<?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-37222931</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:18:03.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get low.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37222931.post-116775402766683457</id><published>2007-01-02T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T00:15:31.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still you said forever, who knew.</title><content type='html'>happy new year! hope this year would be a better one for me. id just like to leave it all behind. well, here comes the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting back results really soon and that isn't good. i just know im not gonna have a smile on my face when i get that piece of paper. oh well i just hope i get at least a 3 for art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont be blogging already. i think its a stupid idea of letting everyone read what you have done today, yest or a century ago. like who the hell cares abt what i do. ill blog when im bored, au contrare. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, have fun at school tmr people! while i have to find a job that i can tolerate with for.. 6 to 7 months. rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need club therapy.. soon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, happy 18th birthday to lawrence the old donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye people, god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116775402766683457?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116775402766683457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116775402766683457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116775402766683457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116775402766683457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2007/01/still-you-said-forever-who-knew.html' title='Still you said forever, who knew.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116708151439611724</id><published>2006-12-26T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T05:20:51.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bizarre love triangle</title><content type='html'>xmas countdown was boring. practically nth to do. but well, reached home like ard 4 plus 5. woke up at 9 for church service. double yawns. its quite amazing im still up now. i amaze myself once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/1600/751903/%3F%3F%3FD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/200/158845/%3F%3F%3FD.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found this pic. ahahaha so funny. he's my brother. no as in real blood. cool right, we dont look alike at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/1600/261560/f38b77b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/200/357044/f38b77b3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/1600/195348/PIC_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/200/551397/PIC_0090.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sweet sixteen. :D it doesnt look like its only a year ago but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/1600/438641/IMAG0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/200/495007/IMAG0058.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao kaku your hair damn long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/1600/172419/IMAG0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/200/156500/IMAG0045.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pris sibei cute sial aahahahahaha youre gonna kill me for posting this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/1600/968867/PIC_0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/200/204561/PIC_0486.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/1600/944666/PIC_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/200/200808/PIC_0026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emi without piercings. wa thats old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la enough of the random pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck banglahs. you better dont smile later ppl suddenly see a bright light and think theyre in heaven. pussy. get sprayed by foam also so happy. happy people make you whiter ah. hope your family all die la. come singapore as labourer then wanna get horny. fug cow testicles hear me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im tired alr. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not fierce, im nice if ure worth being nice to. and when will you just stop insulting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116708151439611724?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116708151439611724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116708151439611724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116708151439611724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116708151439611724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/bizarre-love-triangle.html' title='Bizarre love triangle'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116686657048246926</id><published>2006-12-23T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T17:36:13.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>partay!</title><content type='html'>dxo today! hope it'll be better than the previous time. dont know what to do for countdown tho. coccolatte? maybe.&lt;br /&gt;aiya.&lt;br /&gt;my parents are taking seriously long to reach home. i need money! TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im jobless and im happy and gay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that was so random bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry kurisimasu!&lt;br /&gt;(kawaii neh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116686657048246926?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116686657048246926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116686657048246926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116686657048246926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116686657048246926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/partay.html' title='partay!'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116654633346173469</id><published>2006-12-19T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T00:38:54.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overrated.</title><content type='html'>stupead blogger refused to load but well here i am. once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; supposed to be at dxo right now la. instead im stuck at home. ): cat didnt want to go so if it was emi and me only it would be damn boring. and our wallets would be featherlight.aha. so didnt. sorry jude! 23rd all must go dont care! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; went to melacca for a day like 2 days ago. it was pouring la and i was like freezing my ass off in the car. tsk but did abit of shopping! :D didnt buy much la, sadly. will be going genting on the 27th also.  more shopping! yayyyy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; meeting up with cuzins and godma for din tmr. planned to stay over at godma's place. yay guitar heros! :D gonna get my hair done the next day. and no shane, i wont turn into a bimbo blonde. tskk.&lt;br /&gt; my ipod strap snapped. sniff ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i am damn bored now, no one to entertain me. oh oh jude's a damn good entertainer. hahaha. cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; im getting sleeepy. yawns.&lt;br /&gt; i love family guy. who doesnt love family guy you love family guy dont you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh and happy 18th birthday to shawn and sherm! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116654633346173469?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116654633346173469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116654633346173469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116654633346173469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116654633346173469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/overrated.html' title='overrated.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116620329069498360</id><published>2006-12-16T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:21:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The like- Too late</title><content type='html'>caught the holiday with yh. it was quite nice. we both didnt know what the show was about actually. but halfway thru the film i remembered i watched the trailer for it a few months back. the cinema was damn cold we were practically freezing out asses off. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; mos on the 23rd! anyone going? let me know if you are alright! farid and gang are going too. yayness :D and that stupid bj havent confirmed with me when she's free la. faster leh dez and i waiting for you. hurryhurryhurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i miss 5n3. ): all the times we had. i think we were the most united class in lousy changkat la. yay us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ive been afraid of being regretful. but now im sure ive made the right choice. love my girls many many! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahahaha and my friend's nick is damn stupid. 'what do u do when a girl's chasing you? run lo' .__________________.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116620329069498360?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116620329069498360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116620329069498360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116620329069498360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116620329069498360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/like-too-late.html' title='The like- Too late'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116611540767246794</id><published>2006-12-14T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T01:00:12.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just not feeling the christmas spirit.</title><content type='html'>zoukd on tues. dj sucked, but it was way better than dxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its cuz im the only girl who had actually rejected you, you cant accept it. just face reality and quit all the childish acts. you think youre super hot and girls go gaga over you. go find one then. get the fuck away from me. go flirt somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;screw you. hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emi's gone for 2 days on hols. chris, boo and friends went japan also. wth i wanna go also. ): tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with nick and all today. GOD i miss him so much! and now he has a brit accent. hahaha so cute. like NO WAY, you've GOT to be kiddin me. he's probably reading this but nvm. :D then shopped with mom after godma,nick and aunt left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat's sick. ): get well soon alright! loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jude is emoooooooooo and faaaat. hahahaha no im kidding. seriously dont kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116611540767246794?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116611540767246794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116611540767246794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116611540767246794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116611540767246794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-not-feeling-christmas-spirit.html' title='just not feeling the christmas spirit.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116565519501027317</id><published>2006-12-09T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T17:06:35.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll meet you tonight on top of the world</title><content type='html'>what do guys take me for?! i dont just go out with you like that juz cuz you have my number. im not that cheap. &amp;amp; what? i dont even know what you look like. screw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to find something else to do. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116565519501027317?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116565519501027317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116565519501027317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116565519501027317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116565519501027317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-meet-you-tonight-on-top-of-world.html' title='i&apos;ll meet you tonight on top of the world'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116555163956839841</id><published>2006-12-08T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T12:20:39.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/1600/758713/320-shoppingbag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5593/2267/200/505363/320-shoppingbag.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was browsing through my files and i came across this. i just had to post it and HAHAHAHAHAHA i swear this is damn funny. dumb lawrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay going out soon. wee .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;your voice was the soundtrack of my summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;do you know you're unlike any other?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you'll always be my thunder, and i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;your eyes are the brightest of all the colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i don't wanna ever love another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you'll always be my thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;so bring on the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; bring on the thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116555163956839841?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116555163956839841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116555163956839841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116555163956839841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116555163956839841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/note-to-self.html' title='note to self.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116550918344245435</id><published>2006-12-07T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:33:03.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heroine.</title><content type='html'>i guess my troubles are over. are they? hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG DEAL AH!?!??! pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you you you dont lie ah i bet youre asking him and her to help you right then then you using her to try to get me right and pls la dont think so la hor dont you have your own ways instead of pressurizing him and her to help you cuz cuz  they dont have a choice huh you big lump of fart no credibility and *takes deep breath* wanna action barbie  you pig shit i dont give a damn alr la egoistic being you dont deserve anything and admit that youre just another one of those despo flirts!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ZOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did practically nothing today. watched cartoons, laid on bed staring at ceiling, watched deathnote's anime version. different from the one i watched in the movies. but still nice. L looks scary in the anime instead of cute looking. aahahahahahah so hwani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh yeah, anyone interested in clubbing? dxo on the 14th. carnival party.there'll be carnival people. yeah. ladies get free flow of candy floss. hahahaha. tickets selling at 18 lollars. interested msg or call me at 96484675 so i can let my friend know. he's selling tickets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i44.photobucket.com/albums/f17/irockyousuckeggs/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored. i dont see why money cant just fall from the sky. and why is there a money tree when it doesnt even grow money! makes it pointless to call it a money tree right, cuz like mango trees grow mangoes. so money trees by right should grow money right? ): im just finding excuses as to why im such a big spendtrift so i dont got alot of money. entertain me la. i got like 12 lollars now la. buy what! 4 packets of chiken lice. hahaha lice. and im stuck at home again tmr. everyone's busy! nvm stay home get money isnt that dim anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay if youre reading this im proud of you that you have read this far but you dont get a prize. unlame please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still jobless. how sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116550918344245435?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116550918344245435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116550918344245435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116550918344245435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116550918344245435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/heroine.html' title='heroine.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116541295371317051</id><published>2006-12-06T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:49:13.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe its best you leave me alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;the all american rejects- it ends tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited the smilies in my cbox to kill time. go check them out. quite cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont know what to do anymore. i feel like im running from it instead of facing it. easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to blog abt alr. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116541295371317051?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116541295371317051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116541295371317051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116541295371317051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116541295371317051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/maybe-its-best-you-leave-me-alone.html' title='Maybe its best you leave me alone.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116533452354846317</id><published>2006-12-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:02:03.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shakira- illegal.</title><content type='html'>new skin, new change. right.&lt;br /&gt;been home few days straight. so fun yah. im going to be sick soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so confusing when you dont even know for sure what you're doing and if its the right thing to do. you know you would regret it yet you dont want it now when its right there under your nose staring at you waiting for a reply. turning away's a really tempting thought but it would be too hurtful. what to do, whats there to do? if thats not enough, the past comes back and hits u right in the face and then you're left there on the cold floor not knowing whether to stand up or just to lay there till it engulfs you. and the biggest issue is that i dont even know whether i like it or not. yet another stands there doing nothing but just looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;santa please give me a huge sack so i can tie myself up thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Who would have thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;That you could hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The way you've done it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So deliberate, so determined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And since you have been gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I bite my nails for days and hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And question my own questions on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So tell me now, tell me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Why you're so far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;When I'm still so close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't even know the meaning of the words “I'm sorry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You said you would love me until you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And as far as I know you're still alive, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't even know the meaning of the words “I'm sorry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I tried so hard to be attentive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;To all you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Always supportive, always patient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;What did I do wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm wondering for days and hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It's here, it isn't here where you belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyhow, anyhow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I wish you both all the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope you get along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;But you don't even know the meaning of the words “I'm sorry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You said you would love me until you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And as far as I know you're still alive, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't even know the meaning of the words “I'm sorry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't even know the meaning of the words “I'm sorry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You said you would love me until you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;And as far as I know you're still alive, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't even know the meaning of the words “I'm sorry”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm starting to believe it should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Open heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Open heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It should be illegal to deceive a woman's heart&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/37222931-116533452354846317?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116533452354846317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116533452354846317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116533452354846317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116533452354846317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/12/shakira-illegal.html' title='Shakira- illegal.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116470372221996272</id><published>2006-11-28T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:48:42.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get low.</title><content type='html'>its been so boring at home nowadays. yet when i go out, its always the problem of where to go, what to do and all. i wanna club! damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need a part-time job. any intros? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always say you're thinking of me. i dont think so. friends say youre a nice guy. but? i dont really know. there's abit of communication problems where we dont really understand each other. we'll just take it slow, like i said. do i like you? i dont know. am i liking the wrong person? beh ahahahahahaha. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating a passionfruit. sad they dont sell it in singapore. ill settle for an apple then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom wants me to set the xmas tree up. thats like quite a tedious task eh. hahaha im just lazy. soon la. xmas is nearinggg!! godma's tree is up alr. hope i dont get hello kitty stuff again this year. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom's bugging me to go do up the tree now. groans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok replies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;caron: well you can, but id think youre damn wierd.poor caron. LOL wth. you talk to me then! aha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;emi: at least over alr! ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ven: later you come 10 times. haahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mich:hard meh! well you found it.lol. np girl. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cat: haha act hwani ah you. thankew you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;where's the love man! ok random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im switching back to illicitloveaffair.blogspot so dont link this alright. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116470372221996272?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116470372221996272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116470372221996272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116470372221996272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116470372221996272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/11/get-low.html' title='get low.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116454136715237318</id><published>2006-11-26T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:42:47.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self.</title><content type='html'>ookeye. so im like posting for my own reference. but nvm. i just like typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so dead at home nowadays and i need to go out! although i just went out yest. but whatever, i want out! god im glad that Os are officially over but now here comes pure blah-ness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this comPEUUtur is damn laggy. and i dont know why. BEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another party on the 5th at mos. farid and gang might be going but well. dont know? dxo on emi's bday too, she'll be like finally 17. ahahahahahahahhahahahaha im so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at vivo today with family. saw kenny, typical workplace man. lol. saw chuling and steph too. havent seen them for eons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling so random right now that i. dont know what ill do. hahahaha i need a job. AND ben&amp;jerry's 'everything but the' ice cream. ill marry anyone who buys me a huge tub of that ice cream. HAHA no im kidding. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prom was L.A.M.E. smiled alot tho. took many many pictures. refer to friends' blogs. lazybones here doesnt really bother to post them up. no one knows abt this blog anyway furthermore read this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tallyho !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116454136715237318?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116454136715237318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116454136715237318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116454136715237318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116454136715237318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/11/note-to-self.html' title='note to self.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116344251542187026</id><published>2006-11-14T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:39:44.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a jet plane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;so kiss me and smile for me,&lt;br /&gt;tell me that you'll wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;hold me like you'll never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;i'm leavin' on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;i Don't know when i'll be back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os is almost over. just 2 more papers. hist and science mcq. agreed to meet up with so many people, i dont even remember alr. all the dates. but dont worry emi, i wont forget your birthday.ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that particular song popped up at random in my ipod just as im typing this. gives me that old warm sinking feeling. but me, of all people, know that it wouldnt happen. it wont. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;'step up's a really good show. but it'd be better with more parts on them dancing. there was far too little plot and too little dancing. id rate 4 jellybeans out of five. Duane Adler's fucking hot. he's the hottie in 'She's the man' if u guys didnt know. he's like one of those guys who walks pass you and your glasses go foggy. if you have glasses on that is. oh what am i typing. next show i have to catch is the covenant. super cute guys in the show, a must watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5593/2267/1600/stepup.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5593/2267/200/stepup.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa rosenberg's hot too. but duane's definitely hotter. just check out his figure. i simply have a fetish for guys who work out.:D oh secret's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay its late. im gonna like sleep now. &lt;br /&gt;BuAiiZxzXs..~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and manda how fucking pain was your smiley piercing la seriously i checked it out and i winced. shudders. if it hurts when you smile id have to meet you soon. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im talking to the computer again. great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116344251542187026?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116344251542187026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116344251542187026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116344251542187026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116344251542187026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/11/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a jet plane'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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-37222931.post-116298729282006736</id><published>2006-11-08T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:02:25.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>i am so bored right now. and blogging is what i do to keep myself entertained for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 3 more stupid papers to go! yaaaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics paper was damn diff. (pulls hair out)&lt;br /&gt;no common sense questions. so fucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who comes up to me saying that the physics paper is easy deserves a slap across the face. oh oh and a plunger over your head so as to suck your oh-too-huge brain out of that teeny skull. random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like you you and you la. you know you very fucking. fucking is right. HAHAHAHAHAAHAhahahHAHAH! POINTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASALLELASALLELASALLE&lt;br /&gt;HEREICOMEHEREICOMEHEREICOME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37222931-116298729282006736?l=lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/feeds/116298729282006736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37222931&amp;postID=116298729282006736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116298729282006736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37222931/posts/default/116298729282006736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lipstickandbruises-.blogspot.com/2006/11/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>millie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04920816535200571978</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>
