<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:24:51.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>// for if someone gets too close, the pins stick further in </title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>305</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107537492056147447</id><published>2004-01-29T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T05:06:28.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive moved ! finally</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107537492056147447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107537492056147447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107537492056147447' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107491698283910649</id><published>2004-01-23T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T20:04:32.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>did you want me to jus welcome youwith open armsdid you want me to fall at your feetfalling for your charmsalways looking out for rainbowstht's how i lived my lifealways searching for rainbowscos i want colour in my lifei've been chasing your picturearnd the corners of my mindbut you keep getting fartherfarther every timeeveryday i travel, travel in timetry my best to reach youi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107491698283910649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107491698283910649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107491698283910649' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107491331235220145</id><published>2004-01-23T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T19:03:21.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha, these two days had been damn fun ! on cny, went out to town with edna at first. then wantian, darius and minzheng joined us later. caught 'magic kitchen' !! jerry yan is so so cute ! :D ahah, then we headed to meridian to play pool cos we had nothing else to do of cos.. haha. managed to catch the last bus. went to gran's house, where they were still playing majhong. hah, ytd ! met fish, he </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107491331235220145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107491331235220145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107491331235220145' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107469126687750985</id><published>2004-01-21T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T05:36:00.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at gran's house. using my cousin's computer and he's slping. he's quite nice to talk to, i realised.. mm. was playing majong with me mom and three aunties. had to replace my granny cos she was in the toliet. and i won a round for her !! my aunties were so impressed cos they are damn pro at majong :) so bored. i wanna go out ! anw, went to town with mel, krist and her guy friend, york wuan ? was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107469126687750985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107469126687750985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107469126687750985' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107407530172222698</id><published>2004-01-14T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T02:17:42.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a maths retest today ! glad it is over :) tmr, have chemistry test and bio test on friday ! :( so irritating. anw, we are all becoming nerds. esp tht ele. so hardworking !! she's my motivation. everytime i see her study, i'll feel so uneasy, which makes me wanna study too. tht's a good thing thou :) sch has been great.. very fun as usual. except the studying part, of cos. alot of funny things </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107407530172222698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107407530172222698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107407530172222698' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107390314311196964</id><published>2004-01-12T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T02:27:00.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>peekaboo ! :)ping's here to invade and createa drop-dead-gorgeous template for joe. -grins-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107390314311196964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107390314311196964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107390314311196964' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107372737169134010</id><published>2004-01-10T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T01:37:26.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha !! i have to blog !! friday was GREAT ! haha, in sch right, we did so many stupid and dumb things ? fish lips scolded us again. haha, friday was totally a fruit plus day. ele was trying to be like santa, giving sweets out. we were like eating SO many sweets during fish lips and peanut's lessons. haha.. so funny. shld have seen the wrappers, everywhere ! we were so bored during lessons, tht </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107372737169134010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107372737169134010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107372737169134010' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107355539995195992</id><published>2004-01-08T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T02:14:36.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to you:stop trying to talk to me cos you feel compelled to or cos you HAVE to. you don't have to if you don't want to. i'm not exactly bothered for your information. and neither do you right ? you seriously don't look affected. so don't try so hard to smile cos it jus turns me off ? yea, you look really retarded when you try so hard to smile at someone who is SO irritated with you. oh, stuff it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107355539995195992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107355539995195992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107355539995195992' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107347584952795915</id><published>2004-01-07T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T04:03:48.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on sunday, went to church as usual with mel &amp; edna. went to meet darius, chang and edward and we went to united square to play pool. was quite fun. anw, sch's really quite fun. cheer auditions are starting soon ! tht's sth to look forward to. but there's really alot of homework to be done and alot of tests to start mugging for :l hardly have time to go out !! heh, sch's damn fun with fish lips. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107347584952795915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107347584952795915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107347584952795915' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107311764358908415</id><published>2004-01-03T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T00:58:22.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha, firstly, i'm forced to blog abt CUTE bel. the girl who points at her mole, then slaps pple across their faces. hahah.. yea yea. bel is SO cute !! :) on new yr's eve.. mel, na &amp; i caught 'scary movie3' hahah, tht show is bloody dumb but so so so funny !! haha.. laughed like crazy. but mel &amp; na didn't laugh much, so i was very much laughing alone. haha. then we went to pasir ris, downtown </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107311764358908415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107311764358908415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107311764358908415' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107278392190841643</id><published>2003-12-30T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T03:33:06.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's not tht i can't live without youit's jus tht i don't even want to tryevery night i dream abt youever since the day we said goodbyeif i wasn't such a foolright now, i'd be holding youthere's nothing tht i wldn't dobaby, if i only knewthe words to say, the road to taketo find a way back to your heartwhat can i do, to get to youand find a way back to you hearti don't know how it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107278392190841643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107278392190841643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107278392190841643' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107278343438225443</id><published>2003-12-30T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T03:27:11.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on christmas's eve, spent the day at my aunt's house.. with all my cousins. they're seriously damn fun to play with. hahah, they look damn cute when playing ddr ! yea, then on christmas day, went to play pool with mel &amp; edna.. saw some pple. haha, mel.. M !! :) haha, can't really remember what else we did. but we've been playing lots of pool. oh, met daniel ! my damn good friend. haven't seen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107278343438225443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107278343438225443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107278343438225443' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107278198270148293</id><published>2003-12-30T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T03:02:02.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY :D ele is so invading joe's blog :Dcos its s t a g n a n tas in SERIOUSLY ! :|anyhow,i just got to see this bitch today ! :)DOUBLE YAY -cheersokay i love joe aloti'll invade a longer entry some other time :)cant wait for friday to bitch more dear :)LOVE YOU MUCH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107278198270148293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107278198270148293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107278198270148293' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107130204666531217</id><published>2003-12-12T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T23:54:54.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>five for fighting - sth abt you :)i don't know where to begini don't know how to get out there to see youi don't know where to dig ini don't know how to get in there, to feel you it's been too long &amp; i'm abt to be in time for meit's been too long &amp; i'm in time baby there's sth abt you thti can hold on toi'm going to hold on to thtbaby there's sth abt you thti can hold on to i'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107130204666531217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107130204666531217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107130204666531217' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107129678963070950</id><published>2003-12-12T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T22:27:42.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ytd! was serene's bday ! :) happy birthday pretty ser ! :) she looked really good ytd. haha, went town with mel, edna &amp; ser at first. met ser &amp; na at long john silver's &amp; walked arnd aft tht. took neoprints. haha, &amp; continued walking arnd till arnd 6. supposed to be a surprise dinner for them at marche but i kinda ruined it.. haha, leaked so many secrets out. stupid me. hahah. so, had dinner at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107129678963070950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107129678963070950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107129678963070950' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107096197897859280</id><published>2003-12-09T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T01:35:18.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear diary, today i saw a boy &amp; i wondered if he noticed mehe took my breath awaydear diary, i can't get him off my mind&amp; it scares me cos i've never felt this wayno one in this world knows me better than you doso diary, i confide in youdear diary, today i saw tht boyas he walked by i thought he smiled at me&amp; i wondered does he know what's in my hearti tried to smile, but i cld hardly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107096197897859280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107096197897859280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107096197897859280' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107087294950161140</id><published>2003-12-08T00:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T01:36:32.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>joette chiew TSIN MUN:       i don't know what you want. and apparently you went offline before i could even ask. i don't know how to get rid of the damned ad. sorry. i'll try finding something to overlap it okay? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107087294950161140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107087294950161140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107087294950161140' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107086519777271891</id><published>2003-12-07T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T01:37:02.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>night of my bday, went to sji's concert.. was pretty boring for me :l aft tht, went to meet mel &amp; na in town. walked arnd a little. they're so SWEET ! they bought me sashimi &amp; presents. including a 'me to you' happy birthday bear !! :)) came home aft tht, which was arnd 12 ? err, they stayed over again.. this time round, we all slept quite early cos we were damn tired !! haha, on sunday, went to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107086519777271891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107086519777271891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107086519777271891' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107070170721438526</id><published>2003-12-06T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T01:37:49.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>firstly, thanks to all who wished me happy birthday ! :) ytd was wonderful ! so fun ! edna, mel, eugene aka michelle, alvin aka GOOFY (inside joke !) &amp; i went to escape. haha, so fun. funny incidents but i won't go into detail. yea, so aft escape, they wanted to eat, so went in search of food.. we jus kept walking &amp; walking &amp; walking. so tiring !! &amp; yes eugene &amp; alvin, TRUST. hahah. we finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107070170721438526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107070170721438526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107070170721438526' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-107044926185089281</id><published>2003-12-03T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T01:38:29.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>caught 'star runner' on friday ! vanness is so so cute aft cutting his hair ! haha, go watch tht movie ! highly recommended by me :) yea, watched with edna, jeremy &amp; edna's cousins. was fun, but i had to leave cos i had to be home by 11. oh well, then on sunday, went to church with mel &amp; edna. went to town together aft tht, watched 'love actually' ! what a cheesy nice movie ! haha, edna &amp; i were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107044926185089281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/107044926185089281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107044926185089281' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106998279927822722</id><published>2003-11-27T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T17:29:21.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kristine koh ! haha, hopefully u get to read this before u leave for aussie. i simply can't enter your blog. my brother's computer too ! anw, i'm using his computer again :) heh. oh, don't worry abt me forgetting abt u man, tht's a tough thing to do :) and, i'm finally going out today, i guess.. u won't be able to make it right ? better remember my birthday man ! i'm sure u will have lots of fun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106998279927822722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106998279927822722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106998279927822722' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106974367976042026</id><published>2003-11-24T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T23:01:50.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh. i'm stuck at home &amp; i'm bored stiff. talked to charlene on the phone tht night. she hasn't changed a bit. still as sweet &amp; funny as ever. i miss tht girl.. must go out with her soon ! &amp; EDNA'S back ! :)) so happy, spoke to her last night, we talked so so so much :) never ending conversation :)) i'm so happpy she's back :) really. but haven't got to see her yet ! oh well, we can spend our </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106974367976042026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106974367976042026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106974367976042026' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106843727313893453</id><published>2003-11-09T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T20:07:51.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi joe! hahah. i think ure eccentric!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106843727313893453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106843727313893453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106843727313893453' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106843477299812124</id><published>2003-11-09T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T19:26:10.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on friday, aft krist's o's, mel, krist &amp; i went down to far east, krist cut her hair ! her hairdresser is really good &amp; her hair is really nice. hahahha, then we headed down to sicc to bowl ! mel &amp; i played a game of pool. saw minzheng, &amp;, unfortunately, he is still as lame as ever. hahah. on saturday, mel, krist, me &amp; her cousin went to catch 'matrix revolution' !! tht show is GOOD &amp; it was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106843477299812124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106843477299812124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106843477299812124' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106783487662393520</id><published>2003-11-02T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T20:49:02.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>got lots &amp; lots to update. can't exactly remember the dates, but i caught 'the park' twice, once with mel, and another with mel, krist &amp; friends. haha, caught 'uptown girl' with mel, krist &amp; her friend. 'the park' wasn't tht bad, and 'uptown girls' was GOOD. haha. last day of sch was really fun, mel's shoe sole came off ! hahaha so hilarious. did lots of shopping in town with mel, krist, ele &amp; </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106783487662393520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106783487662393520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106783487662393520' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106705042005767256</id><published>2003-10-24T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T19:55:10.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at last i find time to blog. haha. days aft exams are so fun :) on thursday, went to east coast for krist's birthday chalet thing. went to town with mel before going there &amp; bought krist's present. then we headed down to east coast. spent most of our time at the beach &amp; ping came. haha it was so fun.. tried stripping ping again. haha &amp; silly them kept screaming. there was quite a crowd aft it got</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106705042005767256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106705042005767256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106705042005767256' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106621228389942689</id><published>2003-10-15T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T03:04:43.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was the last paper ! :)) grins at ele &amp; ping. haha bet you guys are jealous. so aft sch, we went to far east. every shop was like closed ? but oh well, we all plucked our eyebrows. look horrid.. hahah then bel joined us. tht girl's hella funny pig. toook lotsa lotsa neoprints. quite nice thou :) took two with ping, ele, mel &amp; bel. &amp; one with jus me, mel &amp; bel. the captions are corny. so aft</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106621228389942689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106621228389942689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106621228389942689' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106584160298378154</id><published>2003-10-10T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T20:14:05.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ytd was kinda bad :( but glad things are fine now ! :) yea, went shopping with ping at thomson plaza instead of studying with the rest. had lotsa fun.. especially, when bullying siping. hahah :) came home pretty early and talked to grasshead for quite a while, she's damn funny man. haha. mel &amp; ele : hey girls -hugs both yoou tight. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106584160298378154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106584160298378154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106584160298378154' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106559503173087228</id><published>2003-10-07T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T23:37:11.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had history today. elizabeth was sneezing her nose away during the paper. so loud !! hahah. &amp; the paper was quite tough ! then, we had english paper 2. our invigilator is damn irritating !!!! grrr. right ele ? oh man. at mel's house again. took cab back and siping had a very interesting conversation with the taxi driver. she was flirting with the taxi driver !! hahah siping jus screamed at me. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106559503173087228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106559503173087228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106559503173087228' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106551107153402494</id><published>2003-10-07T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T00:18:45.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's chinese was horrendous. anw, ytd, our dedication was read out ! haha &amp; annabelle was on air. how retarded, her dedication. hahah. we were like all screaming in the canteen when we heard it. annabelle, you owe us a treat ! :) oh well, am at mel's house again. she's torturing me, as usual. doing facial for me. we shld be studying !! &amp; mel,  she got rejected by a girl !! tht girl's bx. try </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106551107153402494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106551107153402494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106551107153402494' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106550296810881809</id><published>2003-10-06T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T00:06:27.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the song tht makes all of us scream :)a hundred days had made me older since the last time tht i saw your pretty face a thousand lights had made me colder &amp; i dont think i can look at this the same but all the miles had separate they disappeared now when i'm dreaming of your facei’m here without you baby but ure still on my lonely mindi think abt you baby &amp; i dream abt you all the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106550296810881809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106550296810881809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106550296810881809' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106534922868172400</id><published>2003-10-05T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T03:34:34.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this really dumb song tht LINWEI came up with for mejoy to the world, porkbun is deadi barbecued her headwhat happened to her bodyi flushed it down the pottywhat happened to her clothesi stuff it in her clothesforever &amp; ever, porkbun i gonehahah ele and i kept substituting 'porkbun' to 'peanut' ! :)and. i really love 3purity :) and i like the sec 3 level.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106534922868172400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106534922868172400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106534922868172400' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106534887989565564</id><published>2003-10-05T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T03:18:23.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at mel's house now, with mel and louie. hahah supposed to be studyin. oh well.. did lotsa stupid things. such as 'waxing' each other's hair ? hahahah hilarious !! louie looked funny, mel cldnt make it, and me, TERRIBLE. hahahah. the washing off the wax was FUNNY.. hahah all of us looked like shit. my pants were like so wet, esp in the middle. then we blew our hair dry. exams starting tom, and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106534887989565564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106534887989565564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106534887989565564' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106456726804736723</id><published>2003-09-26T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T02:07:48.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> today's sch was DAMN hilarious man. durin recess, mel forgot to wear her name tag. then this prefect came over with musking tape to write down mel's name. hahah we all told the prefect tht her name was bobo !! and she had to walk arnd sch with tht silly tag on her pinafore !! BOBO. then had bio aft recess.. mel and i were playing like crazy.. we were throwing leaves in front. -looks at mel and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106456726804736723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106456726804736723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106456726804736723' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106455989060860188</id><published>2003-09-26T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T02:07:31.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Starting time: 4.25 pm 1. what is your full name: chiew tsin mun joette2. nicknames : porkbun ?! err. joe3. bday : 6dec19874. age: 15+5. sex: female6. social security: hurr7. whre were you born? spore8. where you live now: bishan9. zodiac sign: saggitarius10. what grade are you in and what school do you attend : st nicks sec311. what are your parents names: alan &amp; cindy12. siblings </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106455989060860188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106455989060860188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106455989060860188' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106406994937820642</id><published>2003-09-20T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T07:59:32.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha jus came back to mel's house. in the afternoon, louisa, me and mel went to her playgrnd near by and we played cards. these bunch of irritating guys were playing soccer.. not irritating only lahh. then aft tht, krist joined us. louisa and krist were swinging then they wanted to pass their phones to me while they were swinging, i caught louisa's phone successfully.. but krist's phone hit my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106406994937820642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106406994937820642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106406994937820642' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106404064718982960</id><published>2003-09-19T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T23:53:00.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>happy birthday MEL ! :)haha its tht silly girl's birthday today. im alr at her house. waiting for the rest to come. BUT im super disappointed cos ele and ping cannot make it :( so it'll be only me, krist, louie and mel ? so pathetic. but tht means, we'll have a bigger share of the two chocolate cakes. met mel quite early and she went to choose her cakes. haha we were playing scissors paper stone</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106404064718982960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106404064718982960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106404064718982960' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106404046800147022</id><published>2003-09-19T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T23:47:47.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ytd was mel's birthday eve, louisa, mel and i went to town cos they decided not to go for the biotech talk. without askin me first. haha but oh well.. then krist joined us. shopped arnd and arnd 6.30pm, mel treated all of us to mache ! :) it was kinda like her birthday dinner thing. had lotsa fun.. ping joined us later with some of her frens. it was a great day ! :) very fun. laughed alot even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106404046800147022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106404046800147022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106404046800147022' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106371231569534147</id><published>2003-09-16T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T04:38:35.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dont speak, seal your lips. pls dont say a wordmaybe i wont rememberthe words i have not heardi see tht ure in lovei know its not with mebut i dont want the truth to haunt my memoryhow is it now tht i can tell you 'i love you'how is only now tht its too latewhat can i do, the love tht we had is torn in twoso you take the smiles frm all of our yrsand ill take the tearsnow i realise </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106371231569534147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106371231569534147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106371231569534147' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106371202244105594</id><published>2003-09-16T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T04:34:52.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>before i forget.. happy birthday minzheng !and ure still greedy.. whats with you saying tht ure great ?! haha. today's pe lesson was damn fun ! haha played handball. ele, stacey, ping and i were guarding the cone and we were screamin like crazy. stacey was damn funny, 'it was my leg !' haha right.. had lotsa fun :) but we are really lousy at defending. right ele ? haha so lousy. today was a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106371202244105594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106371202244105594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106371202244105594' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106362954518056202</id><published>2003-09-15T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T05:54:03.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>had this really hilarious skit this mornin in sch. was laughing my head off at their acting. hahah :D ele and ping were laughin really badly too ! oh, we finally changed seats. no more sitting in the front ! haha im sitting at the back again ! :) so happy, and chow's like sitting diagonally, we're not gonna talk alot only. hahah and lynette's sitting beside me, im so sure she's gonna bully me all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106362954518056202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106362954518056202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106362954518056202' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106352850976936384</id><published>2003-09-14T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T01:35:09.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mel stayed over at my house last night. was really fun :D played a few rounds of 'speed' and played 'crash bandicoot' the whole night. haha and we talked alot before we finally decided to slp, which was arnd 4 plus. love talkin to tht girl. made me feel so much better aft pouring everything out. mel, if ure reading this, i love you ! :) woke up really late today, aft sending mel out of the house </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106352850976936384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106352850976936384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106352850976936384' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106345208889770193</id><published>2003-09-13T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T06:45:35.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at mel's house now. haha she keeps playin with my hair and designed stupid hairstyles.. AND mel's bra keeps droppin and ive gotta help her pull up the back ?!! hahahahah. mel exclaims tht she's not irritating.. right. and mel bought me this really nice disney princess coloring book. its really pretty. lotsa ariel pictures inside !:) but i haven started on coloring it yet. god, mel is damn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106345208889770193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106345208889770193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106345208889770193' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106343476320875264</id><published>2003-09-12T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-13T02:22:53.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>left the party pretty early. arnd 8 plus. kenneth's mom sent out us. what a nice lady ! she was like encouraging us to mix arnd more with the opposite sex. haha cool mom. she's really nice. yupp.. went to catch 'turn left turn right' with mel. was a pretty good show thou its kinda irritating, cos the two of them never get to meet up with each other ? haha was so so so irritated ! got home arnd </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106343476320875264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106343476320875264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106343476320875264' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106336456696937717</id><published>2003-09-12T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T23:34:17.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at kenneth's house now. jus chased all of them outta the room so tht i can use the comp. hahah. ytd, went to swissotel for lunch with the cheerleaders. cheerleaders' lunch. was pretty fun. the food was sumptious :) great buffet. haha aft tht, went to ikea with ping and kris. folded 199 hearts. so pretty :) stayed up to quite late ytd, talked to mel for REALLY long. hahah till arnd 3.30 in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106336456696937717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106336456696937717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106336456696937717' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106316125464599253</id><published>2003-09-09T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T08:37:57.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was kinda ok i guess. went to eat shanghai food. nice :) then shopped arnd with mom and aunts, bought shoes and this shopkeeper, really BIG, is so cute. hahah he's kinda lame. oh well, delightful fellow. aft tht, went for tennis (dont look so shocked. i can play tennis alright !) and now, watchin tv, drinkin sparkling juice. hahah its nice ok. my aunt was laughin at me cos i do not take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106316125464599253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106316125464599253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106316125464599253' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106315970834954274</id><published>2003-09-09T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T19:22:09.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>anw, kenneth's having a party on friday. anyone interested to come with me ? the nerds ? msg me alright ? i miss the nerd family :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106315970834954274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106315970834954274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106315970834954274' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106315671022028122</id><published>2003-09-09T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T19:49:06.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. this is gonna be a real long entry. for once. hahaon sat, went to jillian's bday party. it was pretty alright i guess. felt kinda outta place, since all of them were sec twos. so most of the time, it was jus mel, kris, ping, ele and i who were jus talkin among ourselves and as usual, doing stupid stuff. hahah it was pretty hillarious when we played truth or dare. pretty stupid dares tht they</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106315671022028122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106315671022028122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106315671022028122' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106246795381051838</id><published>2003-09-01T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T19:01:47.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ure the kind of fren who always bends when im brokenlike remember when, you took my heart and put it back together againive been wasting time with clueless guys but now it's overlet me tell you why im thru ive met someone new who's just like youure it, ure the ultimate its automatic im sure of itno lie, so dont even tryto tell me tht your not the guycos ive been waiting all my life for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106246795381051838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106246795381051838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106246795381051838' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106246771508140385</id><published>2003-09-01T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T18:55:14.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ytd was pretty ok i guess. went to cine with mel then met up with darius, fish and his fren. mm, played pool and i lost to mel :( which is seldom. hahaha oh well, then we caught freaky friday for the third time. haha its really funny. and mel and i are addicted to the song 'ultimate'. i kept listenin to the song on darius' mp3. really nice song. yupp.. then we parted at heeren cos i was really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106246771508140385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106246771508140385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106246771508140385' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106213655950485006</id><published>2003-08-28T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T22:55:59.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahah someone jus came over to chows comp and typed "i am chow. and i am a duck" -scratches head- wonders who the person is. hahah :)anw, gonna perform today. pretty excited abt it. had cheer prac ytd, was quite fun. felt so dumb tht i cldnt get the cat walkin part right. had to do so many times jus to get the right direction. sheeshi think miss nai is so pretty !! :D her hair's really nice too</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106213655950485006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106213655950485006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106213655950485006' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106203643368981668</id><published>2003-08-27T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T19:07:13.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nothin much to blog abt.. hmm. jus tht im really excited abt friday. hahah performin at westin hotel :) and im happy cos my bitch is happy today ! :))anw, this really irritatin person fell down today. hahahah jus right behind me and kris. hahaha so funny. ill never forget today.. :)) -winks at kris- kris.. you get what i mean right ? :D </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106203643368981668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106203643368981668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106203643368981668' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106152939657202820</id><published>2003-08-21T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T22:16:36.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in the comp lab again :) hahah louisa cheong xinni.. your bloody guestbook is really irritating. its so laggy tht it hung my computer and all the work tht ive done are all gone ?! grr.. had to redo my work ok ! haha anyhows, my name is nice what. i dont get irritated when you call me tht ! had recess jus now, and it was funny, as usual. si pig is so FUNNY !! hahah -tries to lift up your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106152939657202820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106152939657202820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106152939657202820' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106145566756209148</id><published>2003-08-21T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T01:47:47.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha ive officially watched centerstage 28 times ! haha startin to think im crazy. mm, but i jus dont get sick of tht show. ive watched it so many times tht i can actually remember all the lines ? haha :) came back pretty early today. went j8 with kris for a short while. these few mayflower girls in the bus were being bitches. grrr. anyhows, LOUIE quit calling me pong hair okayy ! urs looks more</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106145566756209148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106145566756209148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106145566756209148' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106143249700057993</id><published>2003-08-20T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T19:21:37.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> alright. sorry pig. decided to change my template back to the old one cos the new one is so not me !! :) sorry babe ! make me a new one ? -hints- hahah oh well. haha went j8 with kris, ele, sam and annabelle ytd. pretty fun. and those guys were twits. as usual. and annabelle, dont deny it. you lost 5 bucks to joette ! haha i gave you so many chances and yet you refused to change your bet. hahah</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106143249700057993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106143249700057993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106143249700057993' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-106017488238246311</id><published>2003-08-06T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T06:01:22.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yo baby. here's your new template. hope you like it yeah. -hugs- bet you're falling asleep now or something. take care alrights. -hugs-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106017488238246311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/106017488238246311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106017488238246311' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105988962005743470</id><published>2003-08-02T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T22:46:59.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i see the way he treats you i feel the tears you cried,and it makes sad, and it makes mad, there's nothing i can do baby. cos your lover is my best friend, and i guess tht's where the story endsso ive gotta try, to keep it inside. you will never be, never be mine but, if i was the one who was loving you, baby. the only tears you'd cry would be tears of joy. and if i was by your side,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105988962005743470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105988962005743470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105988962005743470' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105896487553838451</id><published>2003-07-23T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T05:54:35.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dont think tht ill get over youdont know if i can make it thru mydarkest days without you in my life andi dont think tht i can face the painill never see your face againi close my eyes and wonderwhen will it ever endi had to watch you fade away</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105896487553838451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105896487553838451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105896487553838451' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105896474471270221</id><published>2003-07-23T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T05:52:24.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haii. im really sorry for whatever ive said. its not tht i dont wanna tell you or anythin. its jus cos i really dont know what im feeling either and neither do i know whats goin on with you. and i doubt you wanna tell me abt it now. sighs. you jus chill and msg me once ure ok. i really dont want anythin to affect whatever we had ok ? :( its not tht i dont trust your or anythin k ? i really do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105896474471270221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105896474471270221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105896474471270221' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105737275892803493</id><published>2003-07-04T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-04T19:39:18.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im hungry :| mm, goin to meet mel later ! -looks all excited- heh have no idea what we are gonna do anyways but im lookin forward to going out at least :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105737275892803493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105737275892803493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105737275892803493' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105682182351166269</id><published>2003-06-28T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T10:37:03.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the seato the open arms of the sealonely rivers sigh, wait for me, wait for meill be coming home, wait for meoh, my love, my darlingive hungered for your toucha long, lonely timeand time goes by so slowlyand time can do so muchare you still mine?i need your love,i oh i need your lovegod speed your love to me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105682182351166269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105682182351166269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105682182351166269' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105682115471118963</id><published>2003-06-28T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T10:25:54.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to cine today at arnd 7.45pm i think. went to meet ping first at cheers, then went up to 'funkypool' hahah what a dumb name to meet chang and darius, hahah i beat both of them at pool !! :) yea, then ping left, so we went to eat and waited for mel to come join us aft her dinner at hyatt. then she came and we all went to the bowling alley, to bowl of cos, with darius's fren too. okayy, i lost</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105682115471118963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105682115471118963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105682115471118963' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105678443979608316</id><published>2003-06-28T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T00:20:47.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mm, thurs we went to suntec at arnd 7 plus i think ? went with mel, kris, chang, santos, gab, charsiew pao. haha yea. before tht we were at paragon rooftop playin truth or dare. hahah pretty silly. then we headed down to suntec cos i needed to meet my mom. then darius joined us. haha realised tht my ah boy gets along very well with my ah ma. haha mm, quite alot of unpleasant things happened aft </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105678443979608316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105678443979608316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105678443979608316' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105671586162329244</id><published>2003-06-27T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-27T05:11:01.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey... hahax.. yepxx bloggin fer u now.. since u can't go online yea? hahax.. hmm rotting @ home now rite ahah ;x.. same here.. ;P.. hur hur.. *jealous* u getting cookies and .. i not bleahh &gt;.&lt;.. ahhax eeehhh!!! she juz sms.. i getting cookies too!! yayy ;x.. ahhax.. yummy yummy.. ;x.. ahhax.. orh well.. u take care yea? i noe lotsa things are happening to u now.. buden.. juz noe tt u always haf</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105671586162329244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105671586162329244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105671586162329244' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105657428487311641</id><published>2003-06-25T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T13:52:40.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> this song means loads to me :(lately uve been askin meif all my words are truedont you know, ill do anythin for yousometimes i haven been good to yousometimes i made you cryand im sorry for everythinbut i promise you girl, i promise you thiswhen the blue night is over my faceon the dark side of the world in spacewhen im all alone with the stars aboveyou are the one i loveand there</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105657428487311641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105657428487311641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105657428487311641' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105656349687594937</id><published>2003-06-25T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T11:01:34.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today was fun ! :) haha met mel, darius, fish and big butt at cine today. mm, i was late as usual. sorry mel and darius for waiting for me ! -grins- but its worth the wait right ? hahah oh well, then we headed to play pool but before tht, went to say hi to gabriel, chang and santos. then we all went to play pool tog ! haha i won gabriel ! and i lost to santos, haiya, thts pretty expected. and tht</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105656349687594937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105656349687594937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105656349687594937' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105644458109220072</id><published>2003-06-24T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T01:53:28.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>slept at arnd 6am ytd ! hahah was talkin to mel and darius on the phone but darius, tht lazy pig, blacked out so fast. so mel and i were talkin abt him. hah so funny. too bad darius, you missed out on all the juicy news. mm, i think mel's still sleepin. we were talkin abt almost every crap thing we can find to talk abt :) first time mel didnt sound tired. oh well, im stuck at home AGAIN. growls. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105644458109220072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105644458109220072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105644458109220072' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105636024863142977</id><published>2003-06-23T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T02:24:08.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i never had anybody treat me quite like you doi love your honestywe met, we clicked, we shared a vibe tht was trueand it was plain to seei did not want to face the truthyou said you had a girland you were so in love with her and nobody elsewhat do you do when someone dont love youthey show you all their feelings like ure a frenlike ure a frenwhat do you say when things dont go your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105636024863142977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105636024863142977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105636024863142977' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105635949869795035</id><published>2003-06-23T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T02:11:38.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the warmth in your smile is the warmth tht i desirecos its cold and lonely in this placeand i need to get close to the flames in a fireand lose myself in ytd it's gonna be a long long long timetill i can be with you again and see your smileits gonna be a long long long timetill i hold you in my arms all thru the nightit's gonna be a long long timelooking outside and i feel so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105635949869795035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105635949869795035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105635949869795035' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105635871664967460</id><published>2003-06-23T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T02:00:37.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a boring day ! :| slept at 5 plus last night all thanks to mel and darius. growls. i was like waiting and waiting for dont know what too. -pouts- anyhows, na, dont be so upset over him alright ? im sure you'll be able to get over him soon. its very tough, i know, but if you keep telling yourself tht he is jus a very very very good fren of yours and tht you dont have any more feelings for him</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105635871664967460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105635871664967460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105635871664967460' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105630137808793382</id><published>2003-06-22T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T10:02:58.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to you. i really hope you know what you are doing. when i tried talking to you online, you simply refuse to tell me the reason. a million sorries will not solve the matter. i really wanna know your reason for doing all these silly stuff, promising me you wont do it again will not settle whatever i feel abt the whole issue. if you really still treasure me and him as frens, i want you to explain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105630137808793382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105630137808793382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105630137808793382' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105630034910044264</id><published>2003-06-22T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T09:48:58.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh jus read mel's blog and read abt the converse and sketchers thing. damn funny ! haha cos mel bought this really nice blue sketchers blue shoe while kris bought this red, white converse shoes and i bought this purple, white converse shoes. ahaha then i kris and i realised tht mel walks especially slowly, so we came up with the conclusion tht converse shoes are the best cos we wont lag behind </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105630034910044264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105630034910044264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105630034910044264' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105629909258711758</id><published>2003-06-22T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T09:25:45.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yea. went to play pool with mel, darius, gab, weichang and the rest. hahah darius is improving but i still dont think he can win me. haha -sniggers- however, realised tht weichang can play well ! :) duhh, cos he's my ah boy right ? haha and santos can really play well. kept asking mel and i to bend bend and bend. hoho. aft tht went bowling. gab, darius and chang kept suanin me like shit. i gutter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105629909258711758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105629909258711758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105629909258711758' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105612907543040119</id><published>2003-06-20T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T10:19:01.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahah DARIUS san ! kan tan no nihongo wa wakarimasen ka ? hahaha bakero buta ! hahaha i dont suan you alot lohh. its because you dont know how to retaliate right ? so what is you can open pool table ? you cannot play pool to begin with !! hahah still practice late at night when no one is watchin right ? bet you looked damn stupid. hahaha told you im nice and i shall slowly teach you jap and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105612907543040119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105612907543040119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105612907543040119' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105610659623050458</id><published>2003-06-20T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T03:56:36.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>joe's favourite song ! :))the sky has lost it's colourthe sun has turned to grayat least thts how it feels to mewhenever ure awayi crawl up in the corneras i watch the minutes passeach one brings me closer tothe time when you'll be backure coming backi cant take the distancei cant take the milesi cant take the timeuntil the next time i see you smilei cant take the distanceand im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105610659623050458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105610659623050458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105610659623050458' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105610435605026081</id><published>2003-06-20T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T03:20:43.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>growls. today is jus plain boring. everyone else is rotting at home. sighs. beginning to miss kris, mel, ping, ele, per. haven been out with ping, per and ele for a long long time! and per baby ! sorry i didnt reply your msg ytd okayy ? all of us mus go out tog soon alright ? sorry if ive been neglecting you guys :( my bro's frens are here and they're making a hell load of noise. so irritating. -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105610435605026081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105610435605026081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105610435605026081' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105610140404993140</id><published>2003-06-20T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T02:59:12.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if i had to live my life without you near methe days will be all emptythe nights will seem so longwith you  i see forever, all so clearlyi might have been in love beforebut it never felt this strongour dreams are young and we both knowthey'll take us where we wanna gohold me now, touch me now, i dont wanna live without younothin's gonna change my love for youyou want to know by now how</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105610140404993140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105610140404993140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105610140404993140' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105609758480254862</id><published>2003-06-20T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-20T02:51:00.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yupp. went town ytd right. met gabriel with mel, then darius joined us. hahah then we went to play pool at cine. hahah oh man. darius CANT play pool. hahaha but not bad for a first timer lahh horr. can at least aim the ball correctly. but the funny part was tht his hand was shaking so badly tht he cant even hold the cue properly? hahah and mel said tht he had fits, which really looked like he did</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105609758480254862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105609758480254862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105609758480254862' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-105609161214396852</id><published>2003-06-19T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T23:46:52.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally! hahah thanks to my dearest girlfren ! :) thanks ping! :) anyhows, went town ytd with mel and some other pple. hmm, as usual didnt do much. was pretty pissed off ytd i guess. growls. then aft tuition, mel came to my house. hahah damn funny. mel and her pck sars song! hahahah damn corny. oh well. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105609161214396852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/105609161214396852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105609161214396852' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-95071258</id><published>2003-05-30T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T00:49:15.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh shit. my blog is like so screwed! oh wells, ill tidy up this mess as soon as i come back lahh. for now, im gonna go meet so freda, so ill tidy this up later ! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/95071258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/95071258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95071258' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-94858320</id><published>2003-05-25T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T06:03:12.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey dear. its great talking to you ovr the phone tht night. you must update ur blog mre often alright? cos everytime whn i come in i see the same msg of mmine. now i dnt wanna ask so mch all i hope for is to get ovr this sickening period. hope everythg's fine for u. whnevr you need anybody remember na's here alright? you knw everytime whn i go to church ta pray i still am kneeling there the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/94858320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/94858320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94858320' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93865268</id><published>2003-05-06T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T07:56:01.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey joe. suddenly feel so special, i dont hafta go to the gbk to tell you thgs. now i can jst say whtevr i want to you on ur blog. [shit i'm a little crazy today]feel so tired am goona sleep now. alr 1 am and i have been doing my chemistry assignment. cant stand it they give us so many assignments! :l -na</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93865268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93865268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93865268' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93853673</id><published>2003-05-06T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T03:15:57.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> okayy ! im sharing the blog with edna, my dearest, from now on yea ! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93853673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93853673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93853673' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93853597</id><published>2003-05-06T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T03:12:52.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edna] hey sister dear :) jst came here to try! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93853597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93853597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93853597' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93853449</id><published>2003-05-06T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T03:06:25.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-winks at krs- yupp went out with kris and had lotsa fun. hahah those acsb guys are real bastards. they knew we sat there and we jus left a while and they actually kicked kris's bag away ? and ele, one of them is your fren ? -frowns- anyhows, we left our paper there and we drew really stupid stuff there. hahahah -covers face- OH, and we asked our CHIOBU for her number ! hahahh -laughs and rolls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93853449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93853449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93853449' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93457002</id><published>2003-04-29T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T03:25:59.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> hahah jus went to j8 with kris. had lotsa lotsa fun. hahaha. so many weird pple hang out there. hahah anyhows, thts kris and my song ! we love tht song ! squeals with delight. -hugs kris real tight- :)))</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93457002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93457002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93457002' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93456975</id><published>2003-04-29T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T03:24:47.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you knew how many nightsive been sitting by your bedrunnin fingers through your hairwhile you're asleep.every time i call your nameor softly whisper in your earyou turn around to look for meand no one's therewhere ever you arewhere ever you go ill be aroundill be around just want you to knowif you're lost without mewondering where i might beill be waiting just around the corner </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93456975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93456975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93456975' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93391718</id><published>2003-04-28T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T03:49:48.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>edna, okayy. im talkin to you now but hell, still gonna leave you a note. okayy. you see, what i feel abt ser, im really glad tht we were besties. really, she left alot of pleasant and sweet memories for me. sometimes thinkin abt the frenship we had still makes me cry, but undeniably, its really over. our bestie ship is something thts really tough for us to rebuild cos of so many things tht </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93391718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93391718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93391718' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93391677</id><published>2003-04-28T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T03:49:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jus came back frm town. went there with kris, ele and mel first then i bought this really damn nice book and alot of pens. and ele bought this really nice pencil ! growls with envy. ahha then we went to long john's to eat and per and vaune and ping came to join usthen i went with vaune and ping to pluck eyebrows. okayy, ping plucked her eyebrows and she seriously looks good ! :) hahah thenwe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93391677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93391677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93391677' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93231488</id><published>2003-04-25T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T02:42:08.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whats with me tryin to sound pitiful ? im tryin to make things alright ? and okayy. i wasnt happily playing away with tht stupid dare ? i was worried and all tense over MY own dare i didnt really react damn greatly to her dare ? and okayy, if i dont say sorry to you, what else do you want me to do ? and im not expecting you to feel sorry abt the whole thing, cos the whole thing has nothin to do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93231488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93231488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93231488' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93167986</id><published>2003-04-24T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T02:31:47.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> if you dont need me jus cos of a stupid dare and misunderstanding, i dont see why i shld even start explaining everythin to you cos im badly mistaken. really. so if you really dont need me cos you dont noe the truth, then jus say i dont need a fren who starts gettin all angry with me cos she assumes things</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93167986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93167986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93167986' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93167938</id><published>2003-04-24T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T02:35:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okayy alrights. so you dont have to bring in my own frenship stuff right ? oh pls. its my frenships and not yours and the thing is tht i did clear things up with her. are you sayin tht ive big attitude problem and i so love to argue and break my frenships ? you think carefully okayy. and if i didnt bother abt what was goin on, i wld have msged you like 3 times tht day and you didnt reply a single</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93167938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93167938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93167938' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-93099213</id><published>2003-04-23T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T00:34:09.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im at ele's hse now with freda and ping. was at ele's hse ytd with freda too. tot it was pretty fun until the end. i really hate ytd. sucks loads :l guess im at fault AGAIN. it is always my fault isnt it ? everyone's so concerned abt other pples' feelings except mine. well, probably to them, i dont even have feelings right ? and yes, so its partly my fault and well, i deserve to be blamed for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93099213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/93099213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93099213' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-92880281</id><published>2003-04-19T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T01:26:10.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to wyn's hse on thursday with ele and mel. really had a great talk with ele. so glad ive got my bitch there for me always. always bitchin abt pple to her. hahaha wells. then ytd, went to ping's hse and it was really fun ! our hands were so dirty and we kept eatin chocolate and her family members are such great pple :))) yes. today's so borin and im not allowed to go out and im so lazy to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/92880281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/92880281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92880281' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-92213643</id><published>2003-04-08T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T03:52:10.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the greatest pain in life is not to die but to be ignoredto lose the person you love so muchto another who doesnt care at allto have someone you care so much abt to throw a partyand not tell you abt itwhen your favourite person on earthneglects to invite you to his graduationto have pple think tht you dont carethe greatest pain in life, is not to die but to be forgottenedto be left in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/92213643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/92213643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92213643' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-92212068</id><published>2003-04-08T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T03:02:33.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh man. meteor garden two is really really sad. been watchin the past few nights till 4am plus. so sickening sad. always end up crying. yikes. and KRIS, ure damn damn lame okayy ! wth, what a red wheelchair made of hay and grass. scare the hell outta me when i read the msg, i still have it, "im riding on my new wheelchair ! whee ! lol x)" haha. i was watchin my show halfway and when i read the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/92212068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/92212068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92212068' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-92211192</id><published>2003-04-08T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T02:31:41.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there's sth really wrong with my blog. my whole template's gone. its not tht ive not been bloggin. yikes. gotta change template again. wells, edna, its not tht there's sth wrong the frenship or anythin, i dont noe okayy. the point is tht day i wasnt angry or was in a bad mood or anythin. yea. so dont be too touchy abt it okayy. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/92211192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/92211192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92211192' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-91774530</id><published>2003-04-01T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T06:45:05.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feels damn good to noe tht at least ping trust me now. glad i called her. sighs. realised ive been missin out on lotsa stuff and is it jus me tht im falling out with almost everyone ? :(( this is really bad. yea. i haven stepped a single step outta the hse for close to a week ! gracious. and lost twenty bucks to jordan last night when we were playin cards and bingo. we stayed up all night till </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/91774530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/91774530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91774530' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-91597703</id><published>2003-03-29T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T03:15:43.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>two guys think that i backstabbed them, what can i say..so be it. but even my good fren supposedly backstabbed me. gees. all these backstabbing is doin any one good anyways. and why shld i even be bothered and affected by them in the first place right ? they jus dont me well enough to comment on what i do jus when they themselves do backstab others too. i shant give a damn to them any longer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/91597703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/91597703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91597703' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3463088.post-91539337</id><published>2003-03-28T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T03:07:55.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alrights alrights im blogging ! enough of pple breathin down my neck askin me to blog ! :)) yupp. stupid SARS lahh. my mom's confining me at home for 3 days before i can go out ! she's so so paranoid. keep askin me to keep away frm this person, tht person. practically everybody. haha. and she refuses to slp in the same room as my dad cos he goes out to work. bleahh. stupid woman. haha. so these 2</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/91539337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3463088/posts/default/91539337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prevaricate.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91539337' title=''/><author><name>stop crying your heart out//</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14445868267054851753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
