<?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-7246475</id><updated>2011-08-27T23:42:32.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love food.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>400</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115294945417433118</id><published>2006-07-15T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T15:44:14.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://greenfries.blogspot.com" class="fade"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'VE MOVED!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. wonderful. new blog peace out. this is my 401th post. so :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115294945417433118?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115294945417433118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115294945417433118' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115294945417433118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115294945417433118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ive-moved-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115294898339459590</id><published>2006-07-15T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T15:36:23.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took a few days to settle what i was gonna wear for ailin's party. and i just decided what to wear! Yay! I'm raring to go. Just that i dont know if i should wear it now or later. hmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering what i am gonna wear, I'm gonna wear my green pullover and a striped shirt with a coduroy pants look-a-like. I'll take a pic. I like it :) i decided on it over a span of, 15 MINUTES. ahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115294898339459590?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115294898339459590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115294898339459590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115294898339459590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115294898339459590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-took-few-days-to-settle-what-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115294261967919195</id><published>2006-07-15T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T13:50:19.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG. as much as i hate to admit it, I think Vaness Wu's song, Poker face is quite hot! Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake's Sexy Back is damn hot. I could listen to it 2 times over and over. ( which is not bad considering i tire of song after about a minute and a half )&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE TAKING BACK SUNDAY, i can listen for a whole 30 minutes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115294261967919195?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115294261967919195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115294261967919195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115294261967919195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115294261967919195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115286597520628013</id><published>2006-07-14T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T16:32:55.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cousin fixed my lighter! :D Sucha a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;Besides just 2 more posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway school today was ok. I wanna make wantons! Needa consult my mum and get ingredients. Fangzi and Tanya want to come over tomorrow. I wanna know goss about _ cos i dig _'s girlfriend. :D HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's my sisters birthday. So, Bye sluts. :D &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must add, i screwed the japanese exchange thang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115286597520628013?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115286597520628013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115286597520628013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115286597520628013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115286597520628013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-cousin-fixed-my-lighter-d-sucha.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115280445526102519</id><published>2006-07-13T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T23:27:36.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man, I watched Pirates of the Carribean 2 just now.&lt;br /&gt;Was so good &amp;amp; this MOFO sitting next to me was like what the fuck. Leave us hanging. Fuck ah what a lousy show. If they were so good they'd go direct it themselves. I don't think it would even be one-tenth as good as how i felt it was.&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah, Elizabeth Swann and Capt. Jack Sparrow made out! :D :D :D :D I liked that part the best. They are so made for each other!&lt;br /&gt;I think i don't want to sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt neeone would wanna stay up with me though.&lt;br /&gt;My throat hurts cos of the _. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115280445526102519?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115280445526102519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115280445526102519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115280445526102519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115280445526102519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-man-i-watched-pirates-of-carribean.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115278613671899195</id><published>2006-07-13T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T18:22:16.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMG! I say an ultra chio ang moh girl taking a drag along grange road. Then i got to great world city and i saw a hot international school girl. I say so cos you never see chicks like her in our lame singapore systemed schools.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115278613671899195?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115278613671899195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115278613671899195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115278613671899195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115278613671899195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/zomg-i-say-ultra-chio-ang-moh-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115277816952655188</id><published>2006-07-13T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:09:29.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School sucked.&lt;br /&gt;Man, i'm flaking.&lt;br /&gt;My momma just came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115277816952655188?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115277816952655188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115277816952655188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115277816952655188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115277816952655188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/school-sucked.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115270585102616471</id><published>2006-07-12T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T20:04:11.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHAHHA. i cannot log on into friendster. So irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, seriously. I'm damn annoyed. I want to see who that audrey person is and Ailin Kea is a sickening slut and not reply my IMs on msn. Plus Miss Gracie Goh accepted my friend request.&lt;br /&gt;sigh sigh sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a weird day like that kinda dream come true kinda day. so it's weird.&lt;br /&gt;I had a fight with Madam Lim this morning and we had a great shouting match which was really loud and she decided not to shout with me anymore because, i really really shouted at her.&lt;br /&gt;Then the new VP had something against my slippers and usually hidden toes. Then i was trying to be as sarcastic as possible with her cos she didn't know there is a 3P. and i feel very sad for her cos she's gonna take over as principal and she doesnt even know the basic information like what classes are there in the damn school. Brilliant, i say, brilliant. And she has to come scold mrs. Wong for what &lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;did wrong. It's damn stupid lah. Then she pisses of Mrs. Wong and everyone gets into shiaatzz.&lt;br /&gt;And we have double period of bio where we staged a rebellion against the new teacher. It was like crappy cos whatever we said either backfired or we did something not according to plan and some sort of funny shiatzz happens and we all get screwed and we don't have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, today wasn't really a "dream come true kinda day"&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i lost my Japan Exchange programme form. Tomorrow must submit. I wanna take part! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gosh gosh gosh. So many things, So little time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115270585102616471?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115270585102616471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115270585102616471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115270585102616471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115270585102616471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahahha.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115254133576792624</id><published>2006-07-10T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:22:15.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a seriously whacked dream!&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that in SG. We had some low tiered WTA tennis tournament.&lt;br /&gt;And i was with Tanya and we decided to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;The moment we went in. ( in was at the indoor stadium. whacked huh!? )&lt;br /&gt;I saw Iveta Benesova and Zheng Jie and they were like supporting this chinese doubles, then i shouted," Go Iveta! " and she looked up! Tanya was like, "she's not even playing." Then i slip and fell. Then i looked up i saw Venus Williams, Justine Henin-Hardenne and Amelie Mauresmo!&lt;br /&gt;Venus Williams gave me a hand and i got back up on my feet. Then i saw Jhh and i tried to talk to her but she was like walking away giving that kinda don't-talk-to-me-i'm-the-queen-damnit-look! So i was like, My friend likes you a lot! and she walked away faster. She's q the bitch man. I don't recall anything with Mauresmo. But i saw a lot of china players. and i saw like the whole french junior team or sort off. I don't know but they aren't the lowly ranked one. I saw Pauline Parmentier, Clemence Poesy ( fuck, she ain't a tennis player ), Alize Cornet and Severine Bremond! So when i wanted to say something they were like already gone! And i saw Shana and another girl, can't remember who, then i was like where did they GO!? And she was like they went back, and i was like you know them!? And she was like yeah! we learn French and the dream ended. WAHAHAHA. So fucking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;I never see Anastasia Myskina and Daniela Hantuchova! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115254133576792624?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115254133576792624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115254133576792624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115254133576792624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115254133576792624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-had-seriously-whacked-dream-i-dreamt.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115247954790594693</id><published>2006-07-10T05:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T05:12:27.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH FOR PETE'S SAKE PLEASE STOP SAYING GROSSO! IT'S SO FUCKEN ANNOYING! AFTER HE SCORED THE WINNING GOAL THE COMMENTATOR WENT ON ABOUT HIM FOR AT LEAST 10 TIMES STATING HE WAS FROM PALERMO AND ALL SORTS OF FUNNY SHIZZ. LIKE, HE'S GROSS-O. HELLO! NOT STUPID HERE. HE'S TOTALLY GROSS-O WITH ALL THAT LONG HAIR IT'S SO GREASY AND DISGUSTING. OMG. IMMA GONNA DIE IF I HEAR ANYTHING RELTAED TO GROSSO TOMORROW OR RATHER LATER. COS IT'S 5AM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115247954790594693?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115247954790594693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115247954790594693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115247954790594693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115247954790594693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-for-petes-sake-please-stop-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115247422040010594</id><published>2006-07-10T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T03:43:40.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching the finals now. About 15 minutes to go. Come on france! Don't let me go into mourning. Bryan. Is watching with me. Sort off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115247422040010594?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115247422040010594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115247422040010594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115247422040010594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115247422040010594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/watching-finals-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115245901210990515</id><published>2006-07-09T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T23:30:12.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought &lt;em&gt;Burberry&lt;/em&gt; boxers for $50 a pair. I got 2.  They gave one for free. So my dad took it.&lt;br /&gt;I also bought a Polo Ralph short sleeve button down which is pretty cool. It's reddish and farmer-ish. I almost bought a blazer. It was like $400 but it was like 50% off and my mum had some extra 15% off cos she's some sorta member. So yeah. My short sleeve only cost something like 70? Cheap stuff. Hmmm. Yeah, anyway, I think i'm getting the pure affair blazer over the Ben Sherman. But it's so fucking hot. The price diff is 20SGD and one is velvet the other is some weird fabric called orgasm. Organza, sorry!!! Nah, i'm kidding it's cotton. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Decisions.Decisions.Decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115245901210990515?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115245901210990515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115245901210990515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115245901210990515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115245901210990515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-bought-burberry-boxers-for-50-pair.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115228779529091131</id><published>2006-07-07T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:56:35.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. i think i don't like Alex anymore. Well i don't like her with Marissa because she becomes this needy bitch. And Marissa seems to be less attracted to her because of so. I don't know but i think the casting director for O.C. was awesome but the story line where Alex becomes some cheesy needy bitch gets me annoyed. I think i've grown to dislike Alex. However i still like Olivia Wilde.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is a beautiful show. I love how it makes me cry. The relationship between Summer and Seth i dare say is the most beautiful i've ever seen. Kirsten and Sandy are like, very real. The most realistic relationship/marriage whatever. I'm sick/crazy/obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;plus,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love Marissa. Not Alex.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115228779529091131?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115228779529091131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115228779529091131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115228779529091131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115228779529091131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115228673008555523</id><published>2006-07-07T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:38:50.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to get shirts. I saw a hot hot ben sherman blazer. It's like only 100usd. But shipping is like 40usd! So total's like 140usd about 240sgd. But it's mega nice and i really find it nice. Man. I don't know. I'm really Ugh. Imma gonna ask my mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115228673008555523?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115228673008555523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115228673008555523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115228673008555523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115228673008555523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-want-to-get-shirts.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115227841681255768</id><published>2006-07-07T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T21:20:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok when this blog hits 400 post i'm gonna switch my address. My blog's getting slow cos of the many digressing, lame, angsty, etc.&lt;br /&gt;i just want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-watches humourous O.C. bloopers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck what i want to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115227841681255768?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115227841681255768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115227841681255768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115227841681255768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115227841681255768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-when-this-blog-hits-400-post-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115227213190616221</id><published>2006-07-07T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:36:41.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Basically, right now, I have this huge load of crap in my mind. I guess i wanna let it out and not keep it in. It's kinda worthless keeping it in. I need to say this.&lt;br /&gt;( i was listening to Bell X1. I feel inspired yo! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember not too long ago. You said i was the only person who made you laugh like that.&lt;br /&gt;I remember you once said you wanted to see me cry. I just told you i'm not gonna cry. Cos i only cried cos of _, but that's besides the point. I told you i'll only cry if someone breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You promised you will never break my heart. ( yeah, never. )&lt;br /&gt;So like whatever happened to promise and never?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not expecting a lot from you cos you're like nothing to me. ( well that's harsh. )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i think it's like totally fine that you don't like me. ( in whatever ways possible. )&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna cry and everything cos i don't really see the need to cos i think i'm also wasting my time with things that dont even matter. ( i've been doing that a whole lot. )&lt;br /&gt;I know you read my blog. That's totally rad. You can don't talk to me or anything for the rest of your life. Obviously you don't want to, cos i used to crush you. oh hell, i don't even know what i'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;Hello Merl.&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm... so, i think all that O.C. has gotten to me.&lt;br /&gt;Well you know, i remembered i promised you something. But sadly it's all out. I'll get you something else. Since i promised to like eons ago. I'm keeping my promise.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I don't know. I think i'm sad again.&lt;br /&gt;Ok uhm fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Great. Shiat. i forgot what i wanted to say. I HAVE TO STOP CHANGING WINDOWS WHEN I'M THINKING. IT TOTALLY BREAKS CONCENTRATION.&lt;br /&gt;SO ERM, like bye.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i like totally deleted your number and stuff from my phone. :)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll blog about you again later. Betcha wanna kill me cos you told me not blog about you. AHAHA. come and kill me man! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;My hopes are so high, your kiss might kill me. So won't you kill me so i&lt;br /&gt;die happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-edit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i sound as if i was &lt;em&gt;SOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/em&gt; in love with you. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115227213190616221?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115227213190616221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115227213190616221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115227213190616221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115227213190616221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/basically-right-now-i-have-this-huge.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115226960693655910</id><published>2006-07-07T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:54:07.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I watched another 175 minutes of O.C. ( not inclusive of, pause-rewind-play-pause-again-rewind-play-again-every-alex-marissa-moment. ) If that counted. I think over 200 minutes. But yes. I'm so sad for kirsten. I cried again. Magnificent. I didn't even cry half as much when i nicked of a whole inch of my skin from above my achilles tendon.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.. the mysteries or heartwarming-tears inducing drama serials which aired over a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;The brilliance of good casting and good storylines. ( up to a certain point that is )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sucha a drama junkie. I can't stand it. :D&lt;br /&gt;Needa find more of me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-edit-&lt;br /&gt;wait, then again, i can't really stand myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115226960693655910?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115226960693655910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115226960693655910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115226960693655910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115226960693655910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-watched-another-175-minutes-of-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115219176827646903</id><published>2006-07-06T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T21:16:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I might have fleas in my hair right now.&lt;br /&gt;oh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want Anne Hathaway and Bijou Phillips to hook up.&lt;br /&gt;:) :D&lt;br /&gt;That's soooo hot. But gross. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115219176827646903?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115219176827646903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115219176827646903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115219176827646903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115219176827646903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-might-have-fleas-in-my-hair-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115209935288465700</id><published>2006-07-05T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T20:36:05.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;I love Marissa &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;a lot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually strike that, which i already have, I like Alex a lot too. But i like Marissa longer. Since like. 2003. Omg. this is such a long love affair with a fictious character.&lt;br /&gt;Man, O.C. really makes me cry. When the Jimmy Cooper like left Marissa i cried like fuck ah. Like non stop. Omg. This is so embarassing saying all this. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115209935288465700?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115209935288465700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115209935288465700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115209935288465700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115209935288465700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-love-marissa-lot.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115209668914371646</id><published>2006-07-05T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T18:51:29.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know that rock got no reason and rock got no rhyme. Man, emo's got reason and emo's got rhyme! :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; O.C. Is seriously making me emo! Kirsten is so fucking hot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115209668914371646?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115209668914371646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115209668914371646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115209668914371646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115209668914371646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-know-that-rock-got-no-reason-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115209435039928713</id><published>2006-07-05T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T18:12:30.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 O.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Why do you have to be so cute?&lt;br&gt; It's impossible to ignore you.&lt;br&gt; You make me laugh so much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; The O.C. Mania is back! :D&lt;br&gt; anyway. School felt different yet odd. I said hi to tingxi. Maryanne told me not to. Maryanne thinks that she thinks that i still like her. I talked to chermin. She thought that way as well. Sheesh! At least now we can all be friends! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115209435039928713?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115209435039928713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115209435039928713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115209435039928713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115209435039928713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/3-oc.html' title='&lt;3 O.C.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115203491124195078</id><published>2006-07-05T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T01:41:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit, i hate the taste of Vodka.&lt;br /&gt;Really, i hate alchohol.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, i'm gonna die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115203491124195078?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115203491124195078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115203491124195078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115203491124195078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115203491124195078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/shit-i-hate-taste-of-vodka.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115203456045402090</id><published>2006-07-05T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T01:36:00.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now, i'm trying to get myself shit pissed drunk.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i feel so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;I have a full mug of vodka. ( yes mug, i'm nuts. )&lt;br /&gt;I've done half already. I started chewing on gum cos of the funny puking feeling i have in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Man, how do i get myself pissed drunk and crazy for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;I think 'm gonna cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115203456045402090?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115203456045402090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115203456045402090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115203456045402090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115203456045402090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/right-now-im-trying-to-get-myself-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115203152545074481</id><published>2006-07-05T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T00:46:19.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think Rachel Bilson is really cute!&lt;br /&gt;She's really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey and Marissa, together. Not that hot. &lt;em&gt;( they did have a brief fling in real life. )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marissa and Alex, together. &lt;strong&gt;HOT HOT HOT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115203152545074481?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115203152545074481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115203152545074481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115203152545074481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115203152545074481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think-rachel-bilson-is-really-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115203028531426221</id><published>2006-07-05T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T00:24:45.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I' watching The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;The first episode.&lt;br /&gt;I love The O.C., I seriously do. The first season was great. up to the 14 episode of season 2 was better. The rest was worst than crap. Well sort off. They really messed everything. Sigh. I totally dig the show. Makes me cry. Like how Theresa had to lie about her miscarriage. It's like she did that cos she wanted Ryan to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK. THE O.C. IS SO FUCKING GOOD. I WANT A FRIGGING MOVIE AND I DEMAND ALEX BE IN IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115203028531426221?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115203028531426221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115203028531426221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115203028531426221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115203028531426221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-watching-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115194320249162355</id><published>2006-07-04T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T00:13:22.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EH, TOMORROW GOT SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;i needa sleep. But i just want to add that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad for Michelle Wie, She's turning into a advertising Barbie Doll just like Sharapova.&lt;br /&gt;But Sharapova still has the thang which seems to be keeping her rooted to the ground. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115194320249162355?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115194320249162355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115194320249162355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115194320249162355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115194320249162355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/eh-tomorrow-got-school-i-needa-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115194111484918236</id><published>2006-07-03T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T23:38:34.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG.&lt;br /&gt;Marcos Baghdatis has breasts!&lt;br /&gt;I ain't got a picture. But i swear his has breasts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm happy cos Nastya beat Jeca. Last year they played in the same round but play until want to die. 3 sets, and it went up 10-8. when usually people win by 7-6. OMG right.&lt;br /&gt;Nastya won in 2. 6-4, 7-6.&lt;br /&gt;Dani lost to JHH. :(&lt;br /&gt;Ai lost to Severine, wtf la. She beat Martina Hingis earlier on!&lt;br /&gt;Masha beat Flavia. :( Was a close fight.&lt;br /&gt;LenaD beat Shenay perry. 6-2,6-0.&lt;br /&gt;Kim Clijsters beat agnieska (sp?) Some wildcard. 6-2,6-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. great. Wonderful. :D&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog later :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115194111484918236?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115194111484918236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115194111484918236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115194111484918236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115194111484918236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115192772397536781</id><published>2006-07-03T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T19:55:24.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think _ really doesn't like me. How sad. It's so tragic.&lt;br /&gt;In fact i think she hates me.&lt;br /&gt;But i dont feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;It's like i've been injected with happy fuel or smth.&lt;br /&gt;That's really good. Really good. ( with no sarcasm intended )&lt;br /&gt;My muzzer is coming home.&lt;br /&gt;My fazzer is at the club.&lt;br /&gt;My muzzer wants me to golf.&lt;br /&gt;I want to golf as well.&lt;br /&gt;My muzzer's company golf and dinner is this friday.&lt;br /&gt;I want to play. But tee off is between 12.15 to 1.&lt;br /&gt;I totally can't make it and shannon will be there!&lt;br /&gt;I asked my muzzer to take me out and say i've a golf competition&lt;br /&gt;My fazzer says i'm full of bullsh*t.&lt;br /&gt;My muzzer says cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liwei, is funny.&lt;br /&gt;We had a heartfelt conversation today.&lt;br /&gt;it was funny and fun.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing sad.&lt;br /&gt;But even if there was anything sad.&lt;br /&gt;I was already injected with happy fuel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115192772397536781?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115192772397536781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115192772397536781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115192772397536781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115192772397536781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-think-really-doesnt-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115192495629429403</id><published>2006-07-03T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T19:09:16.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm v happy now!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos luh. you spend frigging $30 bucks on cab food and, of course you'd be happy!&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy day ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115192495629429403?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115192495629429403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115192495629429403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115192495629429403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115192495629429403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-v-happy-now-d-d-d-d-d-d-of-cos-luh.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115186859890518656</id><published>2006-07-03T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T03:29:58.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I... MUST... WATCH... HAVOC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bijou... Phillips...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SIGH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115186859890518656?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115186859890518656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115186859890518656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115186859890518656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115186859890518656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115185931882525630</id><published>2006-07-03T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T00:55:18.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;This is my 371st post.&lt;br /&gt;I pissed Ravinder and Liwei off like shit by being some pissy baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was a weird weird day.&lt;br /&gt;I have this Gant shirt that i wore only once, i wanted to wear it out today.&lt;br /&gt;I saw a big stain around the collar. I had my maid check it. My mum took a look.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what she said. "Ahyoo, this is the eyeliner la! You're girlfriend la!"&lt;br /&gt;I stared at her. Then she just walked away.&lt;br /&gt;I realized it was KEA AI LIN!! she wore mascara at MOS and i wore this shirt to MOS.&lt;br /&gt;Plus i tried to play hero and "save" her. That's how, i figure, the eyeliner got on.&lt;br /&gt;Then we had dinner with some German girl. Who's REALLY REALLY pretty.&lt;br /&gt;And i have no idea how come suddenly they got on the topic of lesbianism.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour started telling them about butches and femmes.&lt;br /&gt;He's explanation made me feel very uncomfortable about how he felt they were burly and "half-man." He suddenly said, he felt worried for his younger daughter ( who by the way is extremely hot and played netball for Singapore in junior stuff or something ) cos she's really really good friends with a butch.&lt;br /&gt;today was like, Lesbian day or smth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not frigging lesbian! I just think girls are really hot and stuff! I don't totally go for girls and that kinda shizz man. It's really weird. Well, i mean i'm weird. I don't even know what i'm blogging bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out with Liwei later. cos right now, this will be posted as 3rd july. So yeah, we are gonna go have fun. Be merry. Whatever and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115185931882525630?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115185931882525630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115185931882525630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115185931882525630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115185931882525630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115177745568969922</id><published>2006-07-02T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T02:10:55.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So sweet it makes me cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So sweet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this goes out to simone. :)&lt;br /&gt;( I was actually listening to this song. i felt really touched after listening to it. Kinda hit my spot. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you been pushed around?&lt;br /&gt;Was anybody there?&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody care?&lt;br /&gt;How many time have your friends let you down?&lt;br /&gt;Was anybody there?&lt;br /&gt;Did anybody stare?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How many time have your friends let you down?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just open up your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just open up your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times has your faith slipped away?&lt;br /&gt;Well, is anybody safe?&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody pray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Life is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all messed up, but we're alive&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Life is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all messed up, but we'll survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many days have you just slept away?&lt;br /&gt;Is everybody high?&lt;br /&gt;Is everyone afraid?&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you wished you were strong?&lt;br /&gt;Have they ever seen your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Have they ever seen your pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Life is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all messed up, but we're alive&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Life is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all messed up, but we'll survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets high&lt;br /&gt;She gets lost&lt;br /&gt;She gets drowned by the cost&lt;br /&gt;Twice a day, every week, all her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets high&lt;br /&gt;She gets lost&lt;br /&gt;She gets drowned by the cost&lt;br /&gt;Twice a day, every week, all her life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Life is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all messed up, but we're alive&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Life is waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;It's all messed up, but we'll survive&lt;br /&gt;All messed up, but we'll survive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115177745568969922?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115177745568969922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115177745568969922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115177745568969922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115177745568969922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-sweet-it-makes-me-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115176554663492485</id><published>2006-07-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:41:46.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the actual day of the SYF.&lt;br /&gt;I was extremely nervous in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I kept dreaming of myself being late&lt;br /&gt;and caught up in lots of shizz and&lt;br /&gt;going to the Indoor stadium toilet and&lt;br /&gt;puking like when i was at Taman Negara&lt;br /&gt;with no one in the toilet except for _.&lt;br /&gt;She sort of svaed me. But it was so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;( I need to stop speaking singlish damnit! )&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for Ravinder and Maryanne.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope they don't bail on me now.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda need them.&lt;br /&gt;I think i wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syf was relatively fun.&lt;br /&gt;I sat with people who also didnt quite remember their steps.&lt;br /&gt;It was damn funny how we copied each other and realized it was wrong and laughed it off!&lt;br /&gt;OOOOH! Yuetong likes peter!! I saw her get his photo then i asked her, eh! you like Peter is it. Then she gave that, eh-don't-like-that-look. Then i just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the Bowen Drum major's photo! :D she's so cool!! She was so shocked when we asked for her photo! I bet she thought we were nuts. I think she was with her boyfriend. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img167.imageshack.us/my.php?image=image0673lc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at &lt;a href=" src="http://img167.imageshack.us/img167/1736/image0673lc.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEALOUS!? FERLAI'S NUTS OVER HER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, some people need to go and die la. Thank god Ferlai and Tanya are the kind off, you suck don't piss me off or i'll give you that look kinda person! ;) Lovee em. Sihui. Well... she's kinda just there. :) Love you still tho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115176554663492485?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115176554663492485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115176554663492485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115176554663492485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115176554663492485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-actual-day-of-syf.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115166548265870398</id><published>2006-06-30T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T19:04:42.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now, every little things makes me feel like crying.&lt;br&gt; i hope i don't die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115166548265870398?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115166548265870398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115166548265870398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115166548265870398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115166548265870398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/right-now-every-little-things-makes-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115165947195391792</id><published>2006-06-30T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:42:28.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Fine those pictures were toooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;big! So it had to come off. Eh, but i guess i'll write it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;my heart is for you to break or bury, or wear as jewellery whichever you prefer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My hopes are so high your kiss might kill me, so wont you kill me? So i die&lt;br /&gt;happy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115165947195391792?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115165947195391792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115165947195391792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115165947195391792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115165947195391792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/fine-those-pictures-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115165905468319602</id><published>2006-06-30T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:40:15.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like i'm losing my social life.&lt;br /&gt;And i think spending $70 at coffee bean is, OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored/stressed/annoyed/pissed/tired/upset/infatuated/aggravated/misjudged/lonely/quiet and etc. so you get that.&lt;br /&gt;Not that i started cutting again. But i just wrote some stuff. Good if you can read.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad if you can't.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. I wrote it man! But my handwrititing sucks like shit. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115165905468319602?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115165905468319602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115165905468319602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115165905468319602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115165905468319602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-like-im-losing-my-social-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115165173864831588</id><published>2006-06-30T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T15:15:38.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss Goh is leaving. I'm so sad. When Kong announced she was leaving i wanted to cry!!&lt;br /&gt;Then just now in the cab i decided to text Miss Goh since i forgot to look for her. ( also cos i was rather upset ) She replied my text and i cried in the cab home. The driver thought i was nuts. I'm gonna miss, Miss Goh a lot ok! Sigh, i shouldn't talk about it cos i'll become sadder. But i'm like happy now. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;see my, MYSPACE for details!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115165173864831588?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115165173864831588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115165173864831588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115165173864831588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115165173864831588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/miss-goh-is-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115162324471701578</id><published>2006-06-30T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T07:20:44.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, How am i gonna make it thru the day full up to 2. Sigh. &lt;br&gt; btw. I still find maria sharapova's," passion for fashion. Oooh! That rhymes!" funny. If you saw it too. You'd agree with me! &lt;br&gt; shite, i feel itchy every where!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115162324471701578?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115162324471701578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115162324471701578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115162324471701578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115162324471701578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/man-how-am-i-gonna-make-it-thru-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115158945163707304</id><published>2006-06-29T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:59:32.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What a beautiful smile,&lt;br /&gt;could i stay for awhile?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school.&lt;br /&gt;I'm here to blog again. :)&lt;br /&gt;Myskina beat Muller 6-2, 6-1!&lt;br /&gt;Hantuchova is about to beat Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;The score is 6-3, 4-4. 15-30&lt;br /&gt;She's gonna win no worries!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i saw a footage of her crying. Prolly from last year :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115158945163707304?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115158945163707304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115158945163707304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115158945163707304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115158945163707304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-beautiful-smile-could-i-stay-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115157139612727988</id><published>2006-06-29T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T16:56:36.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up in the afternoon.</title><content type='html'>I'm so sad. I shouldn't have deleted all those messages even if i changed my phone. Cos i still got the phone back. How mega retarded. I deleted all my messages and i kept some messages in some lame file that has people like Yimei. Jillian and isabelle. So that's mega retarded. I think i shall go cry now bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115157139612727988?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115157139612727988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115157139612727988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115157139612727988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115157139612727988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/wake-up-in-afternoon.html' title='Wake up in the afternoon.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115142075794422521</id><published>2006-06-27T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:05:57.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you sure could have held mine. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Sveta! Great win against Oprandi! I hope that's a good Birthday present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Sveta! :D All the best at Wimby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115142075794422521?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115142075794422521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115142075794422521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115142075794422521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115142075794422521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-sure-could-have-held-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115139913678774456</id><published>2006-06-27T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T01:43:35.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;IF YOU THINK ANYTHING ON THIS BLOG IS ABOUT YOU.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes, you the one reading this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S NOT UNLESS YOU'RE NAME IS STATED THERE. SO LIKE BUGGER OFF AND STUFF. AND I DON'T NEED PEOPLE TELLING ME WHAT I CAN SAY AND WHAT I CANNOT SAY ON MY BLOG. IT'S NOT LIKE I'M STUPID. SO LIKE FUCK OFF IF NOTHING REFERS TO YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DON'T FUCKING PISS ME OFF COS I'M NOT HAVING A GOOD DAY AND IMMA GONNA TAKE IT OUT ON ANYONE WHO PISSES THE SHIT OUTTA ME. FUCK THAT IF-YOU'RE-HAVING-A-BAD-DAY-DON'T-TAKE-IT-OUT-ON-OTHERS-NONSENSE. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115139913678774456?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115139913678774456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115139913678774456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115139913678774456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115139913678774456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/if-you-think-anything-on-this-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115139843382616925</id><published>2006-06-27T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T16:53:53.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I have an addiction problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am addicted to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One life to live,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so make this one count.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahyerrrrrrrrrrr. _ is not straight. That's what i found out on SYF. She asked me are you straight? I was like, DUH! Then she was like, how ya'll like guys huh? Can like meh? I wanted to slap her!! Like Duh! We are supposed to like guys and not girls. It's queer.&lt;br /&gt;Hoe geeeez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115139843382616925?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115139843382616925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115139843382616925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115139843382616925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115139843382616925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-have-addiction-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115133428713976249</id><published>2006-06-26T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:04:47.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leave the stage</title><content type='html'>OMG. i had syf today. I'm burnt. I only got back to school at 8pm. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be a moron. I became a pathetic loser to become jacked back.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to write anything because i forgot what i wanted to write in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Great great.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, &lt;3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115133428713976249?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115133428713976249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115133428713976249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115133428713976249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115133428713976249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/leave-stage.html' title='leave the stage'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115121937883032115</id><published>2006-06-25T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T15:09:38.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel intoxicated. I had a tiramisu which has tooooo much alcohol. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115121937883032115?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115121937883032115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115121937883032115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115121937883032115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115121937883032115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-intoxicated.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115117578970735464</id><published>2006-06-25T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T03:03:09.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sad. I read the wikipedia info on Clemence again and i realized she has had a boyfriend for 7 fucking years and his name is Emrik. &lt;strong&gt;Perfect&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she doesn'thave a French accent. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So perfect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115117578970735464?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115117578970735464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115117578970735464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115117578970735464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115117578970735464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-so-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115117284624028288</id><published>2006-06-25T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T02:14:06.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know, i feel like slapping someone. Although she's my friend. But then again. I don't feel like it. Because the other person is 1800-i-think-i-am-the-man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't say things that you don't mean.&lt;br /&gt;Example, you don't say I will love you forever/ i want be with you forever.&lt;br /&gt;Because, First of all. There is no such thing as forever. You're gonna die in like 80 years. That ain't forever. That's just 8 decades.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, You're fucking 16. You don't want to be stuck with your first for like eternity? If that's even possible.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, You become responsible for what you say. I know i seem to be promoting irresponsibilty and the irony is i hate irresponsible people. ( prolly myself included )&lt;br /&gt;Whenever things don't go smooth. The other person finds the loophole and tries to figure out how to turn it around in order to "win." If you get what i'm saying. It's just not right to say things like that. Even if you feel like it's gonna happen at that moment. Just those words; Becomes a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i don't understand why, When it fucking hurts you keep droning and droning about it. I mean, yeah. But you have to have a certain limit. Ok maybe not. cos it is your blog and i can't do anything about. But you say all these and you act another way. It's being AA. And really, it's like tryna get sympathy. You've got so much sympathy and yet you act a whole other way. I just wish you fucking get over it and just start your life afresh. Don't be pathetic in hanging on. It's really stupid. The girl fucking doesnt want you anymore. If you did understand, you'd prolly left a long time ago. Sparing the hurt and pride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115117284624028288?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115117284624028288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115117284624028288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115117284624028288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115117284624028288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-know-i-feel-like-slapping-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115117134128697706</id><published>2006-06-25T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T01:49:01.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm watching simple life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was cool. Noting the fact it's past 12. So  yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i played badminton.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late. I woke up at 12. My match was at 1pm&lt;br /&gt;So i just brushed my teeth and went out.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get that at 12.40.&lt;br /&gt;I only played at 2.&lt;br /&gt;I played ok. Judging from the fact that i am not good in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Caryn, Priscilla and Anne!&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla is soooooooooooo cool. I wanna be like her. I bet she thought i was retarded&lt;br /&gt;She's opening up a lot. She's no longer so quiet and angry.&lt;br /&gt;She's happy. She smiles when we talk to her and she doesnt just say 3 words.&lt;br /&gt;She's says a full sentence. That's nice. :D She's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Caryn is 1800-Retarded-shiat! AHAH.&lt;br /&gt;She's mega funny. She's uber cute as well.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i guess that's how my day went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say something else. But it's not affecting me or anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, i wanted to say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PCD IS FUCKING HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NELLY FURTADO IS FUCKING HOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&amp;amp; CLEMENCE POESY IS FUCKING HOT!&lt;/span&gt; ( &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dig the tits! hahaha! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115117134128697706?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115117134128697706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115117134128697706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115117134128697706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115117134128697706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-watching-simple-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115108358835228712</id><published>2006-06-24T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:26:28.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think PCD is fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Furtado too!&lt;br /&gt;and of course Clemence. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115108358835228712?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115108358835228712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115108358835228712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115108358835228712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115108358835228712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-pcd-is-fucking-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115108296996380482</id><published>2006-06-24T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:16:10.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, i'm back from KL.&lt;br /&gt;Things that i remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate lunch at HARTZ CHICKEN BUFFET. was fucking cheap. 14RM you eat all you want. Like all the food KFC provides and MORE. So yeah. We ate like fucking a lot and i was having my menses and it was fucking bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the theme park. It's fucking good. The theme park is like on the 5th floor. and the roller coaster goes up to the 8th floor or 9th. Fucking high la. Was so fucking good. I was the only one who wanted the sit the roller coaster. so i went alone. Then after that because they realized i would survive then they decided to sit as well. I sat 4 times!! there was like 3 or 4 inversions. hella cool!&lt;br /&gt;The spinning thang was fucking fun as well. we sat so many times. like SO MANY. so yeah. we played bumper cars. my leg kena and the bruise is fucking big. It's fucking swollen too. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;that's all la.&lt;br /&gt;Uhm. the dna mixer was crap. and that all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yup. I guess that's all. ta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115108296996380482?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115108296996380482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115108296996380482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115108296996380482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115108296996380482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-im-back-from-kl.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115083630721022760</id><published>2006-06-21T04:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T04:45:07.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister thinks i'm obsessed with CLEMENCE POESY. actually, i am. :D&lt;br /&gt;She's left handed!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm looking for clarity pang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115083630721022760?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115083630721022760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115083630721022760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115083630721022760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115083630721022760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-sister-thinks-im-obsessed-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115083501284970013</id><published>2006-06-21T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T04:23:32.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I FEEL SO CHEATED! CLEMENCE POESY DOESN'T HAVE A FRENCH ACCENT! NOT AT ALL! SHE HAS A PERFECT ENGLISH ACCENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, she's super sexy when she's speaking french. purrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115083501284970013?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115083501284970013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115083501284970013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115083501284970013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115083501284970013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-so-cheated-clemence-poesy.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115083398203662365</id><published>2006-06-21T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:15:26.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess, i screwed up my orals. I don't think i did very well. I felt like crap. My throat was super mega sore even since saturday. Tsk. Valerie Koh said i wasn't very forth-coming. I guess so. I wasn't really up to it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just feeling so sluggish. I sleep late. I wake up late. I'm having my period. I'm wearing some fucking bad which gives me abrasions which fucking hurts. So shut up! I can't find a comfortable one. And the one i found comfortable last month. That F one, it's the one which gave my abrasions. I say it's the wings.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I'm going to KL in like, 5 hours. I don't feel like going. I want to play at RGPS. I guess, i'm quite screwed. I'm so indecisive. I'm fucked up. I want to go.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend money. I want that phone. My mum says she'd get it for me. But everytime she doesn't. I just feel so ACK. and i don't have a reason to demand for that phone whatsoever. I have crap results. I misplaced my report book, AGAIN. So brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is gonna be a beautiful day. Oh wait, it already is tomorrow and i have 6 mozzie bites on my left hand. Wow. It's gonna be a magnificent day tomorrow. I can already feel the rain pouring.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a Sampoerna you fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;We used to be friends, Dandy Warhols. It's self-explanatory. Goes out to, they know themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Bet they like this song.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; UgH. iMmA aH lIaNzXzX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the shiznit yo. Fucktards. Me and my homies are gonna bust your ass yo! And you ain't gonna do anything bout it know why, I'm the shiznit yo.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, Blogging by the side of the bed is cramping my neck.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, i'm just digressing here.&lt;br /&gt;Tingxi has cute hair. And i like it a lot. purrrrr. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I think Joanne is weird. hrm hrm per dmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think Clemence Poesy in mega fucking hot and i dig her tits/*teats ( *so Miss Seah/Mrs. Lok says )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;archerlly, she makes me horny. ;)&lt;br /&gt;So do other hot shizzzzzzzzzz. But she's new. So i guess after awhile it will go away.&lt;br /&gt;I went thru at least 75 URLs to see the "fake" Emma watson. It drove me mega mad.&lt;br /&gt;It was sort of fruitful. I think she's hot.&lt;br /&gt;FLEUR AND HERMIONE IS DA SHIZZZZZZZZZZZZ. ( how do i put it in french? )&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, bless them Gauloise and Marlboro ciggs their real-life characters smokes.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna try ya know. But they just suck. David Doff sucks. Makes my throat feels so HORATIO! ( that's a name, i dont even know why i'm using that to describe )&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A TEACHER TO READ MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I guess i express myself better on blogs. Cos i dont have to say it out. but sometimes i still lie to myself. ( won't go further in )&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad......................................................................... Words can't explain therefore the dots.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE A CELEBRITY. I WANNA BE FAMOUS. I WANNA ACT. actually i don't want to act. I hate acting. I love criticizing. I wanna be a brazillian waxer. ;) I wanna be a really rich person. I wanna own 2 clubs. which i really intend on fulfilling. But it won't hold me a stable income. therefore i have to work to get those 2 shizzzzzz. I wanna be successful, I want gossip to appear bout me so i can deny about the facts.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be nicole richie thin. I try to do what she does. I try not to eat. But i can't, it's like fucking food. I try ta smoke. But i can't, i just cant stand it. It's driving me insane. Plus i've got mummy and daddy. They care so much about me. I can't do that to them. But what's the point. i'm already the annoying failure. I'm the resident useless-motherfucker-who-thinks-so-fucking-highly-of-it's-motherfucking-self.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. i wanna die like Karen Carpenter. A bag of bones. I wanna die happy. but skinny. It will make me feel good. Ugh, i wanna be thin. Thin shizzz is cool shizzzz. then maybe people might like me. This is so sad. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nobody loves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda weird, but i really crush Miss Seah. :( So sad. so sad. so sad. So super sad. I dreamt about her. No naughty stuff! but funny stuff. she had uber thick brows like BROW! or steve. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I crush Miss Goh toooooo! I crush anybody purrrrrrrrrrrr-ty! Yes Samantha Chia as well!&lt;br /&gt;Liwei thinks Celeste Chen is hot! That makes me feel grossed out. I like her body. But she's not hot.&lt;br /&gt;Krystal thinks i used to crush on Yimei cos she had a huge ass. but i don't like ass. That's why i don't like Serena Williams and Mariah Carey and the sorts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm seriously DIGRESSING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, imma gonna miss Miss Goh when she leaves. So sad. So sad. I miss my OC Dvd. I lent 1 persona and it went allover. I'm sad. I can't lend my stuff to other people. I bet the cover looks so motherfucking old that i don't want it anymore. Man this is depressing. I'm not gonna lend my stuff to other people any more! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE O.C.!! ALEX FUCKING HOT KELLY!!!! MARISSA SUPER HOT COOPER!!!!! :( I'M SAD. i love the 2 of them. I wish they were together forever and they'd fuck day and night like that person's fanfiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WISH FLEUR DELACOUR AND HERMIONE GRANGER WOULD BE TOGETHER LIKE VermillionRED's Fanfiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just sent a text message to Ravinder asking about MOMO. i missed it man! I missed it! But fuck it, i've no money so i shan't go.&lt;br /&gt;I want a sampoerna. But when my throat clears. It's bad man. Fucking bad. I should go drink some alcohol to drown my sorrows. Wait, I don't even like alcohol. yuck. I like ciggs. Man, I dream about ciggs everyday. The last time i had a cigg was so long ago. I bet you guys hate me cos i'm an obsessed git.&lt;br /&gt;Great. We are great friends.&lt;br /&gt;To sum it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GWEN IS A CIGG-CLEMENCE POESY-FLEUR DELACOUR-EMMA WATSON-HERMIONE GRANGER-LESBIAN-WOMEN-SEX-VULGARITY-DIGRESSING-ETC-ETC-OBSSESSED FAT CHICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godbless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115083398203662365?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115083398203662365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115083398203662365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115083398203662365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115083398203662365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-guess-i-screwed-up-my-orals.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115080017108420519</id><published>2006-06-20T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T18:42:51.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are my Rock &amp; Roll Queen.&lt;br /&gt;Why do i say this?&lt;br /&gt;You rock and you rolled.&lt;br /&gt;That's if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, That sickening breaking free song is soooo sad.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Clemence Poesy, i'll go see her nekkid video!&lt;br /&gt;*slaps head*&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i thought i'd put up more people on my side of pride. :)&lt;br /&gt;Don't cha think it's cool?&lt;br /&gt;Besides, i have the utmost respect for anybody celeb who comes&lt;br /&gt;out against the odds. Good job to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma gonna personalize Muh side of pride. :)&lt;br /&gt;We need a whole lot of lovin'&lt;br /&gt;before i, lovin'-less Gwen, goes to KL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115080017108420519?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115080017108420519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115080017108420519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115080017108420519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115080017108420519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-my-rock-roll-queen.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115079773309823181</id><published>2006-06-20T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T18:02:13.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;Had muh orals. Was ok.&lt;br /&gt;update later.&lt;br /&gt;selling stuff on ebay. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115079773309823181?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115079773309823181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115079773309823181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115079773309823181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115079773309823181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-had-muh-orals.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115073673801946731</id><published>2006-06-20T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:11:18.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 Clemence Poesy</title><content type='html'>I feel so dumb. I only watched Harry Potter this week. People watched it, LAST YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, i'm so fucking slow. and i can't stand how people swoon over Cedric Diggory. His face is FLAT. it's like a bloody square shaped face and his features are FLAT. It's so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I think Fleur Delacour is hot! ( maybe it's cos i'm biased towards the females )&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i decided to put Clemence Poesy onto the &lt;em&gt;side of pride&lt;/em&gt;! ok, i came up with that. HAHA. anyway, since i like her. I decided to put her. She's cute with brown hair. she looks snobby with blonde ( but i like it still! ). and she's got a great set of tits. ;) Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shit, that was gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. I saw a video of her baring her tits! It was for some French show. And they were talking in French so i have no frigging idea what the hell they were talking bout but i know she was bouncing her tits and fingering herself. OOH! exciting! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Omg, that's really gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, imma off.&lt;br /&gt;I leave behind for ya'll the Hot video. Now... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GO DROOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/movies_nsfw/clemencepoesy.html"&gt;http://www.break.com/movies_nsfw/clemencepoesy.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( fuck it, since i can't put the embedded player. Just click on the link. watch la, dont make me feel like a retard. ahah )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my slut friends! :D&lt;br /&gt;Eh, i don't like the tits la. You all think i'm so horny. But i'm not!&lt;br /&gt;I like her French. She's cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115073673801946731?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115073673801946731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115073673801946731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115073673801946731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115073673801946731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/3-clemence-poesy.html' title='&lt;3 Clemence Poesy'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115071625306757476</id><published>2006-06-19T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T19:24:13.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failure to comply</title><content type='html'>I need to buy the The OC mixes!&lt;br /&gt;The best songs in the world man!&lt;br /&gt;It's like 5 mixes ah! I hope i go malaysia can find.&lt;br /&gt;The disc are so good! I'm so obsessed with The OC.&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with other people too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115071625306757476?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115071625306757476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115071625306757476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115071625306757476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115071625306757476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/failure-to-comply.html' title='Failure to comply'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115056229841473507</id><published>2006-06-18T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:38:18.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want The Czech republic to win.&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoyed with David Doff.&lt;br /&gt;It's so fucking bad. I have one at home.&lt;br /&gt;I needa get rid of it. How!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love The Hemingway Solution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115056229841473507?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115056229841473507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115056229841473507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115056229841473507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115056229841473507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-want-czech-republic-to-win.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115047823771353442</id><published>2006-06-17T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T01:17:17.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swoon over.</title><content type='html'>Today, was a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Liwei and some other random people.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Joanne and Puiyee so we went to play some pool.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Cine with Liwei to walk around then went off.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Kenny and Maryanne. Wenta say hi.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up going home with Maryanne.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going home.&lt;br /&gt;Went to her house, ate popiah and hokkien mee.&lt;br /&gt;Her relatives were there, so embarassing. :(&lt;br /&gt;Then they were saying prayers.&lt;br /&gt;They all laugh at me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Mabel and Liwei for dinner tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what's the plans. Aiii aiii sigh sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115047823771353442?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115047823771353442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115047823771353442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115047823771353442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115047823771353442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/swoon-over.html' title='Swoon over.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115039555816777796</id><published>2006-06-16T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T02:19:18.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep. I cannot sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot fugging sleep. I'm excited tomorrow cos i'm going out with _.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; peter crouch is ike a bloody bamboo stick. I like England though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115039555816777796?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115039555816777796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115039555816777796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115039555816777796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115039555816777796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-cannot-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115030714977110597</id><published>2006-06-15T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T01:46:02.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v94/gwennie03/clemencepoesy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so uber cute!&lt;br /&gt;I was watching that harry potter show. She's so cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i chose this picture cos i was surfing that site.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. she's really cute. Reminds me of Cheryl Anne Tan.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i forgot to mention her name. Her name is Clemence Poesy.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do the special 'e' things. So, yup. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115030714977110597?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115030714977110597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115030714977110597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115030714977110597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115030714977110597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115019750860474351</id><published>2006-06-13T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T19:18:28.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh shat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smokingsides.com"&gt;http://smokingsides.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dXo last night. Kena bounced out. Then Ravinder brought me in, so heng. Mabel and me were being retards. We kept checking people out! She kept checking, i stuck to 2. :D Adeline and Samantha! ( Pretty Samantha ) Yeah, they dance until sooo hot. HAHA. yup, Then Mabel, Fangzi, Sam came back to my place. Ailin's place housed 9 people in her room. Can you frigging imagine!? So yeah, me mabel and fz. decided to drink when we got back. We drank a lot. they said i went ballistic. but i beg to differ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115019750860474351?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115019750860474351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115019750860474351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115019750860474351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115019750860474351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-shat.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115008755718337244</id><published>2006-06-12T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:45:57.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright, I'm gonna dye my hair again later.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna buy _.&lt;br /&gt;I think. I'm not even sure where to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a schedule of Anastasia Myskina's commitments.&lt;br /&gt;I need to like "follow" her. I just don't want to see a player of&lt;br /&gt;her calibre go to waste like that. It's gonna be sad. I hope&lt;br /&gt;she gets to Madrid then hopefully i could go there and shout,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAVAI NASTYA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tennis is never gonna be the same without her. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115008755718337244?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115008755718337244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115008755718337244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115008755718337244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115008755718337244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/alright-im-gonna-dye-my-hair-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115004871068662785</id><published>2006-06-12T01:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:58:30.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One, you're like a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;Two, Just want to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;Three, Cos it's plain to see that you're the &lt;s&gt;only&lt;/s&gt; one for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115004871068662785?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115004871068662785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115004871068662785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115004871068662785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115004871068662785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-youre-like-dream-come-true_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115004868903809267</id><published>2006-06-12T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:58:09.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One, you're like a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;Two, Just want to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;Three, Cos it's plain to see that you're the &lt;s&gt;only&lt;/s&gt; one for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115004868903809267?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115004868903809267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115004868903809267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115004868903809267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115004868903809267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-youre-like-dream-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-115004471206893509</id><published>2006-06-12T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T00:51:52.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make love to me, Alex.</title><content type='html'>I saw Emilie Loit! :D&lt;br /&gt;I saw Anastasia Myskina!&lt;br /&gt;I saw Daniela Hantuchova!&lt;br /&gt;I saw Svetlana Kuznetsova!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Emilie Loit hit herself, I guess she missed a shot. I miss Emi, haven't heard of her in a long time.. Anastasia Myskina was like, talking to herself when she missed a shot against JHH. Daniela was just give a cheeky smile. And Sveta when she beat Vaidisova and when she got the plate for being a runner up for RG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, RG is over already. I'm so sad. I dont think i'll post a lot at Wtaworld cos it's gone. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 tennis. NAH. i &lt;3 the hot hot players!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart O.C. you horny freaks. Remember Alex. Yeah. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-115004471206893509?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/115004471206893509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=115004471206893509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115004471206893509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/115004471206893509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/make-love-to-me-alex.html' title='Make love to me, Alex.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114995740944508710</id><published>2006-06-11T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:36:49.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I &lt;3 DANIELA HANTUCHOVA!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 ANASTASIA MYSKINA!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 SVETLANA KUZNETSOVA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit, needa put sveta's photo. ehehe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding lots of nastya, Sveta and Danka&lt;br /&gt;photos. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114995740944508710?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114995740944508710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114995740944508710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114995740944508710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114995740944508710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-3-daniela-hantuchova-i-3-anastasia.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114995223875620856</id><published>2006-06-10T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T23:10:38.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man. Sveta lost. I think Sveta's lesbian. I just get the vibes. Plus, Martina Navratilova likes to partner her. Plus Amelie Mauresmo. Ahya, lesbians sure wanna stick with each other mah. Ugh. So sad la. I like Sveta a lot la. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114995223875620856?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114995223875620856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114995223875620856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114995223875620856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114995223875620856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114991689309066758</id><published>2006-06-10T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T13:21:33.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I begged you not to go, I begged you. I pleaded. I claimed you as my only hope.</title><content type='html'>Rah rah, mwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 emo songs. I wanna cry. Cryyyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114991689309066758?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114991689309066758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114991689309066758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114991689309066758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114991689309066758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-begged-you-not-to-go-i-begged-you-i.html' title='I begged you not to go, I begged you. I pleaded. I claimed you as my only hope.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114987328492749404</id><published>2006-06-10T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T01:14:44.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel very selfish. Everyone else likes her too. :( I liked even before you smogheads decided to watch the Roland Garros. Man, i'm obsessed again. Here comes the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v94/gwennie03/Svetlanakuznetsova5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Sveta honey, You can crush me anytime with those thighs. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114987328492749404?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114987328492749404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114987328492749404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114987328492749404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114987328492749404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-very-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114974635424722920</id><published>2006-06-08T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T13:59:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My secret Fetish.</title><content type='html'>I tell you man! I totally crush Natalia Goncharova and Yulia Koltunova. They are like sooooo cool! I was watching diving. And i know they were a couple already. Then they were like diving. then they like won the gold medal. Then Natalia got into the sauna by the side of the pool.  i guess the sauna's there to keep warm. Then Yulia also got in and gave Natalia a kiss! OOOOMPH!! They won the gold medal. ahya. so cool la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114974635424722920?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114974635424722920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114974635424722920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114974635424722920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114974635424722920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-secret-fetish.html' title='My secret Fetish.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114969930463339483</id><published>2006-06-08T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:55:04.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi ho and the merry mo's!</title><content type='html'>I have sucha a big album of photos on tennis alone it's annoying my laptop doesnt show it on like thumbnail mode. How weird. I like to see these photos. Turns me on. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had sort of fun today. ate steamboat went to butter factory in t-shirt shorts and slippers. hung around. went to starbucks with fangzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;She's such an ugly hoe. But i have no idea why i love her. Yuckzxz so gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114969930463339483?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114969930463339483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114969930463339483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114969930463339483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114969930463339483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/hi-ho-and-merry-mos.html' title='Hi ho and the merry mo&apos;s!'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114943896339510501</id><published>2006-06-05T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T00:36:03.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe you should drink less coffee.</title><content type='html'>I'm observing Mauresmo's tits. It's small.&lt;br /&gt;Vaidisova's is big.&lt;br /&gt;Loit's is, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114943896339510501?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114943896339510501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114943896339510501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114943896339510501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114943896339510501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/maybe-you-should-drink-less-coffee.html' title='Maybe you should drink less coffee.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114933948485944012</id><published>2006-06-03T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T20:58:04.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KANINA AH CHEEBYE, FUCK YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hello, I just want to say that this blog post title is not referring to someone. But it's more of referring to things that happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day people! I woke up really early, like 7.45am. Weird cos it's a saturday. But yeah, i went to OLGC in the morning lor. So yup. Yeah, i trained a bit. Partnered Priscilla to play a doubles. We were not bad. She's a really dao girl. She's super cold/cool. Yup, i wanna be cool like her!&lt;br /&gt;She's super skinny la. Mr Lee asked her what she eats.  She said like, half a cup of Milo and 30cents Chee Cheong Fun. Hahah. She's like skinny la. She's damn cool la. I don't know how to explain online. Must see then you will know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had weekimwee in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite a sore loser la. I lost then i very pekchek. so yeap. HAHA. Then i linejudge the commonwealth and st margs game. Then i accidentally clapped cos the st mar girl hit in. then the commonwealth girl kept staring and diao-ing. I was damn pekchek la. so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to say la. i dont want to talk anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114933948485944012?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114933948485944012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114933948485944012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114933948485944012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114933948485944012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/kanina-ah-cheebye-fuck-you.html' title='KANINA AH CHEEBYE, FUCK YOU!'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114924650605877479</id><published>2006-06-02T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T19:08:26.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoot, shag, marry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7100/217/1600/ugly%20nadal.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7100/217/320/ugly%20nadal.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, Rafael Nadal! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7100/217/1600/ShbbleDani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7100/217/320/ShbbleDani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shag, Dani Hantuchova! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7100/217/1600/flymyskina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7100/217/320/flymyskina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7100/217/1600/normal_hantuchova15.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marry, Anastasia Myskina. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;These really are my top 3. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;I have many other i want to shag and marry.&lt;br /&gt;But for shoot, It's really just Nadal now.&lt;br /&gt;Retarded crazy groaner-moaner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114924650605877479?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114924650605877479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114924650605877479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114924650605877479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114924650605877479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/shoot-shag-marry.html' title='Shoot, shag, marry.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114917180615617106</id><published>2006-06-01T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T22:23:26.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, i Played like at least 10 really power packed matches. I'm super tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Ugh, tomorrow got match. Sigh... I wanted to say smth, but i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;If i remember, i'll blog later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114917180615617106?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114917180615617106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114917180615617106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114917180615617106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114917180615617106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/man-i-played-like-at-least-10-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114909863104250743</id><published>2006-06-01T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T02:03:51.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I won't carry you down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Knew the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wasn't right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was stupid for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Swept away by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now I feel like a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So confused,My heart's bruised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Was I ever loved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Out of reach, so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I never had your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Out of reach,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Couldn't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We were never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Meant to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK, I'M BEAUTIFUL IN EVERY FUCKING WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO, FUCK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114909863104250743?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114909863104250743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114909863104250743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114909863104250743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114909863104250743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-wont-carry-you-down.html' title='I won&apos;t carry you down.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114909643243439333</id><published>2006-06-01T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:27:12.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man, i just realized i have a gramatical error with that the Rafa Nadal thing. It's supposed to be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114909643243439333?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114909643243439333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114909643243439333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114909643243439333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114909643243439333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/man-i-just-realized-i-have-gramatical.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114909566552411057</id><published>2006-06-01T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T01:14:25.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it is really sad how we fail to notice what goes on in our surroundings when we get caught up in other things which sometimes, doesn't even deserve the priority we give it.&lt;br /&gt;We are always taking for granted things that we always had. When it goes, we all cry about it feeling the remorse.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime it's just easier to take everything in consideration rather than doing what you please at the moment. All actions will have results. &lt;em&gt;Results vary&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114909566552411057?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114909566552411057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114909566552411057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114909566552411057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114909566552411057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-think-it-is-really-sad-how-we-fail.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114901654193872195</id><published>2006-05-31T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T03:15:41.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here and out.</title><content type='html'>M.O.S.-ed today.&lt;br /&gt;Was kinda fine.&lt;br /&gt;I reached at about 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;I only got in at 11.30.&lt;br /&gt;After a very very long while.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we managed to pull a few strings,&lt;br /&gt;Maryanne managed to get a favour from alicia.&lt;br /&gt;She helped me get the plastic band thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then i tried to get in.&lt;br /&gt;But i dropped the thing,&lt;br /&gt;luckily found it,&lt;br /&gt;put it back on too tightly.&lt;br /&gt;Nikki, Joyceh, Sam got in after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;We got in together.&lt;br /&gt;lingered inside for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Got out, got tapped on my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Ailin gave me a hug, i realized she was crying.&lt;br /&gt;Me and joyceh panicked, Sam and Nikki went back first.&lt;br /&gt;We handled her for awhile. She was really upset.&lt;br /&gt;Samantha and her were drunk.&lt;br /&gt;It's green cos she was wearing green.&lt;br /&gt;She looks like Ashvinder. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Carried her around, took care of her.&lt;br /&gt;Had no choice had to leave, left her with Ravinder.&lt;br /&gt;Hope she's ok now. I &lt;3 my Ailin! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANT PRETTY ANGRY. &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's green cos she was wearing green.&lt;br /&gt;She looks like Ashvinder. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114901654193872195?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114901654193872195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114901654193872195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114901654193872195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114901654193872195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-and-out.html' title='Here and out.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114892419612276521</id><published>2006-05-30T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T01:36:36.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch it, it's falling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish these wounds wouldn't heal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then maybe you would know how i really feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to play badminton just now. I'm so tired and sore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sleep. Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RAFAEL NADAL IS THE FUGLIEST THING THE WORLD HAVE EVER SEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114892419612276521?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114892419612276521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114892419612276521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114892419612276521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114892419612276521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/catch-it-its-falling.html' title='Catch it, it&apos;s falling.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114889145549820583</id><published>2006-05-29T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T16:30:55.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary belongs to the words of a song.</title><content type='html'>I woke up at like 12.20pm. Hmmm... Kinda late, but it's ok. I guess i did some productive stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I showered then i plucked my eyebrows. After that i developed a bad headache. So i guess i plucked to hard? AHA. Is that even possible?! Yeah, after i plucked my eyebrows i decided to make a brownie. So now it's done. It's really good! Very chewy on the outside and soft in the inside. AHAHA! so yeah. I'm gonna go play badminton at Yishun later. Quite productive, but i'll be so shagged. ugh. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114889145549820583?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114889145549820583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114889145549820583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114889145549820583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114889145549820583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/mary-belongs-to-words-of-song.html' title='Mary belongs to the words of a song.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114882680436264828</id><published>2006-05-28T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:33:24.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm calling out for you, you know i'm breaking down.</title><content type='html'>Man, I don't feel like playing wkw anymore. I'm so flat broke. I've no money. I cannot stand it when I've no money. It makes me feel weak and useless. ( no offence to the poor people though)&lt;br /&gt;I still have to pay Karen like 18 for training, 10 for wkw. I think I owe my mum another 10 for that wild haircut. :(&lt;br /&gt;I owe like about 50 bucks to numerous people. Fuck. My horoscope says I'll have money coming to me soon and you know what, I tried to be a good friend I withdrew 108 dollars for Krystal. Come to think of it, I don't think she'd do the same. Like fuck. I need cash. My monthly allowance is only gonna come after Vaunt. How?!&lt;br /&gt;What's more the fucking TV doesn't want to show Amelie Mauresmo VS Megahn Shaughnessy!&lt;br /&gt;They are showing Nalbandian VS Wawrinka! Wtf. Why can't they prioritize. It's so obvious those 2 is gonna play for a long time! They are so evenly matched! I can't stand it! Show a glimpse of Mauresmo bashing that teeny ass of Shaughnessy now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God, I think I'm gonna cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114882680436264828?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114882680436264828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114882680436264828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114882680436264828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114882680436264828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-calling-out-for-you-you-know-im.html' title='I&apos;m calling out for you, you know i&apos;m breaking down.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114878624641413229</id><published>2006-05-28T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T11:17:26.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They never noticed the despair in his eyes.</title><content type='html'>I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to face it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't take another.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114878624641413229?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114878624641413229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114878624641413229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114878624641413229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114878624641413229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/they-never-noticed-despair-in-his-eyes.html' title='They never noticed the despair in his eyes.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114873957370099018</id><published>2006-05-27T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T22:19:33.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We stand together in rebellion.</title><content type='html'>Today, i feel like going against the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i'd like to know why is smoking more socially unaccepted than drinking.&lt;br /&gt;My reasons are so because, smoking and drinking is only legal to 18 and up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;shucks, my nose started bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking like smoking is also considered a drug.&lt;br /&gt;With Drinking addiction the person dies faster than a smoker who smokes 1 pack a day.&lt;br /&gt;When people smoke, they go on a high. When people drink, they too go on a high, but drinking too much causes the person to get drunk resulting in failed senses. Whereas smoking only makes the person get high even after the whole pack.&lt;br /&gt;I believe if one day, i picked up a ciggarette to smoke. You shouldn't stop me. Cos i don't believe you didn't drink. It's the fucking same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I'd like to know why Gays and Lesbians are not socially accepted as well.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with a girl kissing another girl? What's wrong with a guy kissing another guy?&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely nothing! They can have all the premarital sex they want and they aren't gonna cause any unwanted pregnancy. Whereas the normal heterosexual couples have to take so many precautionary measures in order not to get pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that, gay sex does have a little bit of the HIV problem. But compare their problem to the normal heterosexual couples.  The girl gives birth the guy leaves her. The girl doesn't know what to do, leave him to die. Or they go for an abortion! what on earth! LESBIAN CAN HAVE ALL THE SEX THEY WANT TO FULFIL THEIR DESIRES AND YET NO DANGER IS REALLY CAUSED ( except for LBD, but i dont want to get into that ) sorry i can't say the same for gays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114873957370099018?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114873957370099018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114873957370099018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114873957370099018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114873957370099018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-stand-together-in-rebellion.html' title='We stand together in rebellion.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114872211792163365</id><published>2006-05-27T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T17:28:37.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sad, I tore my shorts. My favourite pair of school shorts!! Then again, all of them are my favourite. I love school shorts. ( as in the old one ) they are so comfy! and i didnt like tear the part where when people who are fat bend down then that part rips! I tore the sides cos i accidentally tugged on it with my foot. I'm so sad. Gotta have to sew it up. OOOMPH. i can't sew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114872211792163365?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114872211792163365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114872211792163365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114872211792163365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114872211792163365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-so-sad-i-tore-my-shorts.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114870940661938206</id><published>2006-05-27T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T13:56:46.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good times gonna come.</title><content type='html'>I guess, we could be like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, i like it like this.&lt;br /&gt;I know, One day it's still gonna spill out.&lt;br /&gt;But at least i guess, i know i'll still have you.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not. I guess you should just,&lt;br /&gt;let me feel good now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll regret later. Somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114870940661938206?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114870940661938206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114870940661938206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114870940661938206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114870940661938206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-times-gonna-come.html' title='Good times gonna come.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114870536128164331</id><published>2006-05-27T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T12:49:21.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEE-YOUCH!</title><content type='html'>I've damn annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;I've got 4 cuts on my finger cos i tried to break the shaver.&lt;br /&gt;They sting a lot when water get's on it.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, i have like, 12 mozzie bites.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114870536128164331?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114870536128164331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114870536128164331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114870536128164331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114870536128164331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/eeee-youch.html' title='EEEE-YOUCH!'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114865156934558663</id><published>2006-05-26T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:52:49.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and we are driving.</title><content type='html'>OMG. my nose is bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stil having my mensus.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i'm gonna need a lot of iron.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy!&lt;br /&gt;I got 12th in class!&lt;br /&gt;Last year i was like, 20/30+.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, the class is going Marina&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda excited!&lt;br /&gt;My first outing with this class.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who's going.&lt;br /&gt;Call Krystal to go.&lt;br /&gt;EHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;Excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i was supposed to do something. But i don't dare.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so shy. :( HAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114865156934558663?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114865156934558663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114865156934558663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114865156934558663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114865156934558663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-we-are-driving.html' title='and we are driving.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114856749971965603</id><published>2006-05-25T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:31:39.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really would, i really really would if you let me. This is driving me nuts. Nuts, NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;I'VE GONE FUCKING NUTS. FUCKING NUTS. I'M GOING NUTS. I'M CRINGING. I'M NOT HERE. I'M NOT THERE I'M NOT ANYWHERE. NAFCVDSFZBUTS I'M GOING NUTS&lt;br /&gt;AFKJIOSDHNIOSXDVM,as&gt;? :dGIXJPO[QWC&lt;br /&gt;AMD XV. X VDFBFBGVFXCV CRFSGEHQWDSVBNG HTX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114856749971965603?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114856749971965603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114856749971965603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114856749971965603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114856749971965603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-really-would-i-really-really-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114856700915585612</id><published>2006-05-25T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:23:29.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear _, sincerely me.</title><content type='html'>I guess, I no longer have no more words to explain how I feel. It's indescribable. There's so much i want to say, but i really don't know how to say it anymore. I'll just have to wait, till i get the chance. But even so, i may not know what i want to say. This feeling is just driving me nuts. I can't go on like this, How can i keep all in me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love, you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114856700915585612?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114856700915585612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114856700915585612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114856700915585612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114856700915585612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/dear-sincerely-me.html' title='Dear _, sincerely me.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114853507047630643</id><published>2006-05-25T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T13:31:10.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I didn't go to school today. So i've been hanging around the house, dyed my hair, ate and washed my hair. My hair colour couldn't come out cos i've dark hair. But the whites are now, purple. Great. WONDERFUL. perfect. I think i'll dye it pink later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT! i dropped breadcrumbs into the keyboard of the laptop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114853507047630643?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114853507047630643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114853507047630643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114853507047630643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114853507047630643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-didnt-go-to-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114848522692798351</id><published>2006-05-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:40:43.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham colton band.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You make me wanna smoke a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna be someone else&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna be somebody you would leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i've done the irreversible.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i've changed.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, i did.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will see me in a different light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114848522692798351?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114848522692798351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114848522692798351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114848522692798351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114848522692798351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/graham-colton-band_24.html' title='Graham colton band.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114845959433460288</id><published>2006-05-24T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T16:33:14.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to bring you down so badly.</title><content type='html'>Today, school was ok. It started off, odd. I felt really out of place and missing. But it just got better as the day went on, Ronin and 987fm came to school. I couldn't give the letter to young to make a dedication. But i took the letter cut it and posted it into the person's locker. I don't know, I guess i should get some stuff done now, then i'll just be ok and not so, like that. Alright, wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114845959433460288?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114845959433460288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114845959433460288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114845959433460288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114845959433460288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-just-want-to-bring-you-down-so-badly.html' title='I just want to bring you down so badly.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114839283699276099</id><published>2006-05-23T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:00:37.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That you mean it, And i knew that you meant it.</title><content type='html'>My heart is hanging by a thread.&lt;br /&gt;I'm breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't go.&lt;br /&gt;I might not survive.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over you.&lt;br /&gt;For sure.&lt;br /&gt;But i want you now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold on.&lt;br /&gt;Don't break it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114839283699276099?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114839283699276099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114839283699276099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114839283699276099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114839283699276099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/that-you-mean-it-and-i-knew-that-you.html' title='That you mean it, And i knew that you meant it.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114839155105562084</id><published>2006-05-23T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:39:11.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graham Colton band</title><content type='html'>Are you far away in a new life?&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing the same dress that you wore when we met the first night?&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling it in a different time?&lt;br /&gt;Are you telling the same jokes that you told me when we met the first time?&lt;br /&gt;The first time how we slept with the light on&lt;br /&gt;And the sun's coming up and we woke up on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything that you feel that you can't describe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why can't it be like the first week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Am I far away in your thoughts sometimes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you telling your friends that you can't live without him like we met the first time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you lie awake and wonder why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is it always the same thing or is this just a new dream that's keeping you up at night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time how we slept with the light on&lt;br /&gt;and the sun's comin up and we woke up on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the things that you feel that you can't describe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why can't it be like the first week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been up and down your street calling your house&lt;br /&gt;I won't wait up till you get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just maybe better off alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time how we slept with the light on&lt;br /&gt;and the sun's comin up and we woke up on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all the things that you feel that I can't describe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why can't it be...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night how we slept with the light off&lt;br /&gt;All the stars shine above&lt;br /&gt;And all our clothes are on the floor&lt;br /&gt;All the things that I feel that I can't describe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why can't it be like the first week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't even know why, i try.&lt;br /&gt;You don't even care.&lt;br /&gt;I don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i shouldn't. I'm nothing to you.&lt;br /&gt;You are you, i am me.&lt;br /&gt;We just are what you and me are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you, i sort of do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i don't know how to put it to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114839155105562084?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114839155105562084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114839155105562084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114839155105562084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114839155105562084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/graham-colton-band.html' title='Graham Colton band'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114838103401203159</id><published>2006-05-23T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:43:54.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duran duran</title><content type='html'>I miss you so much,&lt;br /&gt;It's like you're so near and yet so far.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;But, why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My promises of a better day,&lt;br /&gt;means, today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114838103401203159?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114838103401203159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114838103401203159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114838103401203159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114838103401203159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/duran-duran.html' title='duran duran'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114828544996053857</id><published>2006-05-22T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T16:10:49.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREADLESS MADE MY DAY!</title><content type='html'>Good day people. I had a sucky day in school and threadless made my day! I love threadless! Really! I was walking home and thinking bout all the unpleasant stuff, then i went home and my maid passed me a package. IT WAS FROM SKINNY CORP! yay! threadless, i love threadless! more shirts more shirts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114828544996053857?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114828544996053857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114828544996053857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114828544996053857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114828544996053857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/threadless-made-my-day.html' title='THREADLESS MADE MY DAY!'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114820492933642566</id><published>2006-05-21T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T17:48:49.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like faded jeans you won't give up.</title><content type='html'>I dreamed of horrible things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed i fought with Mabel. Verbally.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed i fought with Kohila. Physically.&lt;br /&gt;I can'te remember why i fought with Mabel,&lt;br /&gt;but i remembered i fought with Kohila cos she&lt;br /&gt;happily plonked herself on our recess table.&lt;br /&gt;She talked as if she were Maryanne,&lt;br /&gt;i got pissed i asked her to get lost.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't want to,&lt;br /&gt;i pulled her up.&lt;br /&gt;I pushed her and punched her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of Merl as well.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm not going to details,&lt;br /&gt;Joyceh will start going crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114820492933642566?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114820492933642566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114820492933642566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114820492933642566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114820492933642566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/like-faded-jeans-you-wont-give-up.html' title='like faded jeans you won&apos;t give up.'/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7246475.post-114812449669700839</id><published>2006-05-20T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T19:28:16.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY! i just plucked out that little hair strand stuck in my bra which was aggravating my skin. Poor skin, hope you feel better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7246475-114812449669700839?l=devout-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/feeds/114812449669700839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7246475&amp;postID=114812449669700839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114812449669700839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7246475/posts/default/114812449669700839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devout-.blogspot.com/2006/05/finally-i-just-plucked-out-that-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Greeeenfunk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05844303647838179345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
