<?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-5467355</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:10:37.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>    ][believe][    </title><subtitle type='html'>  .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>251</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106630600097948196</id><published>2003-10-16T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T05:06:41.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've changed my site. but if u wanna noe where err. ask me. hmm. purrfectlyme@hotmail.com yea=)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106630600097948196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106630600097948196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106630600097948196' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106621703641822909</id><published>2003-10-15T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T04:23:56.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>///kat[`herine]*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106621703641822909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106621703641822909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106621703641822909' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106621617654507494</id><published>2003-10-15T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T04:10:41.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you only knew, then maybe you`d understand. You'll never understand how i feel,You'll never feel the way i feelShadows in the darkness of my room reflect my emotions. I never knew what love was til i met you and now i have to let you go.. Letting you go isn`t the hardest thing,but letting you go knowing that its wrong hurts moreand even more when i have to see you happy with someone other than</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106621617654507494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106621617654507494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106621617654507494' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106621368856102479</id><published>2003-10-15T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T03:28:08.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you suck!okay. i'm so ultra pissed. at you.you think i don't have any feelings?well i do.you suck.i've wasted my time and energy over younow, your not even worth my hatredyou suck.and u noe wad?i erased all your smswiped out the memory of you.yea. and it had to happen now.three, four years?they don't mean anything to you?it did to mebut not anymore.you suck.i may be sensitive.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106621368856102479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106621368856102479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106621368856102479' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106596011929671658</id><published>2003-10-12T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T05:01:59.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>third freakin time i'm blogging todae. my nose is bleeding like shit.hopefully i'll loose enuff blood to diebut unlikelycoming from my noseblehhahaslike i need 7 pints of blood tt'll take like 6 hrs? to bleedlike can u imagine? newspaper sae. girl die from excessive nosebleedhahathat's so funnyokayanewaetrying not to stain the compbutlife suckshafta stop thinking ofu noeand stop </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106596011929671658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106596011929671658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106596011929671658' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106594796801079786</id><published>2003-10-12T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T01:45:23.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>coz we lost it all, nothing lasts forever, i'm sorry i can't be perfect.Now it's too late and we can't go back.sad. jian is suggesting. bleh.hope it's not obvious.or else i'm deadi reallydidintthinkfor a secondit'dbe so obviousi should shutup sometimeyeashut upand stop mentioningaboutwahhaayessheeshi'm so pissed wif mselfuhhuhreally pissedi suckarrghi really doi hate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106594796801079786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106594796801079786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106594796801079786' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106593831088312033</id><published>2003-10-11T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T22:58:31.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> somewhere out there, beneath the pale moon light,someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight. Somehere out there, someone's saying a prayer. that we'll find one another, in that big somewhere out there. ans even thou i noe how very far apart we are, it helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star. And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby, it helps to think we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106593831088312033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106593831088312033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106593831088312033' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106561572858935546</id><published>2003-10-08T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T05:22:08.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i must mugokay. i really have to mug. arrgh! fuck the popups.bleh,okay. no comments. i flunked A maths, flunked phy(i was expected)screwed up all da compos. and got 100 bloody words for my summary. (it's supposed to be 150.)okay. and guess wad was the summary? men something on how men become violentlike i bloody care right?wad a wonderful passage.and i just realised for my whole eng </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106561572858935546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106561572858935546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106561572858935546' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106536205278171598</id><published>2003-10-05T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T06:54:12.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if we're just friends then why do i await your call?if we're just friends then why do my heart long for you?if we're just friends then why do i wish you were mineif we're just friends then why do i keep thinking of you?if we're just friends then why does my heart flutter,when i see you?if we're just friends then why can't i stop lovin you?if we're just friends then my dreams are all overif</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106536205278171598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106536205278171598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106536205278171598' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106535282171376489</id><published>2003-10-05T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T04:20:21.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i believe in love...i CAN'T believe it! i'm online.againwahaha finished all the wkshts tt i was supposed to do but didnt do.WHOOHOO! i RAWK!!!!!mans. that i was tiring. nothing much in my day. hahas going to watch tv now. YAYBE JEALOOUS!!hahas. i love tormenting peoplehmm. okay. i shall slack.and perhaps attempt the rgs endyr paperor the cheung cheng highor the cedari'm feeling </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106535282171376489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106535282171376489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106535282171376489' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106534688363203581</id><published>2003-10-05T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T02:41:23.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i really must be serious about not going online. arrrgh!todaae was great. hahas woke up. slacked. studied abit. den went to gif the bdae prez to jian.wahhaa.den we toked and toked for 2 hours. ahhas so fun! den suddenli remembered tmr got A maths tesst. so i'm here! tryint to study. anewae.. gtg studee!!!ps: pls remind me not to come online again</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106534688363203581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106534688363203581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106534688363203581' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106527921742972226</id><published>2003-10-04T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T01:46:34.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[hiatus] byebye world bye bye computer bye bye civilisationsadyes i must look on the bright side of life.. quoted from weilun. wahhaafunny. he read my blog.again.and i'm shockedagain. oh wells. yes. perhaps i shld stop saying he's a casonova??-grins-but he admitted it-double grins-wahhaa toedae was okay. woke up like eleven? ten?hahas on my phone 1st thing i received weilun's sms. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106527921742972226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106527921742972226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106527921742972226' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106519613388922747</id><published>2003-10-03T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T09:03:16.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i wonder how, i wonder why, everytime u tell be about the blue blue sky, and all i see is a yellow yellow lemon treejust another song my dad blasted coz he was pissed at my mum .. yeamy mum seriously FUCKINGLY questioning me why i cut my BLOODY hand FUCK shit the fucking computer just deleted my entire ENTRY, ahhhh. okay. cool down. sheesh. pissed.okay. hahas todae was fun. hmm lets </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106519613388922747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106519613388922747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106519613388922747' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106510300772576922</id><published>2003-10-02T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T06:56:47.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i paint a pretty picture, i paint it with a twist, i paint it with a razor blade, i paint it on my wristfeeling sad now. sad. sad. sad. wanna just run awae and die. bleh. but anywae. hmm. wei lun says i should try to enjoy wad i do and look on the bright side. wad if there's no bright side? not where i'm standing anyway sighs. so i'm back to my melanchollic orsino-like mood. sighs. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106510300772576922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106510300772576922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106510300772576922' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106502624014492017</id><published>2003-10-01T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T09:37:19.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt; did u ever talk to God above &gt;did u ever talk to God above, tell Him that u need a friend to lovepray in Jesus' name believing that God answers prayerhave u told Him all ur cares and woes, every tiny little fear he knowu can noe He'll always hear, and He will answer prayersu can whisper in a crowd to Him, u can cry when u're alone to Himu dun have to pray out loud to Him- He knows ur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106502624014492017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106502624014492017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106502624014492017' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106502486009673590</id><published>2003-10-01T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T09:28:11.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Nothing lasts forever, i'm sorry ,i can't be perfect.okay. forget about the not swearing part. but FUCK IT. okay. i'm so fucking pissed.fine. my parents are like. wad the fucking hell. i mean. the silence and stuff, the false fronts, the burning hatred in their eyes. come on, i'm not stupid, i mean, it's so damn obvious they quarrelled like. non=stop lohs. only pple like me who wld sleep like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106502486009673590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106502486009673590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106502486009673590' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106492959792541988</id><published>2003-09-30T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T07:00:13.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> alwaes look on the bright side of life (or at least try to..)hahas okay. be positive. be positive. be positive. okay. -takes deep breath- arrrgh! todae was. bad. but.. arrgh!!! nevermind. sad. things are sad. ponned school. so woke up at? 11? yea. slacked ard. den went to eastpoint to eat sushi. slacked. bought some stuff. hahas den went home. mugged chinese for a while den gave up. sighs. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106492959792541988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106492959792541988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106492959792541988' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106484527450427998</id><published>2003-09-29T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T08:13:21.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i paint a pretty picture, i paint it with a twist, i paint it with a razor blade, i paint it on my wristsighs. todae was okay. okay okay. hmm. assembly was damn long. den i sleep qujite late. for me quite late lahs. den i damn sleepy. got headache. then stand n stand wanna faint liao. hahas everywhere white white one. so funny. nevermind. then hmmz.. had ace but was used for oral. rongz was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106484527450427998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106484527450427998'/><link rel='alternate' 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yes. funnily enuff both of us wore blue shirt white pants. whahah. yes. but hmm. she's really nice. =) lynn came todae so i was not bored to death. thank goodnesss. wahaha yes. lynn said she got chosen for some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106467330933577393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106467330933577393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106467330933577393' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106458571801665348</id><published>2003-09-26T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T07:15:17.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> nothing intelligent to write here. it's probably due to the fact that i have no intelligence at all. so anywaywahaha. yes. todae was bad. but wei lun says i must be positive. so todae's ok. hahaas oi dunno. hmm. cant remember wad we had. remember i didnt bring lit bk and the "pondering monotone" applied TOTALLY to my maths tcher. wahaha yes. and recess went to gym coz fengru wanted to bounce </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106458571801665348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106458571801665348'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106447561152316405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106447561152316405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106447561152316405' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106441460697651886</id><published>2003-09-24T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T07:47:03.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>take my hand, take my whole life too,for i can't help falling in love with you okay. was not good at all. went to slp last nite not even TOUCHING chinese. like never read. like. yea. and woke up at 530 to rush  den i fell aslp AGAIN. and woke up at 6 rush 2 skool.like wad the hell. so during phy n bio i was mugging all d way. and then PE was fun. wahaha we were loosing like crazy. bleh. but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106441460697651886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106441460697651886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106441460697651886' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106432567006709030</id><published>2003-09-23T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T07:01:10.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> truly madly deeplywahhaa todae was ok. but not tt good. my mind was like totally dead. it's not like i nv sleep last nite loh. i got wad. but i juz can't seem to like. concentrate.-maths: was doing chinese. kena scolded diaoed her three times. in the end she called me to do some qn on the board-eng: spent the whole lesson freaking out for oral. but it didnt reach my turn-phy: spent the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106432567006709030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106432567006709030'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106423949874872694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106423949874872694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106423949874872694' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106423302367595345</id><published>2003-09-22T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T05:19:22.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> thousand nights i've cried, silent tears for you. baah~ i've forever saying the wrong things. wahahas u noe wen i log on i alwaes read my prev entry. and mine was crap mans. i mean. bleh~ tt happens wen i'm sentimental. bleh crap. wad the hell am i writing??? oh sheesh. nevermind. todae was great. woke up early. i mean made the effort. den in the morn realise no footdrill. piangz. den i was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106423302367595345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106423302367595345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106423302367595345' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106415339983674913</id><published>2003-09-21T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T08:22:36.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes goodbye though it hurts in your heart is the only way for destinyi can't help it. i really can't. i seroiusly tried to forget ** but i can't.  Lord, please give me strengtharrgh! why do i suck so much!??!! i can't. i really can't -collapses wif anger- bleh~ life sucks to the core. i really shoudn't be saying this. but life really sucks. all i do is sit ard here and wait to die. yep.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106415339983674913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106415339983674913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106415339983674913' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106415238433465556</id><published>2003-09-21T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T06:53:03.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> take my hand, take my whole heart as well, cause i can't help falling falling in love with younote to self:1.stop thinking of **2.really seriously try to study3.forget about **4.forget about **5.forget about **6.forget about **7.forget about **8.forget about **9.forget about **10.forget about **it's really hard u noe. and painful. hmmm. yes. i should just forget everything. b4 i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106415238433465556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106415238433465556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106415238433465556' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106413493488293547</id><published>2003-09-21T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T02:02:14.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Lord i offer my life to you, everything i've been though, use it for your glory. Lord i offer my days to you, lifting up praise to you, as a pleasing sacrifice, Lord i offer you my lifejun li is rite=) i should just love God and no one else. At least that love can't hurt=) yay! shall change my life. yep yep. gif my everything to God. hahas yes. feeling cheerful. church sucked. esp cat class. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106413493488293547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106413493488293547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106413493488293547' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106406996826628083</id><published>2003-09-20T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T02:11:16.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> where is the love? i think i'm stupid. all these while. to be there. waiting. i should give up. i should have long ago. only that i was to immersed in my fantasy to ever notice the truth staring at me in the face. well, i see it now. and i'm letting all go. all the pain, hurt, heartbreak don't belong to me anyway. i should set my heart free. forget everything once and for all. yea. and most </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106406996826628083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106406996826628083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106406996826628083' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106398690527038304</id><published>2003-09-19T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T22:39:02.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> sometimes goodbye, though it hurts, in your heart, is the only way for destinysighs. i noe i shant be saying this but. i'm depressed. ALL OVEER AGAIN. ijust realised why my dae sucked.1. i got picked upon a thousand times2. i had maths test3. i met this person i didnt wanna meet and then i canno name the person coxz he knows my blog4.den ms moh kept picking on me5. clarence HAD to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106398690527038304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106398690527038304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106398690527038304' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106398526277651129</id><published>2003-09-19T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T08:27:42.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Love StoryIt all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106398526277651129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106398526277651129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106398526277651129' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106398184096246844</id><published>2003-09-19T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T07:31:29.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> illusion shroud my reality great dae okay lahs. not tt great but i was sarcastic yes! nothing happened. all the tchers picked on me. we went for the sci exhibition., so damn nice. heheee so fun. they got this folder and food as well. so nice. yes. anewae. den went for tuition. tll was okay lah. other than ms moh picking on me half the time. i seem to have this i'm-not-listening-call-me-now </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106398184096246844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106398184096246844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106398184096246844' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106389752479008483</id><published>2003-09-18T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T08:05:24.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> how can i tell if my heart is deceiving me, how can i hide what i feel inside? damn my mum can fucking go and die. she sucks. arrgh! fuck kae. oh yes i remember saying this before but she sucks totally. fuck. she can go and die. die die. blehoh wells nothing much. went to get my specs fixed. four bucks. crazy guy i think he charge for service or something. damn loh. hmm. tired to play some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106389752479008483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106389752479008483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106389752479008483' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106386343642734469</id><published>2003-09-17T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T08:06:12.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> it only takes a spark, to get a fire going... todae was great a little i guess. wahaha hmm. it started out horribly1. my hp the SIM card was blocked. dunno wad puk code. wahhaa2. i woke up late.3. there was morning jog4. my specs dismantled itself. sighs. den recess i ate n went to see becky. den she played some chiristian songs. so niceeeeee really. my bad mood just went poof! and it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106386343642734469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106386343642734469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106386343642734469' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106381201834316103</id><published>2003-09-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T08:20:18.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was walking down life's highway a long time ago.One day I saw a sign that read, "Heaven's Grocery Store".As I got a little closer the door came open wide,and when I came to myself I was standing inside.I saw a host of Angels, they were standing everywhere.One handed me a blanket and said, "My Child shop with care".Everything a Christian needs is in that grocery store,and all you can't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106381201834316103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106381201834316103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106381201834316103' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106381062560422230</id><published>2003-09-17T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-17T07:57:04.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> right here waiting for you... slacking here .. listening to sun yan zi yu jian. hmmz nice. sighs. yea so sad. makes me depressed. cannot hear depressing songs. wahaha for once i dun wanna get depressed hmmz. it was quite normal u noe. wahaha i think life rawks, as in now. i guess. i can put up wif my fucking mum. yea. everything wld be alrite. wahaha yes! so positive. lets be optimistic! i can</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106381062560422230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106381062560422230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106381062560422230' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106375724145858097</id><published>2003-09-16T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T17:19:19.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i left my heart with you... yay! i'm here slacking coz mrs khong is not here! i love her!! ( only when she doesnt come ) wahaha yes!! and mrs ang is so called taking over her period and wahaha she like in charge of lab 4 or sth rite. so were here! with computer! with aircon!! slacking!! whoohoo! so fun.. wahaha i seriously think my class crazy. everything aslo study one. they were studying bio </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106375724145858097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106375724145858097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106375724145858097' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106372306161672418</id><published>2003-09-16T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T07:37:41.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i love thee so, i maugre thy pride. nor wit nor reason can my passion hidewahaha watched pirates of the caribbean wif rongz michelle n fengru. my mum was being irritating as usual. think i go out wif bf baah! den haha so fun. fengru wanted to go chinatown. den in the end is wrong place. luckily we found out in time. den it's bugis. so we went bugis, den we ate there. michelle bought pig </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106372306161672418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106372306161672418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106372306161672418' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106362940812798341</id><published>2003-09-15T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T05:36:48.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> wo deng de ren zai duo yuan de wei lai?i miss yoo so badly.i really do.*sobx*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106362940812798341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106362940812798341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106362940812798341' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106362881630390120</id><published>2003-09-15T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T05:26:56.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>shit. i swallowed a huge fish bone dunno y but my throat is bleeding. help! i'll die. wahhaa actually wun die one lah  but if i die okay loh</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106362881630390120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106362881630390120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106362881630390120' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106362645644309518</id><published>2003-09-15T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T04:47:36.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sweet sentimentswahaha weilun's really very sweet as a guy. omg really. so funny. hmm. alot of things cannot sae im sure he'd be embarrassed., whaha but yea. hmmz </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106362645644309518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106362645644309518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106362645644309518' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106361610518008888</id><published>2003-09-15T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T01:55:05.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> some fucking people are just like that..shit i'm not supposed to sswear. but. wad the hell. like fine loh. i don't care about you.. yea.all the backstabbing and stuff and your supposed to be holey my foot.shit you lah. i dont give a fucking damn bt u lahs.hmm. okay. tat was out. hmm. sch sucked. juz went there.. went for footdrill was surprisingly not late. den blablabla.. nthing else. </summary><link rel='edit' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106353622901630295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106353622901630295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106353622901630295' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106352984314657578</id><published>2003-09-14T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T02:10:48.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> fuck my mum fuck my mum fuck my mum. she sucks. bleh fuck HER(as in not literally) wa lao.. my fucking mother fucking sucks. who fucking cares that i juz had confession and promised not to swear, wad the fuck. she sucks loh this kind of people is swear ten thousand times also not enough one loh.. fuck her lah. she like read all the fucking messages in my phone.. she sucks. fuck her dammit fuck</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106352984314657578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106352984314657578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106352984314657578' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106335183978712646</id><published>2003-09-12T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T00:32:41.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i finally found the reason for livingwahaha todae was fun. went for tuition and there was the cute little pri4 guy wahhaa so funny. den my teacher was like telling me got two student of hers. one mgs in secondary skool den all girl sch mah. den she go jc she like this guy from tchs. wahaha den she describe how she like him.. like eat oso think of him. sleep oso dream of him. wahaha so funny. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106335183978712646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106335183978712646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106335183978712646' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106329771329187825</id><published>2003-09-11T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T09:28:33.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Friendship is a precious giftThat cannot be bought or soldBut its value is far greaterThan a mountain of goldFor gold is cold and lifelessIt can neither see nor hearAnd in the time of troubleIt is powerless to cheerIt has no ears to listenNo heart to understandIt cannot bring you comfortOr reach out a helping handSo when you feel down and outAnd need a little liftThere are no high </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106329771329187825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106329771329187825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106329771329187825' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106328847216159918</id><published>2003-09-11T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T06:54:56.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighs. this story is just so sweet and true =)WHEN LOVE MET MADNESS A long time ago, before the world was created and humans set foot on it for the first time, virtues and vices wandered bored, not knowing what to do. One day, they were all gathered and bored more than ever when Ingenious had an idea: "Why don't we play hide and seek?" All of them liked the idea, and immediately the mad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106328847216159918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106328847216159918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106328847216159918' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106328728927252771</id><published>2003-09-11T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T06:34:49.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>someone*someone is very proud of you someone is thinking of you someone cares about you someone misses you someone wants to talk to you someone wants to be with you someone hopes you aren't in trouble someone is thankful for the support you have providedsomeone wants to hold your hand someone hopes everything turns out all right someone wants you to be happy someone wants you to find them  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106328728927252771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106328728927252771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106328728927252771' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106328573614577824</id><published>2003-09-11T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T07:17:26.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i finally found the reason for living, it's in giving every part of my heart to him, in all that i do every word that i day, i'll be giving my heart just for Himhmmmz dunno wad to sae. actually nothing much happened. hmmz i got CAMP TOMORROW so FUNFUNFUN wahaha yep oh wells. totally hmm. i dunno if i'm looking 4ward to it.. not sure lahs. but oh wells br4thers rawks hmmzhmmz. was browsing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106328573614577824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106328573614577824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106328573614577824' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106325727087790863</id><published>2003-09-10T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T00:12:19.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes goodbye only hurts in ur heart is the only way 4 desitny. sometimes goodbye only hurts is the only way now for u and me. though it's the hardest thing to sae, i miss your love in every way. don't say goodbye, coz true love never dies. whoohoo!! i love that song. was looking at my playlist and wondering wad it was doing that. hmmm. anewae. wahaha feeling irritated wif myself. i woke up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106325727087790863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106325727087790863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106325727087790863' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106320173232816005</id><published>2003-09-10T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T06:48:52.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>love makes the world go aroundhmmz. back to the topic of abortion. hmmmz. heard this song from my list. nv heal for so long. kinda regretted saying that i'm for abortion now.. hmmz hear this song.. so sad. A baby's Prayeri can hear her talking with a friendI think it's all about meOh how she can't have a baby nowMy mommy doesn't seeThat I feel her breathe, I know her voiceHer blood, it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106320173232816005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106320173232816005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106320173232816005' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106319547470913950</id><published>2003-09-10T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T07:22:55.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I stand before you LordAnd give you all my praiseYour love is all I needJesus, you're all I needMy life belongs to youYou gave your life for meYour grace is all I needJesus, you're all I needHold me in your armsNever let me goI wanna spend eternity with youChorus:And now that you're nearEverything is differentEverything so different, LordAnd I know, I'm not the sameMy life you've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106319547470913950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106319547470913950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106319547470913950' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106319174061396461</id><published>2003-09-10T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T04:02:20.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> God will make a way, even though there is no way, he works in ways, we cannot see, he will make a way for mehahas my mum was gonna ban me from the comp. omg i love God. i haf no idea how he managed to convince my mum.. but he did!! plus i need to use the internet to do my play review. oh wells. yep. need one more help!! play review.!!!! freaking out. yea. oh wells. i love God. i think it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106319174061396461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106319174061396461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106319174061396461' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106313257305585989</id><published>2003-09-09T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T11:36:13.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we are the reason that he gave his life, we are the reason that he suffered and diedFeeling corny. Not my fault it’s jun li I swear.. wad the.. whaha. Yea toking to her since dunno wad time. 9. 10?? Yea. Now 2 am. Best loh.. waahaha but she’s seriously very nice.. qionging play review like starting now.. best. Best more than best. Baah got chased out my room by beetle. Baah~ but jun li made me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106313257305585989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106313257305585989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106313257305585989' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106311658783218470</id><published>2003-09-09T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T07:09:47.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God sent me an angel from the heavens above, to heal my broken heartyep. more than words. but. yep. omg. i'm touched. no wait. abit more than touched.. yea. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106311658783218470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106311658783218470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106311658783218470' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106309484675905432</id><published>2003-09-09T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T01:07:26.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a day in a life of MEas u guessed, i'm freakin pissed wif the fucking computer. baah~ took like 10 mins to get started. wad the fucking hell. and another ten for all the FUCKING pop ups to quit making me irritated. FUCK the popups, selfish businessmen. sucks. baah go to hell.like. wad the hell. baah i was in such a fucking good mood until the fucking computer juz pissed me offFUCK IT dammit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106309484675905432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106309484675905432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106309484675905432' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106303685249032243</id><published>2003-09-08T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T09:00:52.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's over. and there's an ache in my heart. but i know it's for the best. after all, i'm juz me. juz nobody. who cares?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106303685249032243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106303685249032243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106303685249032243' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106303377415865695</id><published>2003-09-08T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T08:09:34.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>loving is not how you forget but how you forgivenot how you listen but how you understandnot what you see but how you feeland not how you let go but how you hold on.sometimes the one you love turns out to be the one who hurts you the most, and sometimes the friend who takes you into his arms and cries when you cryturn out to be the love you never knew you wanted.a great love?its when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106303377415865695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106303377415865695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106303377415865695' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106303307326570715</id><published>2003-09-08T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T07:57:53.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I were a month I would be: decemberIf I were a season I would be: springIf I were a day of the week I would be: friday If I were a time of day I would be: 800pmIf I were a planet I would be: plutoIf I were a sea animal I would be: eelIf I were a direction I would be: northIf I were a piece of furniture I would be: uh..table?If I were a historical figure I would be: uh.. lemmie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106303307326570715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106303307326570715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106303307326570715' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106302927192718841</id><published>2003-09-08T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T06:54:31.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> perhaps i'm just being used. perhaps... but i'm still contented, with you knowing i'm out there, alive, waiting for you..yea. quite fun. we were joking and laughing.. den got this girl dunno wad skool. wa she damn kiasu leh. we like take two sheets of exercise already complain.. like the tcher was like tcher: take theeme: no.. last time u sae two!!tcher: kae two lahme: no lah i v busy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106302927192718841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106302927192718841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106302927192718841' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106300977645465385</id><published>2003-09-08T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T01:29:36.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> speechless, i can't bear to tell you how i feel. it's just too late, it's all over, perhaps, for you. But i'll still be waiting for you, always.wahaha. yep melancholic mood all over again. spitty my mood swings damn fast . sigh. so sad. the bold word explains it all. so sad. juz so sad. but i dun regret wad i did. perhaps i feel proud. proud that i can put aside my feelings so.... sigh. i cant</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106300977645465385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106300977645465385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106300977645465385' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106300636692176780</id><published>2003-09-08T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T00:32:46.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&gt; why doesn't the sun shine on me?kae i'm sorry, i take it back i'm juz pissed yesterdae coz i was quarrelling wif everyone i saw. no idea why.. jun li is nice!! seious. i think she's damn nice. yea. anewae. my matchmaking stuff is ova. whahah. not sure if i'm relieved. but it was quite amusing lah. should charge $ right? yea. anewae. wahhaah yep. todae was okay. went for phy..den me n jian was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106300636692176780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106300636692176780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106300636692176780' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106294680841596592</id><published>2003-09-07T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T08:03:00.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> every word i say, hurts so deeply. but do you care? yea i can write this coz i think he's too blunt and insensitive to ever bother remembering my blog. baah~ yea i'm pissed not coz i'm jealous or wad. but coz i'm wasting my time and money and obviously he does the least to help when i'm helping HIM. HELLO? wad the fuck. shit. i'm so super pissed okay. like i'm this stupid robot. "i'm shy" my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106294680841596592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106294680841596592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106294680841596592' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106293275588310271</id><published>2003-09-07T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T04:05:55.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> revolution is not a dinner party - mao ze dong wahaha fun mans. animal farm totally RAWKS THE HOUSE whoohoo!!!~ it's damn nice loh. as in the acting and stuff and the effects.. cool mans. it's like the brick walls suddenly open up and reveal napolean or how-u-spell-it and like the banner goes BOOM down and the music is like. ohmygosh the guy who played the drums and stuff was like jumping up n </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106293275588310271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106293275588310271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106293275588310271' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106281684092946798</id><published>2003-09-05T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T19:54:00.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> the days fly by, and sadly i cry, for your not near me now, and i miss you so badly i can hardly say, that your still here in my heart to stay.wahaha.. oh wells. life kinda sucks. toking to angie. complaining bt the shitty play review thing. arrgh! SUCKIE  as in.. the play review suckie.. yea. sucks., sighs, yesterdae.. oh yea. i wrote liaos rite? i juz woke up.. so dun expect me to sae </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106281684092946798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106281684092946798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106281684092946798' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106277046173756901</id><published>2003-09-05T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T07:03:00.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> top of the world, seeing flickers of trees and roads below, looking none more than shrubs and tiny railway tracks. being up, high up, and for once, free. whahaa i dun noe wad to the sae the air base was damn nice. part of the government properganda of course. like everyone was like cool i wanna be a pilot after that and i was like. ewww. not that i dun wan. i wan but i'm juz sick of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106277046173756901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106277046173756901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106277046173756901' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106267598348352485</id><published>2003-09-04T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T04:46:57.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> just call my name , and i'll be there. in case you didnt know, i'm depressed. oh i forgot.. who knows? who even cares? hello? that unknown person out there.. i'm sure u dun gif a damn about me. yea. all of them, going on about how low they get. wat the fuck. like my marks isn't twenty whole fucking marks lower than yours. wad's your problem. just shut up. yea. guess wad? i'm FUCKING stressed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106267598348352485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106267598348352485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106267598348352485' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106260060381398232</id><published>2003-09-03T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T07:50:03.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i haf to admit. but i still love u. i still go to bed thinking of your name. i still whisper a prayer for you every night. i still wake up in the morning, hoping you were beside me so i could wish you good morning. i still hope to see you by my side when i need you. surprisingly, you always are... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106260060381398232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106260060381398232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106260060381398232' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106260034542450311</id><published>2003-09-03T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T07:45:45.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>perhaps i haf been disillusioning myself from the start.. perhaps this is all a dream, an illusion.. perhaps i'm that hamster running in the wheel, leading nowhere. perhaps .. this will all end. sighs. life is as usual. reading sophie's world . my last attempt at a philosophical book. which is going quite nicely if u ask me..coz i understand so far.. yep. perhaps greek methology has this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106260034542450311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106260034542450311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106260034542450311' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106256616852078505</id><published>2003-09-02T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T22:16:08.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> whoohoo! i'm a genius! i totally aced my speech n drama exam really omg. like i answered ALL The qns and she asked bt the play.. twelfth night. OF COUSE i noe everything about it.. i'm taking it for Os. wAHAHAHA i aced it! i aced it! whee! feel so happy. ponning school wahaha! yay life rawks. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106256616852078505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106256616852078505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106256616852078505' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106251066707901075</id><published>2003-09-02T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-02T06:51:07.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to love is to die. to die is to change. to change is to live. to live is to love.wahahaha anewae.. feeling nice. dunno why. probably coz i onli haf a few more hours to my speech and drama exam. whaha!! anewae... FREAKIN OUT TIME. whoohoo! life kinda sucks. i guess. i dunno. sighs. i'm back.. in my own home at least. sighs. so sad. ohwells. was addicted to sims the whole time. pretty addictive..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106251066707901075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106251066707901075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106251066707901075' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106246617219498447</id><published>2003-09-01T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T18:29:32.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dun noe. im still confused. baah~ my throat hurts. how the hell am i supposed to speak or even scream for speech and drama? help~ oh sheesh. life sucks. perhaps this is all a dream, an illusion. yea,.. perhaps i'll wake up from it soon. soon enough.. i can't help it i juZ CAN"T okay. ohsheesh.. nevermind. i can't sae wad i realli wanna sae until i'm sure * isn't reading this right now.. so i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106246617219498447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106246617219498447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106246617219498447' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106243047034099852</id><published>2003-09-01T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T08:34:30.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i'm in deep shit.1. after being outta luve for barely two daes .. i think ... i think... i'm in &lt;3 again. oh NO2. DIE DIE DIE i spent the WHOLE dae playing SIMS. (my sims died in the end. in a fire. then grim reaper came out. so cute)3. arrgh! no not againsad. coz i think... i juz can't get * out of my mind. all the time.. brainwashing myself that it's not like. the time and crap is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106243047034099852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106243047034099852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106243047034099852' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106241370439070224</id><published>2003-09-01T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T03:55:04.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i say HEY! it's a wonderful day today! far from it. baah~ but anewae. juz sitting around. slacking. doing everything but study .. watched tv. played wif computer. u noe.. SIMS is DAMN nice. but i'm freaking out a little fro speecha dnd drama i really am.. i hope. arrgh! stressed. oh wells. wad to sae.??? no comments loh. played the bejewelled thingie tried to get above like 14000 but onli got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106241370439070224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106241370439070224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106241370439070224' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106238245110983434</id><published>2003-08-31T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T21:27:43.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahahaha wokeup so damn early the aircon so cold. wahaha anewae.. dunno wad i was writing last nite. i think i went crazy.. but anywae.. after i watch this show alwaes like that one.. oh  i watched spirited awae damn nice ookkay damn nice. omg. but it was in cantonese. wahaha had to use my skills.. but can understand lahs, not bad right? wahhaa better than jap. wahaha anywae.. yea slacking here </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106238245110983434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106238245110983434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106238245110983434' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106234952626609358</id><published>2003-08-31T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T10:05:26.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>confused. not sure. i'm not sure. i'm not sure. i really am. toking to other pple juz dun help i'm confused. more confused. arrgh! help! what???? i don't know wad i want. wad i'm thinking.. i'm sure it's over. i'm sure.. i hope. i guess.. i dunno. why? why is this happening all over again.? why can't i STOP thinking for once???      help it's late. yea it really is. sitting here. staring at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106234952626609358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106234952626609358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106234952626609358' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106232614025278072</id><published>2003-08-31T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T04:42:26.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahahhaa. i'm enjoying myself. parents out WHOOHOOOO i'm aLONe.. jaws aching.. knees bruised. like i'm fat u see. so when i kneel down like i go BANG ouch! my knee! yea. and 3 hours. is LLLOOOONNNNNGGGG tired. yep i'm over. as in not in love. wanna PROCLAIM it. wahahaha but oh wells... yea. sorree my entries are like this short. but.. busy. need to practice EXAM IN THREE FUCKING DAYS. oh yea. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106232614025278072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106232614025278072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106232614025278072' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106225848106659797</id><published>2003-08-30T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T08:48:01.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yoshimi - "Happy Beauty"Sponsored by www.life-blood.cjb.net What would your Japanese name be? (female) brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106225848106659797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106225848106659797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106225848106659797' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106225605853596587</id><published>2003-08-30T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T08:07:38.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;!-- 3.41 / 4.99 --&gt;  Conscious self Overall self   Take Free Enneagram Test</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106225605853596587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106225605853596587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106225605853596587' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106225411917540053</id><published>2003-08-30T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T07:38:12.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my method of suicide: hanging.how would you commit suicide?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106225411917540053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106225411917540053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106225411917540053' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106216573047269191</id><published>2003-08-29T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T22:34:16.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahas crap. learning lab was crap. oh/. was dismissed early walked ard fomr 615 den ate sushi.. saw AHEM ****(deleted coz he knows my blog) serious. omg. i totally like. not not like him. but paranoid. as in.. paranoid of seeing him. coz... umm. nvm/. juz take it as i dun wanna see him. he was looking in and he SAW ME INSIDE den he came in. as in the sushi thingie. i freaked. oh wells. saw angela</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106216573047269191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106216573047269191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106216573047269191' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106214505729644237</id><published>2003-08-29T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T01:17:37.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH FUCK i just realised must watch in AUGUST then the FUCKING thing is in SEPTEMBER fuck i'm so FUCKING stupid. HOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOWHOW??????FUCK ITi'm FUCKING stupid. i'm stuipid. so un planned. un organised. fuck lahs. can i juz like die. or sth. i'm sick... oh btw ask me wad i got for chinese!!!!!!! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106214505729644237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106214505729644237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106214505729644237' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106214452639662343</id><published>2003-08-29T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T01:08:46.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>animal farm animal farm. watch watch watch..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106214452639662343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106214452639662343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106214452639662343' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106208378575546479</id><published>2003-08-28T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T08:16:25.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>STRESSSSSSSED wad to get fer tchers dae wad to get fer tchers dae wad to get fer tchers dae wad to get fer tchers daysigh. oh wells. i dun care liaos. stupid tchers anewae. bio sucked. quite proud tt i cld do stuff not in the txtbk but the ones IN the textbook.... well i flunked it okay?yea, and ss... don't tok bt it.. sighs. dun feel like typing got LOTS OF STUFF TO DO</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106208378575546479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106208378575546479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106208378575546479' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106198752433895179</id><published>2003-08-27T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T05:32:04.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEY guess wad? i haf FIFTY pages of bio and 40 of ss DYING and i watched growing up and sab the teenage witch. so nice heehee =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106198752433895179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106198752433895179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106198752433895179' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106182236628374239</id><published>2003-08-25T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T07:39:26.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a unicorn.You've had a lot of heartbreak, but you don't letit get in your way.  Don't hold your anger intoo much, But at the same time, don't take itout on your friends and family, either.Unicorns are known for their beautiful but untamenature. Mythical Creatures brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106182236628374239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106182236628374239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106182236628374239' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106182106048277474</id><published>2003-08-25T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T07:17:40.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DE-NAZIFIED wad a cool name. spotted it in the hist txtbk.. it's xinling's nick.. or at least she said so.. stealing it for now. till she comes online. wahhahaZ!!!!school is as usual.. arrgh! ofelia's msging like xiao. anewae.. lets ignore her. -evil laugh-  anewae.. school was okay. sick coz walk in and out of air con. sneeze sneeze ahh choo! hhaas yea.. get the idea? den um.. during chinese </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106182106048277474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106182106048277474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106182106048277474' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106177750264223426</id><published>2003-08-24T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T19:11:42.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HA! i'm in comp lab, lalala english lesson is now permanently blogging lessons wahahahaa! oh wells. duno wad they doing they not even teaching lohs. as in.. we can have lessons without the tchers at all.. sighs probably coz they dunno howta teach in the first place. wahhaha .. yea.. liddat i oso can teach.. wa lao.. anewae. sighs. life sucks, had maths mrs soh tore me papre up coz i copied from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106177750264223426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106177750264223426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106177750264223426' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106173585957755060</id><published>2003-08-24T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T07:37:39.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FINE. my life sucks down to the core. can't wait for it to end.. when when when??????todae at church they tried TRIED to attract mi to this shitty youth ministry by the cat pple. it SUCKS guess wad they do.. gif talks. WOW so fun right?? mans. shakes head. the catholics need a lesson on youths. baah!! anewae.. nxt week is the last offical cat lesson den it's camp n hands on. whoohooO!!! we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106173585957755060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106173585957755060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106173585957755060' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106164960506350303</id><published>2003-08-23T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T07:40:05.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wahahaha! todae SUCKED guess how FUCKING dumb can i get? i sent this FUCking message which included.. umm.. this thing parents shldnt noe. den I SENT IT TO MY mum ACCIDENTALLY. wad the fuck., how stupid can i get? now she's like asking if i got boyfriend. blablabla~ sick. puke. i suck. arrgh! ohwells. okay. lynn was wif me during jiang. toked alot.. as usual.yea.. nothing much liaos.. hmmx. yea</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106164960506350303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106164960506350303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106164960506350303' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106161000233529798</id><published>2003-08-22T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T20:40:02.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighs. i'm in school now.. hahasa so fun oh wells ..got gateway.. IN gateway. as usual... slacking here in comp. lab. i LOVE SEC THREE LIFE.. i mean as a guide. and I LUV DELFINE wahahah! she was like.. sec fours (us) go comp lab.. sec twos teach sec ones. byebye!!! hahas so FUN kae. whoohoo!!!! life rawks... at least for now. hahahas cool siaz...?hmmz. michelle wan me go this jap festival wif </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106161000233529798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106161000233529798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106161000233529798' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106156704603754014</id><published>2003-08-22T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T08:44:05.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yea.... see IF i care about you.i realise that i haf wasted my time and energy on some TRASH. fine. yea.. nice robbie william song. nice memory. perhaps, it'll only be a memory...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106156704603754014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106156704603754014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106156704603754014' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106156563019785710</id><published>2003-08-22T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T08:20:30.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> i suck can u believe it?  i suck SUCK BIG TIME</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106156563019785710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106156563019785710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106156563019785710' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106156290940425702</id><published>2003-08-22T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T07:35:09.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life sucks.  sch sucks. can't remember anything of skool. sighs. i'm a failure. i don't know y i'm so fucking depressed but i am. life just sucks okay? and ms moh was sweet. actually i think she damn nice.. sighs. oh wells. tll lesson was okay. chinese was failure. was sleeping. zzzzz as usual. sighs. oh nothin happened. read THE LITTLE PRINCE nice.. but dun understnad. wanted to read fer long </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106156290940425702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106156290940425702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106156290940425702' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106147258492808163</id><published>2003-08-21T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T06:29:44.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>baah! my life sucks. fuck it okay? sighs. life sucks. todae sucks too. i don't know why. but i think arrgh! wad's the fucking point? nevermind. sighs. i think ivy's nice. at least she reads my blog. oh heck. i think i write a whole lot of rubbish. arrgh! life still sucks. why? i dunno... sch sucked. went gladys's house after skool hahas fun lahs. den she was teaching rongz to play this game.. and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106147258492808163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106147258492808163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106147258492808163' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106128894165861106</id><published>2003-08-19T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T03:35:26.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so sad. todae was okay. sighs. okay i guess. lesons sucked. maths i FAILED whoohoo!! that brought by maths's average to 40% or mebbie less. wow. so great! i'm so damn fuckin proud of myself. arrgh! den had english wow wow wow! i did homework but i didnt bring the fucking diskette. wadthefuckinghell. den was physics. she spent.. say 1/2 hr on this qn tt wun b tested. wahahaha!!! recess had guides </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106128894165861106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106128894165861106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106128894165861106' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106122182831374049</id><published>2003-08-18T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T08:50:28.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighs.. juz spent one hour screwing back the stupid board unto the computer. some idiot who made my computer obviously didnt bother to screw the thing on.. sighs. why must i alwaes be the mechanic here???? sighs.. oh wels. todae was okay. toked to rongs alot bt her patrol. sighs. i'm so sad. i dunno y this year. those PS all so sad. as in.. those not PS. sighs. our year.. who cared about us? no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106122182831374049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106122182831374049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106122182831374049' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106112484936674498</id><published>2003-08-17T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T05:58:48.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sighs. i just finished this nice book. cheating lessons. this team who worked so hard for a competition. but lost coz they did it on purpose wen they found out their tcher cheated. sighs. so touching.. i'll miss how e school looks at night,i'll miss staying up talking in e den,i'll miss sleeping on e specs stand.i love yall. sighs.. i hope this happens again. or the end year camp will leave me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106112484936674498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106112484936674498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106112484936674498' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5467355.post-106110878792322351</id><published>2003-08-17T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T03:22:06.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm so FUCKING pissed the FUCKING advertisments the FUCKING pop ups. the FUCKING computer which moves so FUCKING slowly. (five in a sentence)ahhh. yes the FUCKING school teachers who seem to have fUCKING little worksheets to mark and are so free to see our blogs. just keep out of our FUCKING lives OKAY? wad the hell... talk about privacy.wadthehell??? i'm so pissed. only OnE FUCKING test next </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106110878792322351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5467355/posts/default/106110878792322351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purrfectlyme.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106110878792322351' title=''/><author><name>kat~</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b257/purrfectlyme/DSC02194copy.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
