wore jeans. fri is a dress down day for the whole company. and we start work at 8.30AM(!) and knock off at 6PM(!) omgosh, this is so late la. i take the shuttle bus also requires another hour. which means i get home at like 7.30pm. just so great... after a whole day's work all i want to do and all that i can think of to do is just to sit and rot right in front of my television. eating like no one's biz. &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;comfort food.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; that sucks worst la! like wtheck. urgh!! 9weeks of holidays become 9weeks of idk, &lt;strong&gt;torture&lt;/strong&gt;? lets see in the later period. cant say much right now since its only the first week. and yes, i made it through this first week safe and sound. thank goodness gracious. okay, whoever is up there that im praying to and you are listening to me. pls just let me get through this attachment period safe and sound, making the highest grade as possible. i'd be real grateful.&lt;em&gt; thank you so pretty much&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im soooo tired, im lazy to think/smile/laugh. either im losing my &lt;strong&gt;sanity&lt;/strong&gt;. or 'hello, old me'. whichever way. i couldnt care less. &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese new year is like just a day away. and super shucks, i haven shopped for anything yet!! and do i even have to mention i haven shopped for like what? months?!! i cant believe this. i want my levis jacket, my jeans, my tees, my red pumps, my bag, my whatever.. and i haven like go cut my hair? trim dye highlight or whatever. lol.. we're too pressed for time this chinese new year luhh. whoever made ITP during the period of chinese new year, look, Thanks a great deal lot man. you moronic ass. LOL. okay, im whinning like some &lt;strike&gt;biatch&lt;/strike&gt; again. hurhur *narrows eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just now my bro told me he wanted to change his phone. and he wants to use my name to get it. like hello, i haven even changed my phone as well la. blurddy hell. and where is my iPod adapter huh? hurr. i want &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; la! im pissy cause i cant even get to shop for chinese new year. this sucks seriously. bad timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even now my eyes are closing, and my brain has long since stopped functioning. urgh! why doesnt CWT Logistics have a half day for today? like most companies do. and why do we Not shut operations for 3days following the PH? thats what other plants and factories would always do right??? (Mr. CEO/Big Boss of CWT Logs, with all due respect, i beseech you to really consider this option?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly for this whole week.. i miss &lt;strong&gt;Teckwah&lt;/strong&gt; so much more. hurr. i haven really forgotten anyway. that was sooooooooooo much more fun than here. i could even go to the &lt;strong&gt;rooftop&lt;/strong&gt; and get drenched in the &lt;em&gt;rain&lt;/em&gt; or watch the &lt;em&gt;sunrise/set&lt;/em&gt;. and enjoy the &lt;em&gt;breeze&lt;/em&gt;, gaze at the &lt;em&gt;stars/moon&lt;/em&gt;. and i get to run about here and there playing with forklifts whatsoever. i get to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;MOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. not like what i am now, desk-bounded for ALL day. i sincerely HATE sitting down, and wearing formal. and Teckwah's canteen is a &lt;strong&gt;zillion times&lt;/strong&gt; much better than here. pathetically 2foodstalls of which are all malay (no offense whatsoever) and one drinkstall/snack which is also tended by a malay. omgosh. real bad la. TECKWAH VALUE CHAIN, i really miss working there. i even miss the people. good or bad, i welcome you back into my life. just as long as i can work there its fine. i love doing manual labour. i love doing what i did back in Teckwah in the past. can we turn back time? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;high pay for doing what i Love, and good agent for mixing around with us. compared to now- meagre pay for doing what i DISLIKE,&lt;/span&gt; (not exactly dislike. but i just dislike having to sit around the whole entire day. i cannot stand sitting down for long.) and bad strings left hanging around. sucks la seriously. i am so worn out, drained mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partner, die la.. siansation can. then we didnt even meet. and then you are going to china for ITP. oh man, i really can die la. take your phrase: 'can someone just kill me?' HA-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i finished ranting. for now only. now i need lots and lots and lots and lots of &lt;strong&gt;ssssleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-7084947718129973009?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/7084947718129973009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=7084947718129973009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/7084947718129973009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/7084947718129973009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/233long-piece-of-rant-cum-update.html' title='233`long piece of rant cum update.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-1395480608018179594</id><published>2007-02-11T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T02:39:47.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>232`YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;232`YOU: you make me fall so head over heels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i saw you.. and you gave me such a heart attack there and then i thought my heart would pop out of my mouth. every single time i see you i get that strong feelings. oh how you made me feel. it is the undeniable word. you are the &lt;strong&gt;like&lt;/strong&gt; of my life:) cause its all about &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-1395480608018179594?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/1395480608018179594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=1395480608018179594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/1395480608018179594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/1395480608018179594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/232you.html' title='232`YOU'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-3358639774923324221</id><published>2007-02-10T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T17:34:36.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>231`past, present and future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;231`past, present and future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, blogger ate one of my entries! like i LMAO(!!) HA-HA-HA-HA! nvm anyway. it means more entries to post! okay, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i go eat, you go bathe, and then you go to a pathetic place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; familiar? partner, i got it right anot huh? lol, i forgot already. HEH=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;onday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is nearing. holy shiats! i could be quite freaked. calm my nerves pls somebody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on my birthday thingy..&lt;br /&gt;-yuling wrote me a testimonial. like i was actually quite surprised. but anyhow, thanks girl! if you'd be reading my blog&lt;em&gt; that is&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-hoho, some&lt;strike&gt;body&lt;/strike through&gt; (no, make that COW/DEER/SHEEP)rmbed. and sent me a birthday msg at the last min. LOL. so much so for &lt;em&gt;'having heart'&lt;/em&gt; right? lmao, but thanks for rmbing too!:)&lt;br /&gt;-weijie too. thanks yup. muahaha, next time then i go out with you luhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;*funny how things you didnt know become things you wish you didnt know* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;*and worst still, when people you once knew become people you dont know now. and thats how 'once upon a time' comes handy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-3358639774923324221?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/3358639774923324221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=3358639774923324221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/3358639774923324221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/3358639774923324221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/231past-present-and-future.html' title='231`past, present and future.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-5959260611205668369</id><published>2007-02-10T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T17:25:38.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>230`exams are O.V.E.R.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;230`exams are O.V.E.R.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woookay, so, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; killer tests are gone and over with. like finally(!) and then soon comes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ITP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hurhur, NO FUN. &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wheres our play time?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics to be up soon i guess. gotta have to fill up the ITP Log Book. type up my &lt;em&gt;introductory letter&lt;/em&gt;. and then find out how to go to the company and such.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-5959260611205668369?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/5959260611205668369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=5959260611205668369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/5959260611205668369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/5959260611205668369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/230exams-are-over.html' title='230`exams are O.V.E.R.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-2624087270406688285</id><published>2007-02-08T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:55:35.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>229`THANKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;229`THANKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay, say &lt;strong&gt;BYE-BYE&lt;/strong&gt; to hiatus pls. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i changed over to this new blogger system. which sucks in my opinion. but well, whats done cannot be undone. no point lamenting on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and yes, thank you to all who wished me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. your testimonials, msges, verbal greetings (and songs). thankies really:)) *hearts you all manymany*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on another point, im like so dead. cause i haven started studying for my &lt;strong&gt;TEP&lt;/strong&gt;. which is just tmr morning. &lt;em&gt;goodness gracious&lt;/em&gt;. but thing is, suddenly these two days i feel quite sluggish again. like wtheck? maybe i shall go study a bit after posting. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITP&lt;/strong&gt; is super darned soon. but a mere 4days away. so great, im feeling &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anxiety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? HA-HA! i already said. this change in academic calendar is so not good. &lt;strike&gt;slave drivers&lt;/strike&gt; or something? i sure think so. like i &lt;strong&gt;LMAO&lt;/strong&gt; anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chinese new year&lt;/span&gt; soon too! teehee, goodies galore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;11.54pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-2624087270406688285?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/2624087270406688285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=2624087270406688285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/2624087270406688285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/2624087270406688285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/229thanks.html' title='229`THANKS!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-117069371506391058</id><published>2007-02-06T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T00:49:27.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>228`shitass week. (when the week hasnt even really started).</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;228`shitass week. (when the week hasnt even really started).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooookay great. so &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt; blogger decided to let me get to the old blogger. i might just switch to the new one tmr or something. since i read that eventually all users Have to make the switch. dumb blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all in all ydae sucked today sucked. but dont ever tell me tmr's gonna suck too. cause im already effing pissed like shit. and i certainly dont need &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; SUCKY days consecutively in a row to make it a threesome. and fuck off if you're gonna tell me this is how my birthday week is gonna be like. it SUCKS badly enough that i have the blurddy exams now. so pls just shut your trap and scram like to the furthest corner of the earth. urgh! seriously like WTHECK?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, im sounding much like a &lt;em&gt;biatch&lt;/em&gt; right now. i know. but whatever. i just need to vent, to rant. maybe im pissy. maybe im not. who cares now. and because this is MY blog, my entry. you are entitled either to read on or click on the box with a cross in it at the top right hand corner of this page. i wont miss you. so im gonna continue ranting like some bimbotic biatch with nobody's biz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;*just dont you mind my language now. like im not exactly in the mood to speak nicely* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*and yes, dont come near a micro millimeter to me if you're spoiling a fight. i'll BITE. your. HEAD. off.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, today. in the end i did nothing. just so great. so now i only have 1day left to study for FM. and like as if i would be doing anything constructive tmr. and in the end, i didnt even get to buy whatever stufx i had wanted to buy today. everything i planned today, didnt even materialise a puny tiny little weeny fraction. like i got pawned big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;MARTIN PANG&lt;/strong&gt;! next time you better msg me earlier. if i had known i wont go home and just head straight down to find you and support you buy the Tiger Beer. and drink with you there and then i tell you. cause its so freaking near my house only. muahahahaha. and okay la, you sarcastic shark. i live at bukit batok but i dont where a particular block is. i blur can? you idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheer me up somebody. monday blues/ exam glooms/ pissy shiats. shoo you away pls. luckily i got more books to read. but looks like i wont have the time to read them anyway. if i have to rush through the whole of &lt;strong&gt;FM&lt;/strong&gt; only tmr. ahh whatever seriously. i'll go sleep these glums away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-117069371506391058?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/117069371506391058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=117069371506391058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117069371506391058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117069371506391058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/228shitass-week-when-week-hasnt-even.html' title='228`shitass week. (when the week hasnt even really started).'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-117051904440262809</id><published>2007-02-03T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T00:10:44.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>227`KISSES TO MY A YEAR OLD BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;227`KISSES TO MY A YEAR OLD BLOG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh, i like just realised- my blog is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;ONE YEAR OLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! muahahahahahha:) yeah, it &lt;em&gt;survived&lt;/em&gt; afterall? HA-HA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yes, please sing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; song to my dear bloggie. like that sounds weird. hurhur, but this blog has accompanied me through most of my moods. ups and downs; highs and lows; sadnesses and happinesses; tears and smiles. we made it &lt;em&gt;through the rain&lt;/em&gt;. and i heart my blog like manymany too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im not sure of the exact date which makes it a year old. so this is just an introductory kinda birthday callout. wait till i checked the date, then i'd post a true one up. teehee`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;_____________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;on another note: i cant get anything into my head! ahhh, i see the highly piled up stack of notes. im already like &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;half dead&lt;/span&gt;. not to mention bored stiff. so i just skip it altogether and ignore. rrrright, shiatass. im like gonna sleep soon. and tmr wouldnt be a good day. cause im supposed to celebrate my birthday! okay, i LMAO. afternoon gone, night gone as well. cause i wanna catch the superstar thingy. muahahaha, see. whole day effectively considered &lt;strong&gt;GONE&lt;/strong&gt;. whatever, maybe i'll go knock some stufx into my head first. lucks my peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-117051904440262809?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/117051904440262809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=117051904440262809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117051904440262809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117051904440262809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/227kisses-to-my-year-old-blog.html' title='227`KISSES TO MY A YEAR OLD BLOG'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-117043391374199970</id><published>2007-02-03T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:31:53.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>226`sweet soups!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;226`sweet soups!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, i so wanna eat &lt;strong&gt;traditional desserts&lt;/strong&gt;!! (read: tian2 tang1) i wanna try the one at Chinatown. oh man.. i want my tian2 pin3. hurhur... gonna go eat out on Sunday as treat for my birthday. but i dont know where to go. Crystal Jade's nice, but i want the desserts too! okay, i admit. im greedy, but hell, cant i have my cake and EAT it? i LMAO! anyway, i have no idea whats nice in Chinatown. you ppl have ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yea, i already said im no big fan of such occasions. birthdays/festivals whatevers dont really bother me. so obviously im not harping on age stufx as well. HURHUR. just like, this birthday is bored. not to mention i have a frigging HRM exam on my birthday. shiats like anything. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-117043391374199970?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/117043391374199970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=117043391374199970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117043391374199970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117043391374199970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/226sweet-soups.html' title='226`sweet soups!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-117034380863286542</id><published>2007-02-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:23:52.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>225/1`shoe fetish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;225/1`shoe fetish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;care to give a guess which belongs to who?  &lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/46357/Image%282533%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/208753/Image(2524).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/811727/Image%282542%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/208753/Image(2524).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/966123/Image%282524%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/526479/Image(2537).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/689244/Image%282537%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/40132/Image(2542).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/851203/Image(2550).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/994042/Image%282550%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/821722/Image(2532).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/849497/Image%282532%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-117034380863286542?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/117034380863286542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=117034380863286542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117034380863286542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117034380863286542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/2251shoe-fetish.html' title='225/1`shoe fetish!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-117034025814440657</id><published>2007-02-01T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T22:52:02.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>225`my raves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;225`some pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahh, blogger wont let me post up some more of my pics! like wth. LMAO! on the way to next post. Hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/728221/Image(2554).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/320/418152/Image%282554%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the benefit of Jaren. this is one of the types of cereals that i eat. HA-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/993725/Image(2555).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/320/43622/Image%282555%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/268484/Image(2558).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/320/511124/Image%282558%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L!!!! he is my guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/875030/Image(2557).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/320/944289/Image%282557%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/64496/Image(2552).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/320/692190/Image%282552%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/35613/Image(2553).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/320/925015/Image%282553%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desu Noto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-117034025814440657?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/117034025814440657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=117034025814440657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117034025814440657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117034025814440657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/02/225my-raves.html' title='225`my raves.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-117025800294720947</id><published>2007-01-31T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:50:49.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>224`first paper. and stufx</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;224`first paper. and stufx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got screwed. by the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;PDWM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; paper. double shucks, HA-HA! but okay, at least the some studying i did this morning was of use.&lt;em&gt; thank goodness&lt;/em&gt;. but its only workable when my paper is in the afternoon. cause i really Hate ppl discussing the thingies right before the paper. i so dont like to touch the stufx on the day of my exam at all. weird? maybe. hurr, but seriously. i. dont. like. it. LOL. well anyway, one down. four more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a totally different note. i wanna eat the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;chilli barbequed pork slices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (ba kua). oh man, somebody order it for me. give those to me, prettily pls? i will love you...... for now. muahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, tmr is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;novel reading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time again. yes, i love it. plus did i already mention that i love it when i have the whole entire house to myself. =]&lt;br /&gt;and okay, i will &lt;strong&gt;TRY&lt;/strong&gt; to sleep earlier. i will try. i said try. crosses fingers and.. pray? or cross my heart and hope to die? okay whatever, i will try luh.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i need a lifelong supply of &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOLLIPOPS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! i want &lt;em&gt;manymanymanymany&lt;/em&gt; containers stuffed full with lollis. i will be darned happy i tell you. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i didnt even think about you, and thats when i finally realised i'd be okay WITHOUT you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-117025800294720947?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/117025800294720947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=117025800294720947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117025800294720947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117025800294720947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/224first-paper-and-stufx.html' title='224`first paper. and stufx'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-117000355040339583</id><published>2007-01-29T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:59:10.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>223`because of you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;223`because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;because of you i never stray too far from the sidewalk. because of you i learnt to play on the safe side so i dont get hurt. because of you i find it hard to trust not only me but everyone around me. because of you i dont know how to love any one else. because of you i am afraid. because of you i try my hardest to forget everything. because of you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my heart cant possibly break when it wasnt even whole to start with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and every single little thing is all because of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lyrics from Kelly Clarkson's Because of You.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-117000355040339583?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/117000355040339583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=117000355040339583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117000355040339583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/117000355040339583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/223because-of-you.html' title='223`because of you.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116999984350967445</id><published>2007-01-28T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:02:59.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>222`i so wanna pick you out from my memories and have a go at real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;222`i so wanna pick you out from my memories and have a go at real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;suddenly&lt;/em&gt;. or maybe not so sudden after all. here and gone, will you ever know? did you even sense? i come and you go. like the past was all but just a dream. but how could i put all those memories behind. &lt;strong&gt;when everywhere i go i see the two of us. everything i do theres something to link you and me. like you were never gone.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;could i live life on, just by remembering us. should i go or should i stay. will you ever give me some clear sense. because you're such a total &lt;strong&gt;annihilation&lt;/strong&gt;. to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;12.00AM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116999984350967445?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116999984350967445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116999984350967445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116999984350967445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116999984350967445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/222i-so-wanna-pick-you-out-from-my.html' title='222`i so wanna pick you out from my memories and have a go at real.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116998215757841265</id><published>2007-01-28T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:02:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;221`DEATHNOTE- L. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/yT8-NFUnE-k"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/yT8-NFUnE-k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;L is just DARNED SUPER CUTE can?!! awwww...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116998215757841265?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116998215757841265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116998215757841265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116998215757841265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116998215757841265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/221deathnote-l.html' title=''/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116997703439160690</id><published>2007-01-28T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T17:37:14.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>220`</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;220`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh yes. i forgot to say. that my family- 3down. lmao, as in sick. my dad, my mum and myself. hurr. see? but well, i think im almost alright now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else to say. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better really go get some reading done for PDWM. the exam is like on Wed. and here i am still slacking my time away idling like no ones biz. and plus i haven really read up yet. shucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116997703439160690?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116997703439160690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116997703439160690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116997703439160690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116997703439160690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/220.html' title='220`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116997648274067150</id><published>2007-01-28T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T17:28:02.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;219/1`missy higgins- The Sound of White&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/NzXu3u1NYV4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/NzXu3u1NYV4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;same song as the previous video. but this is from Pirates. and Johnny Depp is so so so haut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116997648274067150?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116992072419289198</id><published>2007-01-28T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T17:22:17.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>219`missy higgins- Sound of White</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;219`missy higgins- Sound of White&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/gx6DVIn7ol8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116992072419289198?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116992072419289198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116992072419289198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116992072419289198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116992072419289198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/219missy-higgins-sound-of-white.html' title='219`missy higgins- Sound of White'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116965695187357504</id><published>2007-01-24T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:53:28.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>218`sick sick sick. shit sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;218`sick sick sick.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;shit sick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww man. i think there is a serious problem with my head. apart from the chronic headaches all these years, now it sets me like a zombie. really! for the whole month or longer, i've been quite trance-like luhh. HELLO, mr Brain, wake up pls. i'm having my end-of-year examinations like darned &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;. i cant afford to be &lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;zombified&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; for the exams can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick for i dont know how long already. shucks can. so okayyy- i know i'd &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;never fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be sick after i walk in the rain. and i know too, that i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fall sick during examination periods. urghh, i can just drop unconscious right this moment. my whole body is soooo extremely lethargic. i feel like im in a thousand year old body, so much so that just any single small movement uses up all the energy i have within me. everything takes so much effort that i simply dont do anything at all. im &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; tired, but its not a lack of sleep. rather its a lack of energy.. like my body doesnt have any reserves in it to support the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;right, wtheck am i talking about?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, i digress.&lt;br /&gt;tues23jan07- &lt;strong&gt;UCCD&lt;/strong&gt; test. it was one of a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;killer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; test. i just cross my fingers and pray hard enough that i dont screw up. and hope for a pass. then i'd be contented already.. breakfast-ed with shikai sal weixin desmond. and then went to Westmall study with jaren. yaa, 'study'. hurr. more like chilling out session eh partner? lmao! nvm, all for the excuse of drinking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;CoffeeBean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. its worth;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to study! im so dead. so so  &lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike through&gt;pls. shiats really&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i dont rmb sending Mr Goh (ECM tutor) my grp's ECM report and ppt. i'll be damned then. and GEMS report is being extended by a week. yet i haven even gotten any substantial stufx down. ppt is just this fri. and i haven done a single thing bout that yet either. FM revision class tmr. then next week is the first upcoming Exam. i haven started studying for ANYTHING yet. not any module; not a tiny winy fracture of something, just &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;plain nothing&lt;/span&gt;. freak, im just about so freaked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116965695187357504?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116965695187357504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116965695187357504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116965695187357504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116965695187357504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/218sick-sick-sick-shit-sick.html' title='218`sick sick sick. shit sick.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116957486977924920</id><published>2007-01-24T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:55:10.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>217`quizzes are my fave past-times. LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;217`quizzes are my fave past-times. LOL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eecdb5" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f1ded0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a wanderer. You constantly long for a new adventure, challenge, or eve a completely different life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a very grounded, responsible, and realistic person. People may not want to hear the truth from you, but they're going to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you for how you are, not how you look. But deep down, you know that's not exactly true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is all about change, but in very small steps. The end of the journey looks far, but it's much closer than you realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, falling in love has never been easy. You can only fall for someone who is very patient and persistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Inside&lt;/a&gt; the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #c0e3f3" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be An Aquarius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ddf0f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/aquarius.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What's good about you: philosophical and idealistic, you are a great thinker&lt;br /&gt;What's bad about you: you require a lot of space - it's hard to get close to you&lt;br /&gt;In love: you're quirky and playful, but you hate to be smothered&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you're: likely to have many acquaintances and very few good friends&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal job: pilot, snow boarder, or science fiction writer&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of fashion: unconventional, unique outfits that turn heads&lt;br /&gt;You like to pig out on: anything with garlic or unique spices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Sign Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[i am an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Aquarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already. hehheh=p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are More Yin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyoumoreyinoryangquiz/yin.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FeminineDevotedForgivingFallWinterAfternoonMoonTimePassiveMetalHoney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You More Yin or Yang?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;winter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Attitude is Better than 50% of the Population&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourattitudequiz/attitude-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have a positive attitude... somtimes. You prefer to see the world through clear glasses, not rose colored ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourattitudequiz/"&gt;How's" Your Attitude?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 76% Perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouaperfectionistquiz/perfectionist-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a true perfectionist. You are both demanding of yourself and others.While it's great to have goals and standards, they don't need to be sky high!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You a Perfectionist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 70% Peaceful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howpeacefulareyouquiz/peaceful-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a very peaceful person. All is good in your world, no matter what's going on.Occasionally you let your problems get to you, but you generally remain upbeat.Your inner strength is inspirational - much more so than you may realize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Peaceful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="COLOR: black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffd391" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 26%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;You will get bugs, because you're too lazy to shoo them off. And then you'll die.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[HA-HA-HA! like i LMAO pls]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eaeaea" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Powdered Devil's Food Donut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdonutareyouquiz/devils-food-donut.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A total sweetheart on the outside, you love to fool people with your innocent image.On the inside you're a little darker, richer, and more complex.You're a hedonist who demands more than one pleasure at a time.Decadent and daring, you test the limits of human indulgence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Donut Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yup, thats all.. for now. HURR! cause the net's still having some problems. and blogthings take forever to load. enjoy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116957486977924920?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116957486977924920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116957486977924920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116957486977924920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116957486977924920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/217quizzes-are-my-fave-past-times-lol.html' title='217`quizzes are my fave past-times. LOL'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116940873218565246</id><published>2007-01-22T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T03:45:32.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>214/3`more to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;214/3`more to come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/811435/Image(2516).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/713966/Image%282516%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/27113/Image(2515).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/392066/Image%282515%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love fruits!&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats COFFEE(BEAN).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/446390/Image(2502).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/860320/Image%282502%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/510123/Image(2508).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/722874/Image%282508%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the night the rain went pouring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/201479/Image(2487).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/297115/Image%282487%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/679516/Image(2514).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/631856/Image%282514%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/298447/Image(2503).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/505904/Image%282503%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cutesy cardo(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/817280/Image(2507).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/259838/Image%282507%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the flower balloon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116940873218565246?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116940873218565246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116940873218565246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116940873218565246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116940873218565246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/2143more-to-come.html' title='214/3`more to come'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116940658461778294</id><published>2007-01-22T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T03:09:44.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>214/2`disrupted continuation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;214/2`disrupted continuation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/405588/Image(2476).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/797827/Image%282476%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/930554/Image(2472).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/864505/Image%282472%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/707292/Image(2469).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/936558/Image%282469%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/845764/Image(2470).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/472211/Image%282470%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fave-est number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/298212/Image(2463).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/471829/Image%282463%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/703946/Image(2465).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/425299/Image%282465%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/787854/Image(2467).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/593198/Image%282467%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/807916/Image(2463).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/375625/Image(2464).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/588511/Image%282464%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/97698/Image(2468).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/830895/Image%282468%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;these are &lt;em&gt;wayyy&lt;/em&gt; overdue pics. which i were too lazy to upload then. HA-HA! dating back from 31dec06. at &lt;strong&gt;The Ship Restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;, and Westmall. and then to 3jan07. at yuki yaki, marina square. and my beloved shipment of my iPod mini, plus my christmas pressie of &lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;!=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116940658461778294?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116940658461778294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116940658461778294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116940658461778294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116940658461778294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/2142disrupted-continuation.html' title='214/2`disrupted continuation.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116940276103509303</id><published>2007-01-22T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T02:34:46.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>216`randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;216`randoms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;sometimes, some things, just dont.. change.&lt;br /&gt;like i rmb how we used to be. those times. those memories. memories of us. once been. every little thing. the songs, the places, the times, the actions, the words, the eyestares, the gestures, the feelings, the moments. you wont see any traces of these on my face nor in my eyes. but sometimes, when i act like i dont bother. maybe its only because i care too much.&lt;br /&gt;like when im on the train, at the coffee houses, at the movies, at some shopping mall, at the waters, at my songs. maybe you never really did leave. and i &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; think you do sneak attacks damn more frequent than others, or should i say &lt;em&gt;you're the only one who gets to me like you do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-and i must get the &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;LEVIS/ADIDAS&lt;/span&gt; jacket like soon(!!) i must get my hands on it! and i ought to get a pouch or whatever for my &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;iPod mini&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-pray for the &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt; tmr. then maybe i will be good and go flip my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;UCCD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; text. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-i just saw valerie's blog. and i saw her site of 'goods to be sold'. funny, i was just talking about this topic like &lt;strike&gt;just now&lt;/strike&gt;. and i saw some &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"&gt;pretty nice bags&lt;/span&gt; which i sooo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! oh man, valerie pls reserve those for me. &lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;. (did i tell you im a sucker for bags. of all kinds.? HA-HA!)&lt;br /&gt;-i haven had my share of retail therapy yet. not from the holidays till now. so im super itching to go blast shopping:(&lt;br /&gt;-my dear &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N7610&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has been with me through ALL ups and downs; highs and lows; crazied and subdued; wild and quiet; loved and disliked; awake and asleep moments. for 1yr and 9months, and counting. and im still lurving it. theres no way i would bear to part with it. its my best companion for all time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oookay, i officially announce: 'its this cursed headache making me blabber weird stufx.' i feel like im in a trance-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116940276103509303?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116940276103509303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116940276103509303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116940276103509303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116940276103509303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/216randoms.html' title='216`randoms'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116939840415443585</id><published>2007-01-21T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T01:09:19.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>215`killer headache</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;215`&lt;under&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;underline&gt;&lt;em&gt;killer headache&lt;/under line&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/underline&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had wanted to blog, i had the substance, the words. but it seems always that when i actually get down on blogging, the words give me the slip. they vanished into &lt;em&gt;nothingness&lt;/em&gt;. just like how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;UCCD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;test is on frigging tues already. i haven studied. shiats pls. nobody to study. wtheck, tmr would most likely be slacking unproductively. and not to say thanks to my sickness. this is grrrreat.&lt;br /&gt;-correction- okay, no. i &lt;strong&gt;WANT&lt;/strong&gt; to slack endlessly. but fact is, i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CANT AFFORD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to. grrrr. like i really would give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored to stiff with my songs. &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt;. urgh, i need some new new new nice nice nice songs. hello, ares programme pls. LMAO! maybe im feeling all &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pissy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because of my relentless headache. sucks to be me in this sense. HA-HA!&lt;br /&gt;and i keep knocking myself like idk when/whr. all i know is my knee is full of bruises. and my elbow is the worst victim as always. hurhur, elbow guard already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, can i have somebody be superbly kind and nice to me. send me songs, help me download songs. whatever shiat. lmao! okay, nvm. just send me the ares thingy. and i wont ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twenty five mins by MLTR. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;somehow or rather. this song keeps replaying in my mind when i walk home late at nights. like those i previously mentioned. zui jing, feng, shan hu hai, blarh. yes, im cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, everyone is earning big bucks(?) by selling their stufx on blogs. like i wanna sellsellsell! tonnes of unused/unwanted/good condition stufx. maybe i should get a site to sell too! hurr. i'd earn lotsa money for more &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shopping&lt;/strong&gt;shopping&lt;strong&gt;shopping!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*end note* i pray for the whole entire house to myself tmr. like pretty pls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116939840415443585?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116939840415443585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116939840415443585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116939840415443585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116939840415443585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/215killer-headache.html' title='215`killer headache'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116932315188326906</id><published>2007-01-21T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:42:48.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>214/1`</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;214/1`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/946460/Image(2420).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/944534/Image%282420%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/484081/Image(2416).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/430563/Image%282416%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/428194/Image(2413).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/905332/Image%282413%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/985225/Image(2401).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/655690/Image%282401%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a song to the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/927949/Image(2400).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/178221/Image%282400%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/464830/Image(2417).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/118673/Image%282417%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/273780/Image(2432).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/41896/Image%282432%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLDEN FAITH- my MR. (GALLEN) LUO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/780702/Image(2456).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/278011/Image%282456%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/278586/Image(2443).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/748923/Image%282443%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/929628/Image(2428).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/863127/Image%282428%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116932315188326906?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116932315188326906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116932315188326906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116932315188326906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116932315188326906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/2141.html' title='214/1`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116932120542130785</id><published>2007-01-21T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T03:26:57.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>214`long overdue pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/196940/Image(2400).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;214`long overdue pictures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/707607/Image(2424).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/945003/Image%282424%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVE for COFFEE&lt;3 href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/920567/Image(2426).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/161575/Image%282426%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/186947/Image(2399).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/169491/Image%282399%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/166856/Image(2373).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/6170/Image%282373%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/924684/Image(2379).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/13822/Image%282379%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/727991/Image(2386).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/843043/Image%282386%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/96648/Image(2387).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/433998/Image%282387%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/13651/Image(2390).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/95238/Image%282390%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was raining heavily. can you see the glistened parapet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116932120542130785?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116932120542130785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116932120542130785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116932120542130785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116932120542130785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/214long-overdue-pictures.html' title='214`long overdue pictures'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116922873217598349</id><published>2007-01-20T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T01:16:01.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>213`over the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;213`over the week&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for an update.&lt;br /&gt;but im lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;im tired, im shit sick.&lt;br /&gt;im pissed, im down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever, update at a later time.&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, real update now. (the above was an overdue draft)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ECM ppt, oh wells. whatever la, whats over isnt worth saying anything. and i digress. caught &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;DEATHNOTE 2: THE LAST NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with desmond over at Westmall. hurhur. what else can i say except the fact that L is darned &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt;! cute without even trying at all. awwwww, L.. and thanks des.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thurs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. was a &lt;em&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/em&gt; waste of time going to school seriously. i went specially for GEMS discussion, but in the end all baited out. wtheck. anyway, again. its over. so i'd just clamp up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;fri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. super sick, headache and i dont have the energy to get up. had to rush GEMS project. skipped GEMS. but had to go meet jaren to study. and that girl suggested &lt;em&gt;Hougang&lt;/em&gt;. LMAO! you good huh girl. anyway, really cant take it and went to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hougang Polyclinic&lt;/span&gt; to see a doc and get a MC. it was the &lt;strong&gt;2nd time&lt;/strong&gt; in my life that &lt;em&gt;Yours Truly&lt;/em&gt; ever stepped into a Polyclinic. LOL! okay, i know, im erhh, what? unbelievable? HA-HA! then after that we settled at Mac to study. like i was studying anyway. didnt get anything into my head because of that unrelenting headache. like shucks that i have &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;chronic headache&lt;/span&gt; pls. anyway, there we saw a 'film' rolling. (which made us think 'what on earth happened to the kids nowadays? they ought to get a life, and quit being so childish.') partner, you'd know what im talking about right. so, wound up and had dinner at near 8pm. super nice dinner really. herbal chicken soup/steamboat. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heavenly&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;man! plus izzit &lt;strong&gt;XO&lt;/strong&gt;? hurrr, darned nice. (but on the MRT ride home then i thought, hell im sick and aint i supposed not to touch alcohol? and thats like XO?!!) but heck anyway, i wont give that a miss. like i even bothered about being sick anyway. i hide my sickness well away from the eyes of ppl. cause i have all my masks. okay dont mind that crap.&lt;br /&gt;and great thankies to my partner! and your bf. for walking me to the mrt station, and you for waiting for me at the polyclinic and at SP. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;sat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. which is today, or maybe not. my &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;headache&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; still isnt leaving me alone. and again i cant get out of bed. so i half slept half read my novel until like &lt;em&gt;3++pm&lt;/em&gt;. and my mum nagged at me repeatedly to get up. even till now, literally, im still like &lt;strong&gt;half-drugged&lt;/strong&gt;. wthell, izzit that med the doc gave me? can it be that strong? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to end it, partner lets like go study on monday? pls drag me outta my home and force me to study. hurhur. and lets find all those real cool chillout/studying places. tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116922873217598349?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116922873217598349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116922873217598349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116922873217598349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116922873217598349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/213over-week.html' title='213`over the week'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116884576159715262</id><published>2007-01-15T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T15:22:41.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>212`movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;212`movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;caught &lt;strong&gt;Confession of Pain&lt;/strong&gt; during the last week of my holidays. it starred Tony Leung and Takashi Kaneshirou, Shu Qi. not all that nice. i thought it was like, it didnt require much acting on the part of Tony. which was such as waste. i watched it because of him! lol. anyway, but i think its rare that we see him act as a baddie. you see, even in &lt;strong&gt;Infernal Affairs&lt;/strong&gt;, he was an undercover cop. so its not exactly bad. in here, hmm, he is bad. but well, its cause he wanted to exact revenge on those who killed his whole family. and he died in the end. awwww... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;One Last Dance&lt;/strong&gt; last friday. starring Francis Ng, Ti Leung, Vivian Hsu. again, it wasnt quite good. Francis' acting was rather stoned i think. and this show didnt require much acting skills also. haha. the sequence of the whole show was also a bit confusing. i mean, i understand they are doing a flashback kinda thingy. and they want us to do a bit of thinking/deciphering maybe. but in the end the whole effect was that most of us were confused. okay, maybe cause we missed the starting. so we have no idea wthell was TarTar? lols. yea, this show has Singaporean actors, and its fully filmed locally. ooh, the S'porean actors spoke Cantonese as well you know. but still, its dubbed into Chinese. the storyline is quite like duhh also. the killer (Francis) goes on a killing spree just because those ppl killed and raped the woman he liked (Vivian). and it really has quite many vulgarities spilled. but i dont think that was really necessary on the whole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;watched &lt;strong&gt;Mob Sister&lt;/strong&gt; last sat night. it wasnt too bad. hahaha. Simon Yam, Anthony Wong, Alex Fong, Eric Tseng(?), Karen Lin. gang clashings, internal fights. always the case. when they are not fighting against enemies, they are fighting internally. hurr, sad but pathetic truth. LMAO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;what's happened to Hong Kong's movie industry? seems like the quality of its films are dropping in standard. wheres my gangster/mafia/mob/bloody/fightings genres of movies? and i still think that the only ones who can really act are the older batch like Simon Yam, Tony Leung, Anthony Wong, Ekin Cheng, Andy Lau, Jacky Cheung, Nick Cheung, Gallen Luo! all those ppl. no one else has the charisma to command the attention of the entire audience. and give life to the show or the character. seriously, HK movie is dying? hell, no pls. i cant survive with my doses of HK films. HA-HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i haven watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;DEATHNOTE 2: THE LAST NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yet(!!!) shiats, pls. dont close screening yet. not just yet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116884576159715262?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116884576159715262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116884576159715262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116884576159715262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116884576159715262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/212movies.html' title='212`movies'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116862255613213302</id><published>2007-01-13T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T14:48:54.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>211`overdue draft.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;211`overdue draft.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i cried my eyes dry. i stopped hurting. i cant feel pain. i dont feel sadness. but.. do not stand at my grave and cry, i did not die.&lt;br /&gt;when all is said and done; when it melts to nothingness, what remains.&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i like walking in the rain is because there would not be any difference between the droplets of rain and my drops of tears. and its not only my tears streaking down my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;serves me right for being Sick for idk how long. cause thats what i get for walking in the rain for near an hour late at night, soaking myself wet. -&lt;em&gt;a more than bad flu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;maybe i have to go see the doc later on to get an MC to cover my 'leave' today. hurhur, last wed i absented myself without the doc's MC cause of the flu and fever as well. and needless to say, my attendance doesnt look all that glamourous either. &lt;strong&gt;i LMAO!&lt;/strong&gt; but being me, i hate going to the docs. dislike swallowing med. and wasting my money. hurhur. in return for an MC. shiats. okay, we'll see how later on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i still have to do my &lt;em&gt;ECM ppt&lt;/em&gt; and compile everything. and maybe read my book=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i dont have a decent lunch and/or dinner for ydae and today. like wtheck. somebody &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stock up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my house pretty pls. wheres my &lt;strong&gt;APPLES? TOMATOES?&lt;/strong&gt; so now im surviving my lunch on sausages (which are darned &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i tell you. i can die of what, &lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;over-saltiness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike through&gt; or something?) and cereal. hungry, and the weathers so super HOT! urgh, i dislike the sun. hail &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pls. and i mean the weather element raindrops. muahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116862255613213302?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116862255613213302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116862255613213302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116862255613213302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116862255613213302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/211overdue-draft.html' title='211`overdue draft.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116842692293102942</id><published>2007-01-10T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T00:48:54.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>210`of the words i couldnt say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;210`of the words i couldnt say&lt;/UNDER line&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;barely scrapping by. the sky was a brilliant orange. and an azure blue. then it became overcast with grey clouds hovering gingerly above. what weathers i love most? &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;overcast skies, windy breezes, rustlings of leaves, dewy mornings, rainy grounds, soft drizzles, crispness of the rain&lt;/span&gt;; i love &lt;under&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/UNDER line&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about the rain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;of all the phrases and words in the world. i loved &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; the most.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;gallen luo. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;golden faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; whoever finds the ost of golden faith. i love you to death really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;was it because im not feeling too well, thats why my resistance dropped, and you crept into my dreams? the distant memories lingering hidden at a nearby distance always. &lt;em&gt;you remind me of a song i used to love.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess the sickness got to my head, thats why now im talking incoherently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.54pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116842692293102942?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116842692293102942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116842692293102942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116842692293102942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116842692293102942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/210of-words-i-couldnt-say.html' title='210`of the words i couldnt say'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116825082433853616</id><published>2007-01-08T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:07:04.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>209`start of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;209`start of school&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassup. today is the first day of school reopen, term4. hoho, time flies huh? back to school, back to &lt;strike&gt; &lt;strong&gt;drama&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/strike through&gt; (i sure hope NOT), back to work, back to projects. today was passable, and i borrowed more books back! ahaa, have some things to do already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having an iPod is a liability for me la seriously. apart from holding my phone i still have to hold the iPod. maybe im not used to it &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;. we'll see then. haah, anyway im pretty okay without music during journeys actually. cause going to school is a rush, i'll msg someone(s) or whatever; then back home i'll have jasin and sometimes zhong wei they'all for company. so i dont really need the extras. its only during exam periods. when i revise, or i rephrase: IF i actually read up. yar, i can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; without my songs during that period, so i welcome my MP3. hurhur, see how it goes for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you used to look at me like im the only one. i used to look at you like you're the one. we used to be together as one. now we see each other almost as though you're just an individual one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116825082433853616?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116825082433853616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116825082433853616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116825082433853616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116825082433853616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/209start-of-school.html' title='209`start of school'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116785110626345296</id><published>2007-01-04T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T03:05:06.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>208`iPod!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;208`iPod!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, bro ordered my iPod mini and his bag online just only on tues. and wed night we got the stufx already. yeahness!! so tmr will be spent personalizing my beloved iPod=)) charging it now, but im tired already. so leave it to tmr. hehheh. music is love&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class outing wed. hurr, as expected, soo few ppl came. but what else can we expect right. i've prepared for the worst. ahahaha, didnt actually wanna go. but oh wells, lets just say it ended all right still? everyone had laughter, fun, and food. thanks to all those who came for it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;all 3 guys who were pressent were lousy to the core. like i LMAO. they ate sososososo little. omsohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and desmond, thanks so much for your Christmas pressie. 'L' is my rave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chong lee, soo sorry guy. i still haven gone through your speech. teehee` now time. lols, tmr okay? ahahahah. tmr then i send you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrightey- sleeping time soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116785110626345296?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116785110626345296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116785110626345296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116785110626345296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116785110626345296'/><link 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116758898003455993</id><published>2007-01-01T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T03:09:28.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>207`sad songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;207`sad songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first entry of the year. maybe i'll make multiple entries here tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some songs, no matter how many times i've listened to them, they still make me &lt;em&gt;cry&lt;/em&gt;. wanna make a guess? &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; of it are &lt;strong&gt;JAY&lt;/strong&gt;'s songs. not that im sad or anything like that, but they really never fail to shake me up or stir that little something right deep down inside. its the melancholic melody, the super meaningful lyrics, the way he sings the songs, the entire thing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? no, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;must be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and of course not forgetting my MR. (&lt;strong&gt;GALLEN&lt;/strong&gt;) &lt;strong&gt;LUO&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna put up the lyrics but im afraid they would most likely come out as trash in some arabian language. hurr, so forget it. dont insult my jay like this. i LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think perhaps tonight will be another &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sleepless night&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh im so clever, i thought of an idea. i'd post the MVs of those songs up here. thats like the best- you can hear him sing, watch the nice mvs, follow the lyrics, listen to the melody. perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116758898003455993?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116758898003455993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116758898003455993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116758898003455993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116758898003455993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2007/01/207sad-songs.html' title='207`sad songs'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116758063096925867</id><published>2006-12-31T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T02:16:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>206`GOODBYE 2006/HELLO 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;206`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOODBYE 2006/HELLO 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;last day of year 2006. so, this shall be my last entry of the year. &lt;strike&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll be missing you.&lt;/strike through&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;when all good things come to an end. when all is said and done, theres nothing left much to think about. so let us all move on, to a better year, to a hopeful season, to a happier festive, where all good things start from all over again. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2007&lt;/span&gt; shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;so much for those new year resolutions and what nots, i dont believe in that and never did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;bought a belt from Mango and a pair of shades. i saw a cigarette jeans at Mango today. darned freaking nice. and i saw my &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MR. LUO's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Golden Faith&lt;/strong&gt; dvd. a whopping &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;129bucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!;) . oh man, somebody be a santa and give me. i will love you forever. muahahahaah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;soon it &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; be year 2007. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Blessed Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.59pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116758063096925867?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116758063096925867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116758063096925867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116758063096925867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116758063096925867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/206goodbye-2006hello-2007.html' title='206`GOODBYE 2006/HELLO 2007'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116732123541965808</id><published>2006-12-28T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:53:55.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>205`update</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;205`update&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiwan earthquake, underground cables disrupted, internet services affected. so i couldnt get through the blogger net these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, &lt;strong&gt;weird dreams&lt;/strong&gt; have decided they are here to stay. not that i dont welcome them in the sense. haha. and i slept like super late ydae (this morn rather). why? cause of the ecm project. but that wasnt the crux. i was perpetually kept awake by a darned motorbike. and come on, who on earth would create such a din in an ungodly hour right? 4+AM, i really wanted to strangle that guy man. and prob was he didnt only make his rounds once, but i forgot how many. totally shitass i can say. and then i woke up at like 8am. only to realise after one plus hour that our meeting was cancelled. hoho, i slept late and woke up early &lt;em&gt;for nothing&lt;/em&gt; so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;had actually thought of going out still, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;laziness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; won the battle. cause it was raining, and i couldnt go to the places i had in mind. so why not stay home and slack?&lt;br /&gt;bro didnt have to work today. hehheh, so we watched vcds together for a while. then he rented &lt;em&gt;The Host&lt;/em&gt;, a korean movie. which sucked in my two cents worth. as in the male lead or the whole family in the show was like SUPER DUBER ULTRA &lt;strong&gt;DUMB&lt;/strong&gt;. i was frigging pissed cause i totally cant stand the dumbness seriously. lol, but i haven finished watching the whole show. so yup, gonna watch the end part later. so that makes my update complete, see ya=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOLDEN FAITH-- &lt;strong&gt;gallen luo&lt;/strong&gt;. i heart him like manymanymany!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116732123541965808?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116732123541965808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116732123541965808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116732123541965808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116732123541965808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/205update.html' title='205`update'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116715087465579005</id><published>2006-12-26T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T00:34:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>204`so why dont we go to somewhere only we know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;204`so why dont we go to somewhere only we know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;the previous few entries were quite angsty cause im pretty frustrated luh. but now? idk, like the calm before the storm or something. cool-headed, but a tad too cool now perhaps. like theres an ice block in my grey matter making me not feel anything at all. its really as though i haven 0anger, 0happiness, 0chirpiness, 0sadness; totally 0 feelings whatsoever. not even a micro nano milli degree? and im like superbly expression(less) right now. nobody can be more straight-faced than me i assure you. plus i dont have the wish to open my mouth im even lazy to open my mouth to eat seriously, nor chat up with ppl at msn or msg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;been raining the whole day; been slacking ard the whole day; been walking abt like a living corpse the whole day. hurhur, guess i could really be those &lt;em&gt;taitais-&lt;/em&gt; just stay at home shake leg do nothing. i LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-cookcookcook. i cooked dinner again tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-chocschocschocs. dad got more ferrero rocher(s). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-i disappeared myself from msn for i dont know how long already. my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;partner in crime&lt;/em&gt; too&lt;/strong&gt;. hurhur, where you partner?!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-had another weird dream this morning, but i forgot it like again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-i'd would gonna have to start a battle against ants. rawrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GALLEN LUO JIA LIANG&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; awww... my rave forever and &lt;em&gt;everrrrr&lt;/em&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116715087465579005?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116715087465579005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116715087465579005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116715087465579005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116715087465579005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/204so-why-dont-we-go-to-somewhere-only.html' title='204`so why dont we go to somewhere only we know.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116703612604143901</id><published>2006-12-25T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:18:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>203`when all is said and done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;203`when all is said and done.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;*add-ons*&lt;/span&gt; and im effing pissed now. cause i cant take my pick between the darned iPod 5th gen 6gb or latest Nano 8gb. fcuk, theres like a huge diff in pricings? plus features not to mention. urgh! wheres my sugar daddee/santa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and im not in a mood to shop, cause i dont freaking have the money. this is real pathetic shiat. what a mess im in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.12am; 26dec.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i forgot what i had wanted to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;weird dreams&lt;/strong&gt; consecutively two nights. cant be told though. HA-HA! cant exactly rmb anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's cooking is the best. yeahness~ last night's dinner and today's lunch. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super delicious:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; i will get the iPod 5th gen 6gb instead. nano? i dont know the actual name. but yarr thats that. costs only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;209bucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. cant put photos, blackandwhite screen display but who gives a damn really. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;maybe, just &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had lots of money, i would go &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;IKEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and buybuybuy. and lotsa other stufxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont have the darned moolas, nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blurddy&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are infiltrating my erhh, door? like wtheck. shit them. and the worst is i dont even know where the hell they all came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish i dont have to go out. &lt;strong&gt;lazybones&lt;/strong&gt;, muahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and all the more i dont wanna do &lt;em&gt;Prrrojects&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i planned where and what to put in my room already. have to wait till when i get my hands on those IKEA thingies that is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i will start my scrapbook thingy, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will start writing physically in my diary. maybe. (but prob is i cant bear to use my pretty diaries, and i dont have those normal ones. i LMAO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;library books are due like &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;(!) so i have to go out. utter bored. but well, maybe i'll go like orchard to find my cds and vcds. or suntec. maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;random thought&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;whats worst: living in a house with strangers; or living in a house of family members who feel like strangers? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'too close'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;like i said, im effing bored. maybe, but i have no wish to speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;4.38pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116703612604143901?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116703612604143901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116703612604143901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116703612604143901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116703612604143901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/203when-all-is-said-and-done.html' title='203`when all is said and done.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116689631703413983</id><published>2006-12-24T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:08:15.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>202`whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;202`whatever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhoho, didnt pack ydae. packed today instead. packing tmr as well! LOL. packpackpack; clearclearclear; chuckchuckchuck. hehheh, but no money to buybuybuy ah. bummer, real sadded can. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;will somebody frigging just GIVE me an iPod. im seriously effing broke la. and yes, i know. im one stubborn cow. pride or not, stubborn or so, spendthrift or well. when i want something, i want the best of it. even though its spells EXPENSIVE. i want the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;iPod Nano Black 8gb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and i &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; want that. hard to change my mind when it sets itself on thinking of that only and only one. but its no good news that its like 428bucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;plus not to mention that i have so many things i wanna buy. that &lt;strong&gt;ADIDAS jacket&amp;amp; watch&lt;/strong&gt;, NUM duffel bag?, shoes, and tonnes of other stufx. damn shiats pls. urgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so okay i digress. since holidays started, i haven stepped out of the house yet. erhh, i guess so? yarr right. now you see my point when i said i could definitely be some &lt;em&gt;recluse&lt;/em&gt;? HA-HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*add-ons*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it finally rained again, like now(!) yeahness, keep it going pretty pls mr santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1.48am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116689631703413983?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116689631703413983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116689631703413983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116689631703413983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116689631703413983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/202whatever.html' title='202`whatever'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116680843349700924</id><published>2006-12-23T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T01:27:13.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>201`horoscope for 23Dec06</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;201`horoscope for 23Dec06&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a small change in your eating habits will yield some surprising results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A very small change in your diet or eating habits could yield some surprisingly dramatic results -- in your energy level, in the way your clothes fit you, or even in your wallet! Restrictions can be pretty difficult until you get used to them, so compensate for limitations by indulging in over-the-top antics in other areas of your life. Restore a comfortable balance by being more outgoing, starting more conversations and flirting up a storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;like WTHECK?!! right, as if i will go out. or i will change my eating habits. or talk more. or worst still, flirt!?? i lmao-ed already. HURHUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116680843349700924?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116680843349700924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116680843349700924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116680843349700924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116680843349700924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/201horoscope-for-23dec06.html' title='201`horoscope for 23Dec06'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116672016720571808</id><published>2006-12-22T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:56:07.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200`you're the one that i cant let you go</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;200`you're the one that i cant let you go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho, the big two-oh-oh. after near 1yr of blogging. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just a quick update on stufx. cleared my cupboard today. the cds/vcds. hoho and i realized i have like quite a few &lt;em&gt;technos&lt;/em&gt; in my collection. but im so gonna chuck those away. yup erhh, who wants can ask from me luhh. HA-HA! and tmr will be another mini packing day as well. cause im not going out.&lt;br /&gt;random: &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i LOVE &lt;em&gt;POLAROIDS&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;SNAPSHOTS&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;THONG WEI JIE&lt;/strong&gt; is back!!!! muahahaha, like pretty finally that big-time idiot. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;12.51am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116672016720571808?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116672016720571808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116672016720571808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116672016720571808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116672016720571808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/200youre-one-that-i-cant-let-you-go.html' title='200`you&apos;re the one that i cant let you go'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116663456640078064</id><published>2006-12-21T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T00:28:19.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>199`peekchures.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;199`peekchures.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/699618/fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/293934/fountain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fountain of wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/320151/Image(2351).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/940245/Image%282351%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/399058/Image(2347).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/648769/Image%282347%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/269417/Image(2274).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/674938/Image%282274%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/434922/Image(2367).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/556266/Image%282367%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/823106/Image(2350).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/500652/Image%282350%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/964381/Image(2371).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/692605/Image%282371%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/214207/Image(2370).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/783537/Image%282370%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/952801/Image(2353).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/673591/Image%282353%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116663456640078064?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116663456640078064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116663456640078064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116663456640078064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116663456640078064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/199peekchures.html' title='199`peekchures.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116655344740241830</id><published>2006-12-20T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T02:44:58.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>198`for martin pang qi jie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;198`for martin pang qi jie.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger is giving me problems at evening, and since just now. bugger that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched a whole day of vcds with the brother. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with erika sawajiri and yamada takayuki. the former was the actress of my loved jap serial &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;'1 littirou no namida'&lt;/span&gt;; and the latter erhh, looks damn like martin. scary as hell. throughout the whole show i was like thinking its just straight him in the show can. wtheck luhh HA-HA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;martin pang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, be honoured ah?!! real alike la. the built the &lt;strong&gt;HAIR&lt;/strong&gt; the dressing style blarh. plus he rides a &lt;em&gt;bike&lt;/em&gt; as well. like i LMAO. okay anyway this entry is sort of dedicated to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; la. you know who you are:)) and jiayou for your TP luh. you can make it one. i'll be your pillar of belief and confidence and strength and luck.. just rmb my thank you treat only... (and it isnt those kopitiam ones! hurr)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got a past time now. this new show! yeahness. and partner, lets go out. i need to buy my &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;, and their pressies not to mention. and get your blog made-over. LOL;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, i forgot to mention i bumped in weixing (aka &lt;em&gt;Okana)&lt;/em&gt; last thurs. lmao, i always call him that rather than his name. so much so that i nearly forgot what his name is. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.34am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116655344740241830?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116655344740241830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116655344740241830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116655344740241830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116655344740241830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/198for-martin-pang-qi-jie.html' title='198`for martin pang qi jie.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116646194164088887</id><published>2006-12-19T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:29:53.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>197`iPod + songs= Happy Me!:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;197`iPod + songs= Happy Me!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;right about till now. im still pretty much raving about that song: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Who Will I Run TO?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by Kiley Dean. dig it! truly nice. and ive been putting it on the repeat mode for god knows how long on my &lt;em&gt;iTunes&lt;/em&gt;. HA-HA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and yes, i've decided its high time to get an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. hoho, when i lay my hands on my beloved NANO, ill be officially elated- music companion for all time (Yeahness~). and erhh, not to mention, effing broke. &lt;strong&gt;i LMAO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rainrainrain. super cold- brrrrr. but nonetheless i LOVE rain! hearts it manymanymany. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;started reading 'Hide and Seek' by Ian Rankin ydae, and finished it ydae too. lol, even started on another. hoho, finishing soon! yeah another book on its way. tata~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;still have pics unposted. but thats for laters. now what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kiley Dean- Who will i run to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you are the one who i could tell my deepest fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and you are the one who always wipe away my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and when you hurt me you are my prince so straight from my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;like a fool i never saw you falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;so now i've lost everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;cause now you say you're gone forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;so who will i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i run to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;now that you left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will dry my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;when i cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i run to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and who will i turn to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;now that you're not here in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;you are the one i took for granted all those years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ohh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and you were the one who should have done all so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;how could i be so glad not to see whats before my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i'll get you back here with me if it takes the rest of my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;cause i will do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;cause i want you back forever more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i run to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;oh yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;now that you left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will dry my tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;when i cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i run to yea~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and who will i turn to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;now, you're not here.. in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i would gladly turn the thoughts of the losing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;if i could know that i would have you here with me ohh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i realise that i was blind but now i finally see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i need you back here in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;oh baby cant it be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i run to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;now that you left me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will dry my tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;when i cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i run to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will i turn to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;now that you're not here in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will be there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who's gonna rescue me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who's gonna share my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who's gonna mend this broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;my heart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;right, see what i mean when i say i totally dig songs so meaningful? enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116646194164088887?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116646194164088887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116646194164088887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116646194164088887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116646194164088887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/197ipod-songs-happy-me_19.html' title='197`iPod + songs= Happy Me!:)'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116635433275071466</id><published>2006-12-17T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:37:56.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>196/4`</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;196/4`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;pls make it some weekly routine, i swear i can be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/519264/Image(2342).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/930291/Image%282342%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/198798/Image(2338).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/976972/Image%282338%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all thats left is the the silence left after the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/583252/Image(2324).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/968783/Image%282324%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/936008/Image(2335).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/554859/Image%282335%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its all dark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/870655/Image(2332).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/24864/Image%282332%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/405883/Image%282329%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/124158/Image(2333).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/594666/Image%282333%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/516426/Image(2320).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/480967/Image%282320%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;and the waters run down the steps, reminding me of the sound i used to hear&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/63022/Image(2318).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/306198/Image%282318%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/763575/Image(2322).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/768370/Image%282322%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116635433275071466?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116635433275071466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116635433275071466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116635433275071466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116635433275071466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/1964.html' title='196/4`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116634992679828912</id><published>2006-12-17T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T18:09:51.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>196/3`</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;196/3`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/219147/Image(2314).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/374774/Image(2312).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/202059/Image%282312%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fountain of Wealth, Suntec City&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/821869/Image%282314%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/295832/Image(2309).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/965826/Image%282309%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can this be my &lt;strong&gt;Shan Hu Hai&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/33276/Image(2308).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/849283/Image%282308%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/759922/Image%282311%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Choc-alerts addiction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/172905/Image(2307).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/167190/Image%282307%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/287848/Image(2302).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/432683/Image%282302%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hello, my cutesy heart brooch&lt;3 align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/253439/Image(2310).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/819599/Image%282310%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116634992679828912?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116634992679828912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116634992679828912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116634992679828912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116634992679828912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/1963.html' title='196/3`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116634755126388266</id><published>2006-12-17T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T17:25:51.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;196/2`&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/569340/Image(2291).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/951448/Image%282291%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chupa chups!:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/993296/Image(2290).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/5768/Image%282290%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are you GAME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/229945/Image(2300).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/311919/Image%282300%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/62969/Image(2275).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/824686/Image%282275%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/926145/Image(2276).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/213844/Image%282276%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finale~ aint it sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116634755126388266?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116634755126388266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116634755126388266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116634755126388266'/><link rel='self' 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style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/572353/Image%282267%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TCC- 8dec06 @ PS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/361705/Image(2266).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/575791/Image%282266%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/749409/Image(2264).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/247851/Image%282264%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/458587/Image(2265).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/536078/Image%282265%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/739244/Image(2272).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/402543/Image%282272%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/59584/Image(2280).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/408143/Image%282280%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/999527/Image(2288).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/309522/Image%282288%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IKEA, house of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/748636/Image(2262).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/467835/Image%282262%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my prettypretty diary from PaperPeople. it RAWKS~... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/611126/Image(2260).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/277483/Image%282260%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/552045/Image(2263).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/804836/Image%282263%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my beloved skull pencil case:) &amp; it &lt;em&gt;ROLLS&lt;/em&gt;~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116634585480513429?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116634585480513429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116634585480513429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116634585480513429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116634585480513429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/196pics-galore.html' title='196`pics galore!!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116629029078400970</id><published>2006-12-16T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:36:54.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>195`quizzes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;195`quizzes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;alrights, intervention to my pics. ahaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dedede;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#f4f4f4;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At first glance, people see you as driven and ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is reserved and logical.&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem selfish and moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#c0e3f3;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Should Be An Aquarius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ddf0f9;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/aquarius.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's good about you: philosophical and idealistic, you are a great thinker&lt;br /&gt;What's bad about you: you require a lot of space - it's hard to get close to you&lt;br /&gt;In love: you're quirky and playful, but you hate to be smothered&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you're: likely to have many acquaintances and very few good friends&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal job: pilot, snow boarder, or science fiction writer&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of fashion: unconventional, unique outfits that turn heads&lt;br /&gt;You like to pig out on: anything with garlic or unique spices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Sign Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Are 51% Impulsive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouimpulsivequiz/impulsive-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're quite impulsive, but you never are reckless.You qualify as a very spontaneous person, but you still know how to honor your commitments.And while responsibility doesn't come easy to you, having fun does!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; You Impulsive?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Java Chip Frappuccino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorfrappuccinoareyouquiz/java-chip.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're a caffeine addict and pretty high maintenance about your coffee. There's a good chance that everyone at your Starbucks knows your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Flavor Frappuccino Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your 2006 Summer Anthem Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyour2006summeranthemquiz/unwritten.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unwritten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; by Natasha Bedingfield&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No one else, no one elseCan speak the words on your lipsDrench yourself in words unspokenLive your life with arms wide openToday is where your book begins"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyour2006summeranthemquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's" Your 2006 Summer Anthem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Are Rocky Road Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/rocky-road.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Unpredictable and wild, you know how to have fun.You're also a trendsetter who takes risks with new things.You know about the latest and greatest - and may have invented it!&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with vanilla ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your Eyes Should Be Violet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/violet.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your eyes reflect: Mystery and allure&lt;br /&gt;What's hidden behind your eyes: A quiet passion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Color Should Your Eyes Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Should Rule Venus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatplanetshouldyourulequiz/venus.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Venus is a mysterious, stormy planet - shrouded in a thick layer of clouds.&lt;br /&gt;You are perfect to rule Venus, because you are quite emotional and volatile yourself.Your emotions change as rapidly as the weather on Venus, and both you and the planet are incomprehensible to others.&lt;br /&gt;While you are not a logical thinker, you are quite empathetic.You can care for and understand others, but your emotions swirl too quickly to truly understand yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Planet Should You Rule?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Have A Type B+ Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're a pro at going with the flowYou love to kick back and take in everything life has to offerA total joy to be around, people crave your stability.&lt;br /&gt;While you're totally laid back, you can have bouts of hyperactivity.Get into a project you love, and you won't stop until it's doneYou're passionate - just selective about your passions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; You Have a Type A Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Are 4: The Individualist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are sensitive and intuitive, with others and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You are creative and dreamy... plus dramatic and unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;You're emotionally honest, real, and easily hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Totally expressive, others always know exactly how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Number Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your Candy Heart Says "Get Real"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/get-real.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You're a bit of a cynic when it comes to love.You don't lose your head, and hardly anyone penetrates your heart.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine's Day date: is all about the person you're seeing (with no mentions of v-day!)&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: honest and even slightly sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: romantic expectations and "greeting card" holidays&lt;br /&gt;Why you're hot: you don't just play hard to get - you are hard to get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Does Your Candy Heart Say?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;People Envy Your Inner Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/inner-peace.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You understand your place in the world and accept life as it is. For you, "it's all good."People envy how grounded and level headed you are. But you're too at peace to even notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You May Be a Bit Borderline...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/courtney-love.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your mood swings make a roller coaster look tame!When you're up, you're a little bit crazy...And when you're down, your whole world is crashingScary thing is, these moods can change by the minute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cheese Pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpizzapersonalityquiz/cheese-pizza.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Traditional and comforting.You focus on living a quality life.You're not easily impressed with novelty.Yet, you easily impress others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpizzapersonalityquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's" Your Pizza Personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofintelligencedoyouhavequiz/linguistic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Kind of Intelligence Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You Are a Blue Flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/blue-flower.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A blue flower tends to represent peace, openness, and balance.At times, you are very delicate like a cornflower.And at other times, you are wise like an iris.And more than you wish, you're a little cold, like a blue hydrangea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; Color Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Your Personality Cluster is Introverted Thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalityclusterquiz/3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You are:&lt;br /&gt;Objective, honest, and credibleIntellectually curious, with many diverse interestsMore inclined toward ideas than peopleFiercely independent and unapologetically unconventional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalityclusterquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What's" Your Personality Cluster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;most of the results are like darned true can. freak. lmao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116629029078400970?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116629029078400970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116629029078400970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116629029078400970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116629029078400970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/195quizzes.html' title='195`quizzes!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116626242513807356</id><published>2006-12-16T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T18:19:53.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>194`you remind me of a song i love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;194`you remind me of a song i love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;gonna be picture heavy, my next few entries. thus im writing some prologue now. went to school for GEMS ydae. yeah, first week when we're back we have a fieldtrip again. to some museum. haha fun! dined with desmond at fc4. nice lunch! lmao. then i went to touch up on the FM ca2 and meet jaren. finally, all projects for this term over and done with. PHEW!! &lt;strong&gt;thanks my groupies:))&lt;/strong&gt; ate in fc6 before we decided to go out and chill. ahahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cityhall&lt;/span&gt;. surfer girl i saw the ripcurl bag, but not the colour. but for some reason or another, my interest isnt so much on it now? lets just see how then. cant think of what to get for those dec&amp;jan birthday babies in our class. erhh then whr huh? oh we bought toblerone on the way to suntec. dined at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Delifrance Bistro&lt;/span&gt;. whoohoo, i ate like super a lot ydae can. LOL. i ordered egg d'lite set, then she decided to eat. so we shared the pizza. which sucks btw. not to mention &lt;em&gt;horrible service&lt;/em&gt;. down max. hahaha. then my partner's bf came to join us for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;proceeded to the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fountain of Wealth&lt;/span&gt;. but the ambience was so wrong la. cause they played those what pop/rock songs instead of love songs. &lt;em&gt;bummer&lt;/em&gt; really. and so the 2partners took pics of there. hmm, lets count how many love songs the deejay broadcasted huh. pathetically 2 ONLY. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;everyday i loved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by boyzone and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by mariah carey. others are &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;more than words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by i forgot who, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by britney spears, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by james blunt, blarh.. (and i almost forgot how nice everyday i loved you sounds. and of course hero too.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;saw the dedications. one was addressed to salvatore. carrying the msg: &lt;strong&gt;TU AMOR. BACI.&lt;/strong&gt; awwww, tu amor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i stared out at the water and into the far, my mind conjuring images of us. i rmb how its all been, just that my feelings for you are not quite the same anymore. sometimes when things are gone, they are gone &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt;. maybe you have realized that, just maybe. how i wish they played more love songs, that would very much have suited the surroundings. plus my mood for love songs. guess they didnt want to satisfy my wants. &lt;em&gt;the memories are becoming hazy, blurry&lt;/em&gt;. will i forget them all? maybe.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;you're just a part of me i cant let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i cant feel you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; they all say time heals, time will make us get used to things. things we dont initially want to accept/acknowledge. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after all that we've been through. after all thats been said and done.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you remind me of a song i love; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;cause you're the one that i'll need for all time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back at home, jaren sent me the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chemicals react&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; song. Thanks partner! and i sent her &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;who&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;will i run to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. really nice song la that one. had wanted to upload the pics. but for some reason didnt. but i finished my book like finally. yeah next book up! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ian rankin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; time. but sadness, i cant find whr my bro kept the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Golden Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dvds. shucks can. i want the dvds! wait till i go buy the dvds. then hooray! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LUO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i realised im prone to guys with the letter '&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;' in their name? like i LMAO really. that whowhowhowho and whowhowho and whowho and who. HAA, crap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gonna upload my pics. hai, darned. cant download songs anymore. my bro wiped out the ares thingy. lol, so pls guys. help me download k? thanks many many!=]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p/s: save for the thurs/fri sleep, i keep having weird dreams the whole of this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;p/s2: i miss that mr. thong wei jie. heck fly back from brunei you smartass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.48pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116626242513807356?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116626242513807356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116626242513807356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116626242513807356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116626242513807356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/194you-remind-me-of-song-i-love.html' title='194`you remind me of a song i love'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116611833035336443</id><published>2006-12-15T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T16:37:08.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>193`who will i run to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;193`who will i run to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;who will dry my tears when i cry. who will i, who will i run to? who will i turn to, now that you're not here in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;comtemplated deleting the previous entry cause i thought i didnt need the reminder of that smartass' actions. but then again, no point. cause i think you guys would already have read it rights? so just leave it as it is luh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh man, because of blurddy freaking projects i've been getting avg less than 4hrs of sleep each night. or sometimes non at all. wthell, deprived of sleep can. but i really shouldnt complain, cause everyone is going through the same phase as me. im not alone right? HA-HA! some pathetic attempt at comforting myself only. LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tues- UCCD is finally officially down. &lt;strong&gt;YEAHNESS!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;byebye&lt;/em&gt; wenda leong. hurhur thank god. LOL. oh, ya. this is/was the day i met him. &lt;em&gt;(read previous entry)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wed- bad hair day equals wear hat day. lol. thanks to those who said its nice. haha! though i felt quite self conscious luh, like all the ppl looking at me. but okay who cares. i can carry off the look. ahaa!=) dont gag, dont. LMAO. itp seminar was a total waste of time can. listen to anthony and that lucas ng crap only. like make us wait till 3pm. anyway in the comp lab, sal and bernice were like gossiping? bout this guy. cause his left arm had these 6 marks. indents that i thought looked like ciggie burnts but no. cause cig burn marks arent like this. so they said its needles. but hello? such a big one and Six at that? no way la. and i somehow suspect the guy and his friends thought we were interested in him by the way sal and bernice were acting. okay just stab me already. they said he looks scary. cause he has a tattoo and those scars plus he was wearing a gold chain. HA-HA! creative ah. i lmao. okay whatever, i &lt;em&gt;digress&lt;/em&gt; anyway. super heavy rain when i got home accompanied with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bright bright scary lightnings and super loud thunders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. whoa, really scary can. all the more it is so, when im so darned &lt;em&gt;afraid&lt;/em&gt; of lightnings. hurhur, nevertheless i still LOVE rain like crazy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thurs- hmm, nothing much worth mentioning i guess. but yar &lt;em&gt;randy ng&lt;/em&gt; said the next term he's not gonna take us for lecture cause he's going in for re-service. oh sadded already, no motivation. ahaa! and there were these two girls who sat behind us. all through kept talking sooo loudly, and kept commenting/complaining. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;HELLO? no one frigging pointed a gun at your temple forcing you to come for lecture right? so why the hell are you complaining like shit?! irritating, annoying dumbasses it'd be better if you just shut your mouth, thanks so much.&lt;/span&gt; (okay, im starting to realize i sound like a mean prick. no, sarcastic shark. but ahaa, not that i give a damn anyway?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;woookay, time to chiong my jeffrey archer book already. bye ppl, muacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.40am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116611833035336443?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116611833035336443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116611833035336443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116611833035336443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116611833035336443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/193who-will-i-run-to.html' title='193`who will i run to?'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116593767196054354</id><published>2006-12-12T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:59:13.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>192`you put me in such a vulnerable position</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;192`you put me in such a vulnerable position&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i see you. why did you take my breathe my heart and my soul away. why did you keep me filled to the brim with butterflies &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every single time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i see you. but why did i feel so so so low why did you appear at all. why did you, tell me why did you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cause you're about the only one who could get so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bugger. and i was really damn fearful for you just now. dumbass, did you have to go be pai gia hero and quarrel with those idiots right outside thr and then? and when the security and that shitfaced self-claimed police officer come out why the hell did you not go? bugger bugger bugger bugger. urgh! idiot cow you really are. and i swear, if you were to be caught right there in front of me i can scream. shit you. dumb, bugger. im effing peeved, yes at &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;. outright dumb. whats more its not the &lt;em&gt;first&lt;/em&gt; time.&lt;br /&gt;why the hell did you go create trouble. right when you're well &lt;em&gt;aware&lt;/em&gt; im looking right at you. shit. okay i know you want to prove a point, but thing is i dont need you doing anything im already fallen. hell, dont pull such stances on me. it doesnt impress me! and i most certainly dont need you as my annihiliation you know. oh great you just ruined my mood by so drastically large levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a different side of you today. but the funny thing is, i still love you all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im real tired of all these- having to worry for my boyfriends for those kinda things whatsoever. its really like a vicious cycle that is deeply rooted. i got tired of constantly being on the alert. i aint got so much cells to spend worrying you know. like you're not the only thing i have to keep worrying about anyway. im better off alone like this pls.&lt;br /&gt;ya right, you will have somebody looking after your back. but im more afraid of your front. freak freak freak freak freak freak. can i like slap you awake? DUMB COW. how long before do you render the enemy will be able to take a stab at you on your back &lt;strong&gt;PLUS&lt;/strong&gt; your front?!&lt;br /&gt;damn, i was so over the top when i saw you. but i got over so under the fear when the secu and that cop came out. dumb guy. really dumb. that was like such an unwise inbrilliant move on your part. frigging effing pls wake up your idea, i dont want an image of you being cuffed to be etched in my mind you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and through eternity until doomsday arrives, you'll still be the one that i need for all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116593767196054354?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116593767196054354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116593767196054354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116593767196054354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116593767196054354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/192you-put-me-in-such-vulnerable.html' title='192`you put me in such a vulnerable position'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116584336284321401</id><published>2006-12-11T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:42:32.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>191`untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;191`untitled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun- dined with the parents. had some &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heavenly deliciously superb soup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. HOHO! loves. then shopped with the mum. ahhaha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Neckerman FTW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! lmao. back at home at night, caught &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Star Awards 2006&lt;/span&gt; live with the family. great time laughing dissing cheering sulking scolding and whatnots. i ROFLMAO really:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today- school. anthony's class was great as usual. with lots of laughs. hurhur. discussed bout UCCD ppt tmr. have to wait for them to send me their slides then i can compile later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;*edits*&lt;/span&gt;and i went home, my bro was so cute ah. HA-HA! he was watching like some &lt;em&gt;cheena&lt;/em&gt; serial- tian long ba bu(?) the &lt;em&gt;cheena&lt;/em&gt; version luh. so i was like, 'wtheck, this show is like so damn &lt;em&gt;cheena&lt;/em&gt; la. nice to watch meh?!!' and so he &lt;strong&gt;laughed his ass off&lt;/strong&gt;. then later mum came back and our whole family of 4 ate and watched that same &lt;em&gt;cheena&lt;/em&gt; film together. oh so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea gonna bathe like now(!) run back later. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;loves&gt;&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116584336284321401?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116584336284321401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116584336284321401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116584336284321401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116584336284321401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/191untitled.html' title='191`untitled'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116569110048376040</id><published>2006-12-10T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T03:15:31.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>190`i love randoms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;190`i love randoms!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, yea the title says it all. randoms are muched love from me. teehee`=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside. i know i mentioned this before, but well. no harm done to repeat aye? give me a boyfriend who calls me '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hunnie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'. and i call him '&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hunny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. who is a damned great photographer. and loves randoms as much as me. HEH! loves coffee and chilling comparable to me. okay, reading included. doesnt hurry me and never will, when im getting ready=) thats like a super big plus. Ahahaah! and ohyea, the rain &amp;amp; breezes!! ermm, the rest? psst, secretsecret. wont tell you. i LMAO! but guess most importantly is wont be &lt;em&gt;bored to death&lt;/em&gt; by me luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;3:01am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116569110048376040?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116569110048376040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116569110048376040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116569110048376040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116569110048376040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/190i-love-randoms.html' title='190`i love randoms!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116568702958721527</id><published>2006-12-10T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:07:27.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>189`you're the one that i need for all time</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;189`you're the one that i need for all time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;movie-d with my p/c, her beau and desmond over at PS. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Dejavu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, not quite a bad show. like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Lake House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; somehow with the teleporting and time crossing dimensions thingy. heh. TCC-ed as well. but whoa, the latte mocha was super uber sweet can!?? cannot take it luh. hahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;didnt get to shop ard much, so didnt look for my bag nor the show i wanted. wanted to go &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Esplanade&lt;/span&gt;, but didnt too. haha, just as well anyway. but anyhow, theres still things i remember. of you, of us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i didnt sleep a wink from thurs morn to fri, no sat wee morning. craziness man, hurhur. so i was a good girl and went for TEP lecture at 9AM on fri. hohoho. but sadded la, i missed GEMS. urgh! outing to Changi somemore. damn shit, cause of the UCCD report. my say? &lt;strong&gt;Freak it&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;watched &lt;em&gt;Pirates&lt;/em&gt; just now. super funny la. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! sexy pirate captain. HOHOHO. i really think he's the only guy who can ply on the eyeliner and eyeshadow and get away with it luhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;added yet another border in my left navigations. changed the stufx in thr as well. must look carefully then you will notice. ahahaha, cause the format and others are pretty much the same to start with. but well, thats how i work. HA-HA! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Death Note2 The Last Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! oh man, i so cant wait till that comes out. 28dec.. my &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mr&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! awwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and the chinese film &lt;em&gt;Shang1 Cheng2&lt;/em&gt; is out coincidentally on the same date. heh, 2movies at one go? maybe..=p and yes, &lt;em&gt;The Holidays&lt;/em&gt;. i wanna catch that too! haha, a no. of nice movies now. plus &lt;strong&gt;Jay Chou&lt;/strong&gt; got a movie. with Chow Yun Fatt. hurhur. bet if i'd watch it? maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;darned, the &lt;em&gt;Sony Ericsson W810i&lt;/em&gt; isnt nice! shiats, then how? now the &lt;em&gt;K618i&lt;/em&gt; looks nicer luh. but it doesnt have much functions! so its like i buy a function-less phone for what right? that will be idiocy, lmao. anyway we'll see how. caue the msging functions of it is quite horrible. plus i cant bear my &lt;strong&gt;N7610&lt;/strong&gt; either. it is/has been/will be my love, for all time. heart is manymanymany!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wanna get the &lt;em&gt;Neckerman&lt;/em&gt; sandals! hope tmr they still have it? if it ended ill cry la pls. plus my diary. urgh, why is it so difficult to find a niceeee diary? sure i have my &lt;em&gt;PaperPeople&lt;/em&gt; diaries, but i dont bear to write anything inside. i LMAO! spine-d, pretty diary pls &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;come&lt;/strong&gt; to me&lt;/em&gt;. i'll be good to you, i promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116568702958721527?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116568702958721527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116568702958721527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116568702958721527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116568702958721527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/189youre-one-that-i-need-for-all-time.html' title='189`you&apos;re the one that i need for all time'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116551528207605595</id><published>2006-12-08T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:53:17.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>188`but the planets all align...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;188`but the planets all align...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-no one could ever come as close as you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-its all in black and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-and then i walked away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tmr/later? will be somewhat fun. cause my GEMS is having an excursion (okay, excursion sounds so primary school. i LMAO!) make that fieldtrip. heh heh, Changi. in a coach. ahaha, dont be envious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;during our 2hr break, we went to the library. jas, sal and myself went &lt;em&gt;bookcrazy&lt;/em&gt;. literally. HA-HA! super funny. so now i have like 6books at home awaiting me reading them. Hohohooho, good reads make me &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;=]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Randy Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! awww, so sadded for him. attendance for his lecture just now was pathetic pls. hurhur, so damn sad. and hes funny. he said its super cold in thr. and he tried to search for the air-conditioning control but to no avail, then he should have brought his jacket from his office. ahahahaha. its &lt;em&gt;freaking cold&lt;/em&gt; i tell you! randyngrandyngrandyngrandyngrandyngrandyng. lma0!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yea, Biz Development registration this evening was scary. erh, well not quite la. but still. the number of ppl. hoho, match-making session i dont know how. lmao! think Ben Cho is gonna be our lecturer I/C for BD next year. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;*add-ons*&lt;/span&gt; glad my zippo wasnt working. for some reason. muahahahah sorry cow, too bad luhh. &lt;strong&gt;-smirks-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;laughing session with esther peifen and weicong just now? haha. whatevers man. while waiting for the time for registration, esther shikai and i were at the comp lab. read esther's GEMS (psychology) notes. shikai is &lt;em&gt;Sanguine&lt;/em&gt;; esther's &lt;em&gt;choleric&lt;/em&gt;; im &lt;em&gt;phlegmatic&lt;/em&gt; (confession: i already knew as much it would be that) perhaps, im a mix of melancholic and phlegmatic, just veering more towards the latter luh. and back at home kor saw it and haha- he's &lt;em&gt;melancholic&lt;/em&gt;. haha, so all four temperaments taken up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;anyway, dinner with mummy dearest, was &lt;strong&gt;Super filling&lt;/strong&gt; to the &lt;strong&gt;max&lt;/strong&gt;. omgosh, pastamania give such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Huge&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; serving?! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bumped into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Seah Chong Lee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at the mrt going home. take care dude!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;kor rented dvds- pirates and cars. so, i'd be chiong-ing them like later. so tmr i'd be a nice girl and do my projects. when actually truth is theres nothing left for me to watch already! ahaa, nice plan right right right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh man, give me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tmr like pretty pls(!) shiats, wheres my Ripcurl bag?!! darned, its wayyy overdue luh can. and i forgot what i had in mind for shopping. LOL. ahhh, partner in crime, go shopping tmr leh. hurhur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*someone find &lt;strong&gt;'chemicals react'&lt;/strong&gt; by Alyson, Amanda Michalka for me plsplspls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116551528207605595?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116551528207605595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116551528207605595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116551528207605595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116551528207605595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/188but-planets-all-align.html' title='188`but the planets all align...'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116542140718185980</id><published>2006-12-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:10:07.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>187`my damned-nation</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;187`my damned-nation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to write, thus the hiatus. and seriously, even if i had wanted to write, i cant think of the sentencing, structure and whatnots. like what the heck is wrong with my brain really?!! im effing pissed. and just when my mood is quite high on the scales today it had to be dampened. by myself. all the more i should be frustrated. freak, can i scream? honestly, im so tired i dont have the strength to plow on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116542140718185980?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116542140718185980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116542140718185980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116542140718185980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116542140718185980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/187my-damned-nation.html' title='187`my damned-nation'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116508955038502099</id><published>2006-12-03T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T03:59:11.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>186`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;186`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;class stufx, is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;DRAMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as usual. effing peeved when i heard of that something from my p/c. biatches and whatevers. urgh! i so dont need &lt;em&gt;'hello drama'&lt;/em&gt; to stay you know. bloody sharks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;right now is like what? 3++am. and here i am, with a more than awake mind. damn, and i still haven gotten around to do my UCCD project. freak! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;whats more? haha, that idiot &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thong Wei Jie&lt;/span&gt; left for Brunei like just now. ohhhh no, no idiot to come disturb me to make me laugh even when im peeved. hurhur, mr twj, come back faster can. okay you come back, i promise i meet you bring you your present. MUAAHAHHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;time for doses of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*I walk down memory lane because I love running into you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*i've finally learnt what life is about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hanging on when your hearts had enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and giving more when you feel like giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"Never explain anything; your true friends &lt;em&gt;won't need you to&lt;/em&gt; and your enemies &lt;em&gt;won't believe you&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;*It's funny how certain things trigger memories. Songs, smells, and such. Some make you sad and some make you just close your eyes, and for that one moment, you are captured in the past. It’s moments like those that make life confusing.&lt;br /&gt;*I live in notes and photographs and everything I'm holding back, but you're the words that weren't enough. You remind me of a song I used to love.&lt;br /&gt;*friends care enough to take the risk to tell you loud and clear, the things you really know are true, but you might not want to hear♥&lt;br /&gt;*♥ i told myself i won't miss you, but i remember what it feels like beside you&lt;br /&gt;*Your eyes still give me a reason to breathe,&amp; midnight conversations still mean &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;*Sometimes its easier for me to pretend rather than face my feelings. Sometimes its easier to try make it alone rather than risk getting hurt again. sometimes its easier to be numb towards certain people so I don’t let them get too close. Sometimes im scared. But when I act numb towards you, it doesn’t mean I don’t care. It means I care &lt;em&gt;too much&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;*she strikes a pose but she dies inside nobody knows she's a &lt;em&gt;beautiful suicide.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116508955038502099?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116508955038502099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116508955038502099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116508955038502099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116508955038502099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/12/186.html' title='186`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116498448569235179</id><published>2006-12-01T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:48:07.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>185`you can run; but you cant hide...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;185`you can run; but you cant hide...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;didnt update yet. shopping with sal on thurs. was supposed to dine with our bunch (zhong wei, chong hon, jasin, sal) but haha cancelled anyhow. jas didnt come to school plus she wasnt feeling too well. i on the otherhand didnt have the appetite nor mood to have a hearty dinner. but eventually i still got round to go shop with sal luh. thus i got some stufx too. although i still CANNOT get that damned bag! Urgh peeved luh can. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RAWR&lt;/span&gt;!! well, when i actually get around to purchasing that bag, im officially effing &lt;strong&gt;B.R.O.K.E&lt;/strong&gt;..(!!) shucks man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha, in the end , we didnt get around to talk about my guy. like i LMAO! anyway, not that theres anything to say even. hurhur. anyway, still a little girl talk maybe. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;PaperPeople&lt;/span&gt;! i so love it. the designs are cool. hohohohoo if i had the money. plus the &lt;strong&gt;plush toy&lt;/strong&gt; was like Super Cutesy one can. but darned expensive luh can. whine........ wahahahah! i want the ringlet bookssssssss the spine-d booksssssss. and i bought a plastic pencil case. the pic of a skull. soooo nice! oh yea, i bought a red belt. RED! i so wanna get red pumps. but still canvas shoes rock my socks off forever. and i saw one nice pair of earrings at &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Topshop&lt;/span&gt; la! and the leather wallet i had wanted previously was still thr. but its a darker brown, i wanted the light brown one. but frigging 50bucks, oh man. and i want their clothes obviously, just to boot. and i so want the adidas watch! urgh.. can somebody just give me moneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoneymoney?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, would post up some pics of my 'rewards' at a later date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. watched a whole day of dvds with kor. hehheh:) ultimate way of slacking i say. hmm, if only i didnt have projects on hand and other idiotic stufx. it would be better. then tmr i could still be slacking in the same manner. but i have to wake up early to go help my dad buy his carpark coupon like again. hurhur, darned. but tmr i cant slack la. must get around to do the UCCD. if not im really so shucked. hmm, really thanks jas! love ya man. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, tell me why do i feel this way. like theres an emptiness gnawing at me, eating away my insides. slowly but surely; little by little. and until the day that nothings left. i would be feeling this way every single moment. i guess theres really &lt;em&gt;no way&lt;/em&gt; of keeping the feelings at bay is thr?&lt;br /&gt;why is it so difficult just to be happy? i only want a genuine smile on my face, not a plastered one. and i just want to wall up at home, not giving a care to the world. i dont even wanna talk. but at the end of it all, reality is reality aint it? &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you can run; but you cant hide...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116498448569235179?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116479425835923034</id><published>2006-11-29T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:05:17.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>184`goodbye my lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;184`goodbye my lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just listened to the song by &lt;em&gt;Jolin: Shuo Ai Ni&lt;/em&gt;. and it reminded me of my ex-lover (haha, that sounds weird eh?). all the matter, its cause during that time, i was so infatuated with this song. i thought it sorta described our relationship? such truly complicating stufx. not that its a big deal now, cause he's so ex he's way past z:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt really remember when we started or even when we ended for that matter. perhaps thats better anyway. hurhur. endless msgings and whatnots. plus during my sec3 camp. if i could, i would definitely want to see what are the stufx you planned specially for me. for all of those, i thank you so much. your feelings, all that you did for me; for us. sure, i hurt you deep. but you did the same too. in revenge i would think. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it hurts most when you know you broke your own heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anyhow, im real sorry. sorry i cut our relationship so short. though you dont know the exact reason, but who am i to complain? cause i know i was only &lt;em&gt;almost here&lt;/em&gt; in the past for you. so in return, when i need you you're only almost here as well. but then, &lt;strong&gt;haven't i always loved you&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i've already let you go. and you are happy with your better half now. with all blessings, i wish you enough. and from now, i bid you a final goodbye, &lt;strong&gt;my lover&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116464333284548425</id><published>2006-11-27T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:33:22.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>183`waning</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;183`waning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words really cannot describe how i feel. they arent enough to relate. so its best i dont even attempt. not even quotes help now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idontspeak. justlikeaghosttotheworld.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116464333284548425?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116464333284548425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116464333284548425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116464333284548425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116464333284548425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/183waning.html' title='183`waning'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116456249546214634</id><published>2006-11-26T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:21:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>182`♥quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;182`♥quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Anything you can do i can do better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*I liked the way you were back in the beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*I love you too much to make you stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*I never stopped caring for you, i just stopped letting it show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Mistakes have a time frame, but regrets are &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*A broken heart is listening to that one song that makes you break down over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;*One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that your mouth cannot speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Walking across the thin ice of my dreams, Fearing the cold waters of reality beneath me. Yet onward I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*As soon as &lt;em&gt;forever&lt;/em&gt; is though, i'd be over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;*Life will take your dreams &amp; turn them upside down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;People are gonna talk shit when you ain’t around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Scumbags make promises they don’t intend to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That’s why I have realized &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;talk is so cheap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Big fake smiles &amp;amp; stupid lies, deep inside you're &lt;strong&gt;bleeding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;Sometimes all u can do is smile, move on with the day, hold back ur tears, and just pretend ur okay... sometimes all you can do is break down, stop the day, let your tears fall and let your emotions fly away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*I tear my heart open. I sew myself shut. My weakness is that i care too much. And our scars remind us that the past is real. &lt;em&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*I smile &amp; act like theres nothing wrong. That's called putting shit aside &amp;amp; being strong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*nobody is what they seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*I've realized there are certain people who are not meant to fit into your life no matter how much you want them to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;*Too many of us stay walled because we are too afraid to care too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*They say, what does not kill you only makes you stronger. Well maybe some of us are sick &amp; tired of being so damn strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*I'm only about as strong as the alcohol i drink, the pills i swallow, and the tables i dance on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*Bottled up inside are the words I never said. The feelings that I hide, the lines you never read. You can see it in my eyes, read it on my face, trapped inside are lies of the past I cant replace. With memories that linger wont seem to go away. &lt;em&gt;The hurtings are never over&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Memories are pain that lost their meaning over time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*I'm not insecure; i just don't trust people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*It hurts most when you know you broke your own heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;*she always loved to help other people fix their mistakes, but she never seemed to be able to fix her own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*Dont stand on my grave and cry; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;I did not die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*I only smile in the dark, my only comfort is the night gone black. im only happy when it rains. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;*So many assume;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;So little know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*Do you ever feel alone in a crowded room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;*Just because we don't say certain things, doesn't mean we don't feel them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*What hurts the most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;Was being so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;And having so much to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;And watching you walk away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Love lingers even when you try so hard to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*so sick of love songs; so tired of tears; so done with wishing you’re still here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*You can close your eyes to things you dont want to see, but u cant close your heart to things you dont want to feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*You didn't say anything to hurt me, it's what you didn't say that made me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*Tears are the words my heart uses to explain when my fake smile cant cover up the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*She doesnt need an army to protect her because she never lets anyone get close enough to hurt her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"&gt;*give me some 1000 good reasons why i need a boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*It's the places that you have come to fear the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;*and then i walk away.and i think of thousands of thingsi wish i could've said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;*if i lay here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;if i just lay here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;would you lay with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and just forget the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i don't quite know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;how to say how i feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;those three words are said too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;they're not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**S0METiMES the smallest things in life are the hardest to do. like clicking on his screen name &amp;amp; just saying ‘hey’. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116456249546214634?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116456249546214634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116456249546214634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116456249546214634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116456249546214634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/182quotes.html' title='182`♥quotes'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116443155593319026</id><published>2006-11-25T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:15:20.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>181`christmas wish list</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;181`christmas wish list&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was born to love you. i love everything about you. i wanna love you every single day of my life:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, my partner in crime is not gonna be in town for 4days. hurhur sadded can. LMAO! be back soon la girl. hehheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is nearing? and thou i dont believe in Christmas-es, i still would like to make a christmas list. so if &lt;em&gt;Santa&lt;/em&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;KIND&lt;/strong&gt; enough, pls pls pls pls pls give me all the stufx i want? like prettily please with chocolato and mocha toppings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see:&lt;br /&gt;*MP3 (apple? creative?)&lt;br /&gt;*jacket (adidas filas flmp puma kappa blarh)&lt;br /&gt;*maryjane sort-like shoes&lt;br /&gt;*THAT ripcurl bag&lt;br /&gt;*clothes! (what else? hahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;*the jap show i wanna buy.&lt;br /&gt;*plus many other more of course&lt;br /&gt;*or something more practical- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOOLAs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will Santa pls be a friendly old man and grant me my wishes? HO-HO-HO.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116443155593319026?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116443155593319026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116443155593319026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116443155593319026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116443155593319026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/181christmas-wish-list.html' title='181`christmas wish list'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116438117108141940</id><published>2006-11-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:23:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>180`having so much to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;180`having so much to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i wanted to, but i guess i really wanted &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;... so whats good if words cannot say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;wow, i think if i posted an entry every single time i had thoughts on my mind, this blog would be way filled. thats why i often wonder, how good it would be if theres such a device/gadget to just instantaneously translate whatever thoughts i have into straight words. cool huh? then surely, i would not forget what i had wanted to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;i should reallly go shop. hurhur. besides, shopping alone brings pleasures nothing can tantamount to. i could just spend eons in the bookstore or supermarket or anywhere else i felt like it. and coffeebean/starbucks/cream bistro are pretty much still my &lt;em&gt;raves&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;i want my life to be as simple as can be. i dont wanna lead a complicated life anymore. but somehow i still miss it. quite badly maybe. but who said we cant have contradictions? life itself &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; an irony dont you just have to agree. ah sheesh, im writing nonsense again. okay whatever, im off to watch my show now. and believe me, i swear and i can bet you the money on three words- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116438117108141940?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116438117108141940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116438117108141940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116438117108141940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116438117108141940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/180having-so-much-to-say.html' title='180`having so much to say'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116436560398858865</id><published>2006-11-24T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T19:09:07.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>179`MY PRIDE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;179`MY PRIDE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hmmm, words cant describe it? ah, i dont exactly know what im feeling so yea. perhaps its all just mere randomness.. and i think sometimes i relate better in chinese. as in the usage of words to describe how i feel. these somehow seem clearly in chinese than in english. or izzit my english is deteriorating? LMAO! well heck that anyway. and i i think my comp is crazed? or i didnt do up my blog template/settings whatsoever. cause i cant see the chinese characters on my own blog. but for others i can. wthell right? haha. nonetheless im gonna continue typing chinese in my blog. until i manage to find a pretty pretty diary that ill use to write those private stufx, that so. (anyway right now i aint writing much of those &lt;em&gt;thingies&lt;/em&gt; so you dont know) yup, by then perhaps i wont use chinese to type in my blog already? cause im not sure who are able to see those words anyway. ahahahaha! but fact is, &lt;strong&gt;i dont care&lt;/strong&gt;. hurhur. anyway &lt;em&gt;maybe&lt;/em&gt; you would already have known that some things, arent for your eyes to see? and more so, obviously because i dont wanna let you see. hurhur, what rubbish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so, update at night again. yeah, i can stay up late watching my shows:)) shows are love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MY PRIDE- LOVE and FIGHT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116436560398858865?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116436560398858865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116436560398858865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116436560398858865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116436560398858865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/179my-pride.html' title='179`MY PRIDE.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116429586326774033</id><published>2006-11-23T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:39:06.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>179`sweet gestures make my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;179`sweet gestures make my day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh, lotsa &lt;em&gt;peeeekchures&lt;/em&gt; again. okay that was lame, &lt;strong&gt;LOL&lt;/strong&gt;. anyway, those entries were too crowded for words la. so i just have to type another entry, which i love btw. haha, so its nP.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i went to PS with jaren. but sadded la can, the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ripcurl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; bag i had wanted to buy didnt have stock. and also i forgot which exactly was the one i wanted to get my hands on. haha, cause theres 2 colour combi-s. blue and orange or pink and orange (if memory serves me correctly that is). yea, but anyway good thing was that i changed my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FLMP BLACK VIP CARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! yeahness already. -smug- and im gonna get my FLMP stufx like soon! hohoho. and hmm then we went to meet Kristie from our TEP class. heh, she damn cute la. another blur queen. lmao, but she's worst than me can. ahahahaha opps=p had wanted to go like the flash and splash shop at city hall one. but well didnt. and i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;almost &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;went to ..... well, almost only; so heck that. anyway and i got my books to read. good books kills boredom. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? lmao, i woke up late again. shucks man. i can die la pls. attended PDWM tutorial. anthony is a real joker la. haha. and i was &lt;em&gt;blur&lt;/em&gt; today. lol, he asked me stufx when i walked in and i was like i didnt know he was asking me. wtheck, blur -inward roll eyes- 2hr break was spent in fc6 (like where else right.) and library. i finished my part for TEP already! ahahaha, &lt;strong&gt;great &lt;/strong&gt;right? and during ECM lecture sal was super comical la, as always anyway. shes really one super duber uber big BLUR QUEEN. real deserving of the title. or perhaps this title is an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;understatment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? thing was, she happily took jasin's bottle to drink. while laughing at Randy Ng's joke. and nahh, you just have to be thr. got the three of us laughing like crazy can. omgosh, real funny! haha, and another thang, 3 of us were reading novels throughout his lecture. sitting side by side somemore.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Randy Ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is sooooooo sooooooo sooooooo nice la pls. hahaha. cause dismissal then the next batch of students just barged their way into the lecture threatre. like hell-low, you guys love 4pm lectures or plain kiasu? so we were stuck at the door, squeezed somemore. sheesh! so Randy Ng used the mike and announced: "erhh, students from the next class, can you let &lt;strong&gt;MY STUDENTS&lt;/strong&gt; go out first!?!" how &lt;strong&gt;sweeeet&lt;/strong&gt; right? cool, he's labelled as my fave lecturer already. like right from the start anyway. AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i crave for shopping! damn i didnt get to shop that day. hurhur. pls let me get my stufx. and ill be good and just stay home/ go school with no shopping pangs whatsoever? LMAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116429586326774033?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116429586326774033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116429586326774033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116429586326774033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116429586326774033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/179sweet-gestures-make-my-day.html' title='179`sweet gestures make my day'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116427916910558932</id><published>2006-11-23T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:59:12.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>178.2`more peeeeeektures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/632890/Image%282252%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;178.2`more peeeeeektures!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/886908/Image(2247).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/761230/Image%282247%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/73504/FLMP5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/947258/FLMP5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/193795/Image(2233).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/991051/Image%282233%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/987492/Image(2242).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/680836/Image(2237).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/933222/Image%282237%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/427634/Image(2246).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/55865/Image%282246%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/199674/Image(2241).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/957134/Image%282241%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FLMP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116427916910558932?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116427916910558932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116427916910558932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116427916910558932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116427916910558932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/1782more-peeeeeektures.html' title='178.2`more peeeeeektures!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116427622052213679</id><published>2006-11-23T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:15:23.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>178`i love updates=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;178`i love updates=) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha. time for major peeeekture updating. what to do? cause i so love random-izations=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/503676/Image(2224).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/530797/Image%282224%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/316278/Image(2230).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/698044/Image%282230%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/834708/Image(2231).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/601523/Image%282231%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/175315/Image(2227).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/534619/Image%282227%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/315230/Image(2228).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/915240/Image%282228%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; cutesy choc cookieeeeee=))&lt;br /&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/125425/Image(2232).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/108419/Image%282232%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/845260/Image(2221).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/475148/Image%282221%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Carl's Jr is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNHEALTHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; food can. super salty sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/470093/Image(2222).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/345595/Image%282222%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; its a nice burnt mark on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/1600/714999/Image(2220).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/462574/Image%282220%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cutie serviette dispenser at Carl's Jr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/861/2306/200/178576/Image%282225%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;this, i dont have to say. jaren just dont go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116427622052213679?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116427622052213679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116427622052213679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116427622052213679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116427622052213679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/178i-love-updates.html' title='178`i love updates=)'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116412317623208603</id><published>2006-11-21T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T23:32:56.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>177`whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;177`whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;urgh, dumbass. i'm super peeved. sheesh. okay whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;skipped school on mon. hahahahaha. today i skipped morning lectures. whats new really. but i dont wanna be like this. MIA-ing like nobody's biz. damn, give me some GREAT motivation. wheres my lollis?!? and i think the candyshop at Dover MRT doesnt sell lollis anymore. shucks, thats like real bad la can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and last fri (17nov) i saw Allan Wu (as in the real allan wu, not Joel Tan) lmao! with his baby daughter. quite cute ah. haha. anyway yea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i still rmb the details, of what once was. but you see no trace of it in my face. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116412317623208603?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116412317623208603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116412317623208603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116412317623208603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116412317623208603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/177whatever.html' title='177`whatever'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116395657878012907</id><published>2006-11-20T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T01:16:18.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>176`school blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;176`school blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its back to school tmr already. sheesh, i haven enjoyed yet! grrrrrr. i really need a break la can. &lt;em&gt;haven done any shopping; haven slacked enough; haven watched my dvds/vcds&lt;/em&gt; blarh. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;SOBS&lt;/span&gt;=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i bet i so cannot wake up on time tmr. hurhur. but anyway i always skip lectures. but i'll still make my way down for PDWM lecture la. idk why, but anthony's class i will go. hurhur, perhaps its because he's too crap? LMAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i so wanna get my BAG, and my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;FLMP VIP BLACK CARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! and my stufxxxx. but somebody shower me with money. hehx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bored, tmr school. oh man, give me a better motivation to go school. and jaren i want &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116395657878012907?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116395657878012907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116395657878012907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116395657878012907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116395657878012907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/176school-blues.html' title='176`school blues'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116358276851904256</id><published>2006-11-15T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T17:26:08.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>175`peeeeektures</title><content type='html'>175`peeeeektures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2192).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282192%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2198).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282198%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; those times in the factory where i made all these AMD paper cardboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2197).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282197%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2215).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282215%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cutesy star rubberband=)&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2199).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282199%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2190).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282190%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2171).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282171%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2200).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282200%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is real mini? haha&lt;br /&gt;my paper people book. and im so gonna buy more!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2189).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282189%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/1600/Image(2203).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/861/2306/200/Image%282203%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart. in black.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116358276851904256?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116358276851904256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116358276851904256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116358276851904256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116358276851904256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/175peeeeektures.html' title='175`peeeeektures'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116357839246064275</id><published>2006-11-15T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T16:21:03.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>174`i wanted to but i wanted you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;174`i wanted to but i wanted you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is life; what is love. what is left when love and hate collides. is it an utter annihilation, or a faithful addition. what is left, when life is being emaciated. what becomes of you, when fate makes a fool of you. what would you do, when love passes you by. what can you do, when its all but just a mere mistake. how do you move on, when you're once too close? can you stay, or do you leave. leaving all behind, burying it deep in your heart, when its all that you have, but just have to let go. maybe sometimes you have to realize that there will be some people you just cant live without, but have to let go. which hurts more- to hold on, or to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;soon, i will start writing my diary again.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[to be able to speak and laugh like this with all of you, i've shed at least a gallon tears.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.00pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116357839246064275?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116357839246064275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116357839246064275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116357839246064275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116357839246064275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/174i-wanted-to-but-i-wanted-you.html' title='174`i wanted to but i wanted you'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116357625096080240</id><published>2006-11-15T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:43:17.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>173`</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;173`&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 littoru no namida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dreamt of you that day. but i forgot what i dreamt of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want to write a diary again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want to know the reason for my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want to find out if love really can conquer all things;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i want to know if you feel the same way too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116357625096080240?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116357625096080240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116357625096080240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116357625096080240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116357625096080240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/173.html' title='173`'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22636974.post-116340917019740255</id><published>2006-11-13T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:53:30.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>172`how i wish you would hear it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;172`how i wish you would hear it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so very often, i dont speak what i feel. i just smile and joke around. but deep down, real way down.. its only but a facade. all the things are just one big fallacy.&lt;br /&gt;why cant you see it. why cant you hear it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;我多么希望你会听到...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;珊瑚海；枫；回到过去；白色风车；黑色毛衣；你听得到；痴心绝对；你那么爱她；最近；北极圈；眷恋；当爱情走到尽头。。。。songs which top the list. repeated endlessly. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and never fail to make me breakdown upon hearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.44pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22636974-116340917019740255?l=psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/feeds/116340917019740255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22636974&amp;postID=116340917019740255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116340917019740255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22636974/posts/default/116340917019740255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychedelicstreets.blogspot.com/2006/11/172how-i-wish-you-would-hear-it.html' title='172`how i wish you would hear it'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04642368015215425200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_u1CZcHHb34I/SCq8P7UYmiI/AAAAAAAAABM/o4wiKD90Scw/S220/railings.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
