<?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-2611931618291125790</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:07:10.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paper hearts &amp; blue roses</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-9212883429150652791</id><published>2008-07-16T14:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T14:13:18.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOG REMOVED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;http://blurtofeuphoria.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-9212883429150652791?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/9212883429150652791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=9212883429150652791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/9212883429150652791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/9212883429150652791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-removed.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-2046935582537270851</id><published>2008-07-15T22:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:50:37.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harder to breathe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you stand in the garden and saw a beautiful rose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you picked it up but was pricked my the thorn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you stood there crying, but the pain remained,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's a hidden agenda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(lockedup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everythingisallcrampedupnowandthereissimplynoairformetobreathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ificouldjuststopthinkingforthirtyseconds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;iwouldbejustsohappy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(/lockedup)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm sorry mom but i can't take in any more bad news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;history means past/over/gone, just the story of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-2046935582537270851?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2046935582537270851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2046935582537270851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2046935582537270851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2046935582537270851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-stand-in-garden-and-saw-beautiful.html' title='harder to breathe'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-8254362042586954270</id><published>2008-07-14T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:08:49.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skirt and capo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;2 weeks since i last played on my guitar. not the strings but my fingers are getting rusty, gotta practice once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and finally! i bought my capo. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can start to play the songs i wanna play. buck it up! the list is piling up... any recommendation of good songs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay, i've got my skirt too! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after all, i am a girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(edited)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if the world was in my hands, how would it be like? what are the reasons behind my plans? what are the plans and decisions will i make? what are the choices in life i would take? would it even be great, or just temporarily successful? would it be idealistic or realistic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just once, not twice, never thrice - that's why it's in Your hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(/edited)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-8254362042586954270?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/8254362042586954270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=8254362042586954270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8254362042586954270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8254362042586954270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/skirt-and-capo.html' title='skirt and capo'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-3384070433978006954</id><published>2008-07-13T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T20:58:18.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't smile without you</title><content type='html'>malaysia-ed; one word - FUN.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't knew food was so cheap over there, it was worth it. unfortunately, it was the opposite for shopping. practically, we ate, walked, ate, movied and ate (again). Hellboy II was pretty awesome, interesting. sundays are the worse days to catch a movie, but over there, you're paying half-price (comparing the currency). awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baskin Robbins is totally awesome! such a pity that we don't have it here locally. it would definitely be a great attraction for everyone - tourists and citizens, trust me. :) apple mint and cuppucino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trained. bused. bused. trained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;train journeys are fun when something INTERESTING happens. ;) you know, i know, we know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know i can't smile without you...&lt;/span&gt; (it's stuck in my head, again)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-3384070433978006954?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/3384070433978006954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=3384070433978006954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3384070433978006954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3384070433978006954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/cant-smile-without-you.html' title='can&apos;t smile without you'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-5169903953568705653</id><published>2008-07-10T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:31:49.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Venice dreams</title><content type='html'>watching a show about Venice now and i'm so inspired to go there. not because it's a place that's sinking soon but the beauty of arts attracts me so much. i just wanna go there, free and easy, probably watch a musical or so and attend a romantic masquerade. :) Italian seems like an interesting language, and the people love to sing so much.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sing for me in Italian, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my head is currently full of ideas and thoughts, and for some, it's hard to put them into words. morning was a time full of deep thoughts - complication.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't leave the puzzle undone, have a good look at the whole picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;celebrate when bad things are happening, because the good is coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5169903953568705653?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5169903953568705653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=5169903953568705653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5169903953568705653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5169903953568705653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/venice-dreams.html' title='Venice dreams'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-3648596056227095582</id><published>2008-07-09T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T14:20:49.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hands and dirt</title><content type='html'>when you placed your hands onto the ground and surrender during the game,&lt;div&gt;you're digging your own grave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-3648596056227095582?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/3648596056227095582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=3648596056227095582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3648596056227095582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3648596056227095582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/hands-and-dirt.html' title='hands and dirt'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-2265070637469011335</id><published>2008-07-08T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T13:33:00.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>innocence</title><content type='html'>didn't went for lessons today. why? because my tummy isn't a happy tummy today - that's why it's called an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;upset tummy&lt;/span&gt;. what did i ate wrong? :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think about the little things that make life great...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This innocence is brilliant, I hope that it will stay. This moment is perfect, please don't walk away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-2265070637469011335?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2265070637469011335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2265070637469011335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2265070637469011335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2265070637469011335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/innocence.html' title='innocence'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-9078327294741397640</id><published>2008-07-08T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:36:32.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 songs on 7th july</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SHJCTdyO7MI/AAAAAAAAACE/nxKP6EI-uDU/s1600-h/Photo+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SHJCTdyO7MI/AAAAAAAAACE/nxKP6EI-uDU/s320/Photo+104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220307820256095426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thanks for all the fun we had tonight, it was totally awesome! :) i'll send to you guys the photos soon and admire my beautiful face, haha. pictures of us &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hung upon the the wall for the world to see&lt;/span&gt;. lalala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;out the whole day and i'm bushed. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time flies when you're having fun&lt;/span&gt;. this sentence sounds like it's from a song, oh well. so how long does fun lasts? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when darkness turns to light, it ends tonight&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a year flew by just so fast, it seems like yesterday when it was Live Earth Day - 7th July 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You saved me, You rescued me, You pulled me, You touched me, You love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-9078327294741397640?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/9078327294741397640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=9078327294741397640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/9078327294741397640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/9078327294741397640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-songs-on-7th-july.html' title='3 songs on 7th july'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SHJCTdyO7MI/AAAAAAAAACE/nxKP6EI-uDU/s72-c/Photo+104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-1809147215681823224</id><published>2008-07-06T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T01:05:37.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th july's surprises</title><content type='html'>the 3 surprises that happened today, 5th july 2008:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) i found my 6-years lost primary school friend, Aisyah, whom to my surprise are friends with my ex-classmates&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Shengjia is my primary school junior&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) i won something from MTV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D awesome day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: 2 more days and i'm a one-year-old Christian, coolios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God i give it all to you, i can't hold the water in my hands for long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Father And Mother I Love You = Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-1809147215681823224?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/1809147215681823224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=1809147215681823224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/1809147215681823224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/1809147215681823224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/5th-julys-surprises.html' title='5th july&apos;s surprises'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-7532928050584767081</id><published>2008-07-05T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T01:46:47.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone needs love</title><content type='html'>amazing; watched 'Hancock' with my family today. it was an awesome show, no doubt. Will Smith is a great actor, he's got the brains. this movie has got a mixture of everything - action, humour and excitement. somehow, this movie sent me a great message, saying&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"everyone needs to be loved, so love all that you see even if he has done the least."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm glad because it's finally the time for a good break - saturday a.k.a. Sabbath Day. this is the reason why i love fridays. the thrill of tomorrow's arrival makes me excited. :) wonder what's for church tomorrow. family photos are needed, is that a hint for something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a full stop to this summer's sales. that's all for the local shopping. what i'm waiting for now is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;overseas shopping&lt;/span&gt;, hahahah. whoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;: you can never wear the clothes here, they are too small for you. you can only wear clothings from xxx (i'm not going to mention names here).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: i know, and they're expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;: yes, very expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: but they look good on me, riiiggghhhttttt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;u&gt;you're making me proud by looking nice.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(to my dear mommy even though she might not see this: don't regret your last sentence mom...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fairfield's funfair tomorrow - how's it gonna be? what changes will i see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You placed the stars in the skies and You know them by name, You are amazing God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-7532928050584767081?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/7532928050584767081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=7532928050584767081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/7532928050584767081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/7532928050584767081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyone-needs-love.html' title='everyone needs love'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-7128972956048293853</id><published>2008-07-01T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T20:37:10.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i am beginning to like family outings more and more, and not because i don't have to bring my wallet out with me, but because of how we can bond with each other as a family. doesn't that word sound nice to you? family... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks sharyl for all her help today during math-mugging session. she got me understood math better and i feel smarter, hahaha. i don't wanna fail it again, huh. and guess what, we bought cheap cds today! hmv is definitely a paradise of happiness for me. we went bonkers looking at the cheap cds and started pondering if we should get any. well duh, we did. :) who doesn't like good and cheap stuffs?! :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wellwellwell, &lt;u&gt;i wanna try gloria jean's coffee soon.&lt;/u&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: charlene thinks my posts are getting too emo. i'm sadded. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it feels like it's the first time that anybody's ever brought the sun without the rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-7128972956048293853?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/7128972956048293853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=7128972956048293853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/7128972956048293853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/7128972956048293853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-beginning-to-like-family-outings.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-1448920992076619254</id><published>2008-06-30T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:14:25.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people suffer from monday blues because it's a start of work/school, which meant getting up early once again. rise and shine in the early morning of 7am, it is the end of rest and back to work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i failed my math test, and yes, i failed it. thankfully, i'm given a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;second chance&lt;/span&gt; on thursday. let's see how things will go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;milkrun's this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt;. let's hope for the very best and give it all in one shot! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;life is simple, for now. big things are yet to come. You show me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-1448920992076619254?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/1448920992076619254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=1448920992076619254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/1448920992076619254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/1448920992076619254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/people-suffer-from-monday-blues-because.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-8198443976925777600</id><published>2008-06-26T13:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:35:08.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it looks really cute when the whole class is playing the same game - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE WORLD'S HARDEST GAME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-8198443976925777600?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/8198443976925777600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=8198443976925777600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8198443976925777600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8198443976925777600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/it-looks-really-cute-when-whole-class.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-2877585890682263803</id><published>2008-06-24T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:27:42.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>math test phobia</title><content type='html'>using the school's comp to blog now, i'm too bored. everyone's mugging for math test, which is going to happen in about 1.5 hours time. don't know what i can do now, i feel too tired to continue. the coffee isn't working, currently, and my head's spinning like a merry-go-round. in other words, it's best to have a full 10 hours of beauty sleep on the night before any major paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tests are also major papers, yes they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;math, i really do. but it doesn't want me to &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; it. awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just ask for a pass for this test. i don't wish to fail it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, please take it away from me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-2877585890682263803?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2877585890682263803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2877585890682263803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2877585890682263803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2877585890682263803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/math-test-phobia.html' title='math test phobia'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-9089857060287178047</id><published>2008-06-23T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:01:25.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mathsucks</title><content type='html'>honestly, i have no idea how i am going to survive within the next few hours. here i am, sitting in front of my dear white typing while i'm supposed to mug for my math test&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mock &lt;/span&gt;at math when i can answer all questions,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but now this mock test prepared by my math teacher is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mocking&lt;/span&gt; at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;math, you make me mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taylor makes me happy. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;math math math math math math math math math math math.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unscramble the words: samuchtsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-9089857060287178047?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/9089857060287178047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-4509383255621320886</id><published>2008-06-21T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T23:56:08.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's time to publish a new dictionary and burn the old one away. new words to use, new meanings to learn.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i believe that hard work pays off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love the peace You've given me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4509383255621320886?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4509383255621320886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4509383255621320886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4509383255621320886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4509383255621320886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-time-to-publish-new-dictionary-and.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-2858251490764364502</id><published>2008-06-19T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:22:12.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pocketful of sunshine</title><content type='html'>i've got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pocketful of sunshine&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now take me away to a secret place, the sweet escape :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-2858251490764364502?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-6817139311285307829</id><published>2008-06-15T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:40:44.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crushed</title><content type='html'>my dear, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;crushes&lt;/span&gt; are painful, and that is why they are called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, now you know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;diamonds, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need Moses to cross this sea of loneliness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;part this red river of pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-6817139311285307829?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/6817139311285307829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=6817139311285307829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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download BIG files. and finally, i can type what i want. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i mention it or what? amazing race was totally awesome. i apologize if i did &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; that wasn't pleasing, ha. but i'm really glad that everyone enjoyed this day. scars and injuries are way coooooool! they make you feel heroic, don't they?&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after all, miracles do happen.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;physically tired. didn't slept on sunday night and thursday night, but it was awesome! it is always starbucks that perks me up and gave me the energy that i need, and it is always the same frappucino. i'm addicted, and i'm craving for it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday we'll know if love can move a mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday we'll know why the sky is blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday we'll know why i wasn't meant for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday we'll know why samson loved dalilah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one day i'll go dancing on the moon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday you'll know that i was the one for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someday we'll know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love this song. it's stuck in my head. and i need a holiday, a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-1269396059737629226?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-5977582557454613719</id><published>2008-06-11T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:59:44.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need improvement.&lt;div&gt;i need motivation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's fun to read about your friends' past, old posts from the their blogs. get to know them better. know their lives before and how much have they changed/grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;p.s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i want a sidekick!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5977582557454613719?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5977582557454613719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=5977582557454613719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5977582557454613719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5977582557454613719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-improvement.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-416269692052350990</id><published>2008-06-10T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:31:29.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coffee had never tasted so good in my life, before. it could be because of the lack of sleep i had yesterday night (haha!) and thus i needed something to boost my energy, kicking the sleepy monster away. starbucks made my day! :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: i passed my music theory test! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;praise God! &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"is that why you wanted a love song..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-416269692052350990?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/416269692052350990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=416269692052350990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/416269692052350990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/416269692052350990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/coffee-had-never-tasted-so-good-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-4619593602899799757</id><published>2008-06-09T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T09:46:48.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>males and females have different ideologies and thoughts, we just don't know what each other are thinking of.&lt;div&gt;funny how we both genders have got each weak points, and how we can never really see each other's point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but together, they form as ONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"if it's real we'll make it through"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4619593602899799757?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4619593602899799757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4619593602899799757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4619593602899799757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4619593602899799757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/males-and-females-have-different.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-3743590571706331612</id><published>2008-06-06T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T13:55:10.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jump shots; take a picture of yourself jumping.&lt;div&gt;when you jump, your mind is free - from everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's time, time to come back home. but where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-3743590571706331612?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/3743590571706331612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=3743590571706331612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3743590571706331612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3743590571706331612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/jump-shots-take-picture-of-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-4374285928734419031</id><published>2008-06-03T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:18:23.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiohead</title><content type='html'>weekday, june holidays, sales - these are the requirements needed for a great day of shopping. :D finally i could get hold of items i've been waiting for.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; patience is a virtue&lt;/span&gt; - that's true.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;holidays aren't like holidays. piles of assignments to complete. it will be good if i make my own time table, but of course, what's the point when i don't have the discipline to follow it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to get Radiohead's albums!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4374285928734419031?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4374285928734419031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4374285928734419031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4374285928734419031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4374285928734419031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/weekday-june-holidays-sales-these-are.html' title='Radiohead'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-4576974429075857391</id><published>2008-06-02T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:09:01.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>music is a game for you to play.&lt;div&gt;theory is the rules of the game, to play it well, you need to know your theory well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;instruments are your weapons, helping you in the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;win or lose, depends on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is where effort and hard work comes in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;daily practices increases your chance of enjoying/winning the game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4576974429075857391?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4576974429075857391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4576974429075857391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4576974429075857391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4576974429075857391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/06/music-is-game-for-you-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-7531662752797150943</id><published>2008-06-01T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:43:32.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey jude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i love unexpected stuffs, especially those that gave you a surprise. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;that famous old-school rock song 'Hey Jude' was stuck in my head on my journey back home, that simple melody. and as i opened the door, it was playing on the radio in my parents' room. that voice on the radio - heart-melting. unexpected, as well. i smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;hey jude, don't make it bad. take a sad song and make it better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-7531662752797150943?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/7531662752797150943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=7531662752797150943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/7531662752797150943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/7531662752797150943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-jude.html' title='hey jude'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-434590884690937854</id><published>2008-05-31T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T01:37:23.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it wasn't what i expected/wanted, but gee, there's no point regretting. case closed. what is done, it can't be undone. all i can do now is just to sit here and wait, and maybe pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;life is all about making choices. well of course you can't choose everything but the choice you made before could make a difference in the ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;p.s: thank &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; for being a nice listening ear, it was what i needed. :)&lt;strong&gt; your&lt;/strong&gt; advise has woken me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after all, this is life.&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/2611931618291125790-434590884690937854?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-5700201993788182343</id><published>2008-05-27T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:58:20.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHILDISH.</title><content type='html'>oh, and it reminded me. took some online survey/quiz yesterday and guess what?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got a mental age of 28. (that's a difference of 10 years compared to reality, mind you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 61% matured&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 28% old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 64% childish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am i really childish...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5700201993788182343?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5700201993788182343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=5700201993788182343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5700201993788182343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5700201993788182343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/05/childish.html' title='CHILDISH.'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-1206159590394699780</id><published>2008-05-27T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T13:20:18.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 more days in exchange for 3 weeks of holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;thank God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-1206159590394699780?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-2602437489964580750</id><published>2008-05-24T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:32:44.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;a terrible instinct striked me as my family did not answer my call. though it was just a mere 10 minutes, i was panic and wanted to call my grandma for help. fear was the only word that could describe the thoughts in my head.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this taught me to &lt;strong&gt;treasure your love ones&lt;/strong&gt; - a lesson to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. assignment to complete.&lt;br /&gt;God, i pray that You'll guide me. it's the first, and definitely not the worst, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pray for me, will you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-2602437489964580750?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2602437489964580750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2602437489964580750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2602437489964580750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2602437489964580750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/05/terrible-instinct-striked-me-as-my.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-2467991952799083582</id><published>2008-05-19T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:23:42.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>history is past, it's over.&lt;div&gt;it ain't meant to be repeated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the old self needs to be thrown away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and welcome the new life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"don't need to think it over. if i'm wrong i am right, don't need to look no further."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: smile, cheerios! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-2467991952799083582?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2467991952799083582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2467991952799083582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2467991952799083582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2467991952799083582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/05/history-is-past-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-820343501257863346</id><published>2008-05-17T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T09:34:49.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>though it was just a dream, it taught me to love more than i've never loved before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-820343501257863346?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-6248599905851429041</id><published>2008-05-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:36:32.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;great day for some great icecreams :) the flavour/fragrance of fresh banana rule my smelly socks. jokes and laughter were accompanied by camwhoring.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WANT THOSE UGLY SHOTS OF ME DELETED! :(&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still, as a brilliant and artistic person, there were some nice shots taken by me. check it out under the copyright of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SCm9o-P3RVI/AAAAAAAAABk/QbmB6exVYJc/s1600-h/funkyshot531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SCm9o-P3RVI/AAAAAAAAABk/QbmB6exVYJc/s200/funkyshot531.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199895756377900370" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;my creation, my idea. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SCm9p-P3RWI/AAAAAAAAABs/1JAGOHKmmgU/s1600-h/funkyshot532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SCm9p-P3RWI/AAAAAAAAABs/1JAGOHKmmgU/s200/funkyshot532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199895773557769570" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check out stef and the dude in the portrait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SCm9q-P3RXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9OqJJ2vpeik/s1600-h/funkyshot528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/SCm9q-P3RXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9OqJJ2vpeik/s200/funkyshot528.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199895790737638770" style="cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nope, not an emo shot but i reckon it's nice. reminiscing with the photos at the back, cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want the other shots taken today, including the retarded ones at the underpass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-6248599905851429041?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now it's time to find out who is the real me, who am i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: i finally finished my tub of haagen-dazs after one week, and yay me! i've got the WONDERWOMAN shirt! :D yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-7859697439647740837?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/7859697439647740837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=7859697439647740837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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this world isn't perfect at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a good week, not a good week.&lt;br /&gt;bring it on to next week, next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, fast-forward the time please. thankfully, it's just 2 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4093523449041494894?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4093523449041494894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4093523449041494894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4093523449041494894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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barker,&lt;br /&gt;but simplicity calls it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- that's the moldy peaches :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching mtv now is such a pleasure, i'm about to spit milk onto my laptop screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"jenny, what's the problem?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jenny's back, people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-6594611656443649346?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/6594611656443649346/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-8676299461142962966</id><published>2008-05-04T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T14:45:48.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happened to found this and i reckon that this music video has an adorable effect, the scissors snipping and changing of background. peeps studying in the media course should know what i meant ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: it's a great song too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=33301229"&gt;Kate Voegele - Only Fooling Myself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=33301229&amp;v=2&amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="215" height="173"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"one day i'll turn around, i'll see your hand reach out, i'm only fooling myself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-8676299461142962966?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/8676299461142962966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=8676299461142962966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8676299461142962966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8676299461142962966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/05/happened-to-found-this-and-i-reckon.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-5773004795272717616</id><published>2008-05-02T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:23:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally bought my keyboard! :D and my room's changed.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's next?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- electric guitars &amp;amp; amplifiers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- drum set&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- deafening speakers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's just a few more steps away to a jamming room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5773004795272717616?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5773004795272717616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=5773004795272717616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to make bbq fun. however, ended up with a queasy stomach. slept around 4am+ but fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;family dinner and ANDERSON'S ICECREAM! :D peanut chocolate fudge's pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday (today):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;free icecream from sp! i loooove icecreams. :) went for wu jiahui's mini-concert. though being forced to go, it ended up good. hope seowhung had a really good time, i know us dmat-ers made this whole event fun, HAHA. ;) group photo-ed, with the singer himself too. whoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... i'm thinking, should i go for ben&amp;amp;jerry's tomorrow? if anybody wants, do contact me! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few more days to the month of may, what's next to mark on your calendar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...THE GREAT SINGAPORE SALES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-2774588411820718451?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2774588411820718451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2774588411820718451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2774588411820718451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2774588411820718451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/04/saturday-chaletpasirris.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-5712998274032500440</id><published>2008-04-24T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:46:32.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i'm glad to know that i'm enjoying what i'm doing now and i'm VERY thankful for where i am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i thought it was a mistake, a self-decision. after looking at peishing's chemistry practical notes yesterday, i knew i would be suffering. science is just not my thing, honestly. though theory and math may be somehow tedious for me now, passion pushes me on. :) encourage me more, dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i love my course, i love my class. the fun people whom i'll be working with for the next three years, they are all so brilliant! here i've learnt one thing as well, and that is openness. yes, this course has taught me to be open and not to judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;thus, i like jay chou now. haha! (probably only some people will understand what i mean when i say that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;kidnap my heart, take me with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;- this is such a funky song! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5712998274032500440?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5712998274032500440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=5712998274032500440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5712998274032500440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5712998274032500440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-glad-to-know-that-im-enjoying-what.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-6625913755198324350</id><published>2008-04-19T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T21:54:31.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>force is not an answer, but ends with a result.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;using force on someone whom pissed you, gives no answer but ends with a friend less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forcing someone to be with you, gives no answer but ends with a broken relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forcing yourself to do something you're reluctant to, gives no answer but ends by giving up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is so random, i'm getting out of here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-6625913755198324350?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/6625913755198324350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=6625913755198324350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/6625913755198324350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/6625913755198324350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/04/force-is-not-answer-but-ends-with.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-1345142606359345912</id><published>2008-04-18T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T18:07:27.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>learning more and more interesting stuffs in school every single day. school's cool with my beautiful God, totally dependent on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning how to play the keyboard/piano, still learning the guitar, training my ears to be sensitive, exercising my brain cells with lots of math or critical thinking, getting inspirations for writing, spending time with God/family/friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee, never knew i can be a busy person as well but it's better to be busy than bored (sure do!). adapting to the busy life, gonna get used to it REAL SOON. thus, i'm not really keen on joining any ccas for now, although i find archery interesting :D (imagine me as a female warrior with my bow and arrow! HAHA.) but as for now, i shall just put my focus right. wait and see what God has for me, i sure can't wait, can't wait, CAN'T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't wait to live my whole life as a true musician. hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-1345142606359345912?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/1345142606359345912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=1345142606359345912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/1345142606359345912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/1345142606359345912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/04/learning-more-and-more-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-105042159779244016</id><published>2008-04-17T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:00:11.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school's cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;school started, and it's fun - no doubt. but i can tell, something's going to be different this time round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;had math lesson today and it left me thinking for quite a while. yes, you didn't read wrongly, I HAD MATH. like, hello? what had music got to do with math? MATH?! ... there's a lot. math is the language of nature, math is practically almost everything. google "math and music" together and you'll get many results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;now that we know how cool math can be, the stressed-up level isn't low either. what i will be taking includes not only the i-don't-wanna-face-it-anymore A-Math, there's also the i-thought-i-can-avoid Maths C, and of course, a math topic which university students will learn. the good news is, we're not covering everything but only some and i really mean SOME. the bad news is, it's going to be really tough. after not touching math for 6 months, how do you expect my brain cells to work that fast instantly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;God, i know You can hear me. i can only be dependent on You, and i need to. You've placed me here for a purpose, and i know You want me to take on this challenge. in every aspect, i feel tiny, i feel weak. You showed me Mark 9:23, and i do believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;God, lead me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-105042159779244016?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/105042159779244016/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-4467786311571856086</id><published>2008-04-07T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:06:41.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;school's gonna be exciting, i believe - what i'm going to learn and explore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;orientation was pretty interesting, it's the first day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;wonder what's coming up for tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;attention all folks reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;do come down to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;orchard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt; this thursday, 10th april, and bring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;LOTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt; of coins :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;it's for charity, have a big heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;donation starts from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;7.30am to 2pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;even if you have to wake up early, GO AHEAD! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;help the needy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;oh! i'll be there, so, remember whose donation tin you should drop your jingles to. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4467786311571856086?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4467786311571856086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4467786311571856086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4467786311571856086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4467786311571856086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/04/schools-gonna-be-exciting-i-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-8175982237704456596</id><published>2008-04-03T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T12:34:36.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what does it mean to stop and stare at the life you're living?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are you satisfied at where you are now? are you living the life you want it to be? are you contented with what you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"you start to wonder why you're here not there"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was there any big mistake you've made? was it a wrong path choice? why would you even be where you are at now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is short, and you can choose what kind of story you want to have. if your life was a movie, which category would it be in? a boring one, or one that keeps people in excitement and suspense? take a look at your life, how was it for the past years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"this is your life, are you who you want to be?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* inspired: "stop and stare" and "this is your life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-8175982237704456596?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/8175982237704456596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=8175982237704456596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8175982237704456596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;from topshop; probably SGD$54.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-2032770298155830793?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2032770298155830793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2032770298155830793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2032770298155830793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2032770298155830793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-topshop-probably-sgd54.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-3081535419516916906</id><published>2008-03-30T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T23:52:23.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT TO FORM A BAND!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-3081535419516916906?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-5274223902929593948</id><published>2008-03-25T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:36:33.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>interesting points:&lt;div&gt;- jasper's got his first guitar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- went to liangyin's victorian-russian-indian palace-looking house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the midst, we found...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the serious musicians:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/R-kcEAWDbSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/rU7MKDegphE/s320/funkyshot430.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181703701404020002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and one fooling around trying to look like cleopatra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/R-kc9AWDbTI/AAAAAAAAABE/SZAcSVcM1gk/s320/funkyshot427.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181704680656563506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... is he sexy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... speechless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5274223902929593948?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5274223902929593948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-8750075583016156739</id><published>2008-03-24T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T19:44:19.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it sure has been an interesting day, an outing with my dad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sure you have seen kids going out with their moms, kids going out with their dads, kids going out with their parents, teenage daughters going out with their mom, teenagers going out with their parents,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but seldom now would you see teenage daughters going out with their dads, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;funny but i realized how us young adults often hang out with friends but seldom with parents anymore. what happened to those "daddy's little princess" or fishing-with-daddy moments? gee, i guess it's time for me to know my parents better now, and i guess the only way is communication, and that includes going out with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"she's the center of his whole world, and his heart belongs to that sweet, little, beautiful, wonderful, perfect all-american girl."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-8750075583016156739?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/8750075583016156739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=8750075583016156739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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"God, i need my fingers to be softer!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i sat into space, and started listening to juno soundtrack (it rocks my smelly smelly socks! should go listen to it if you love some indie folk/rock). inspired, inspired. this was the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i could sit down, appreciate and admire the works of the guitar tunes by somebody, why can't i create something similar or better? i stared at my guitar, with it returning with a look, saying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"use me for creation, strum me for inspiration, this is a God-given talent. Don't waste it. It needs hardwork too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;current cravings: salmon sashimi, barbeque half-cooked chicken wings, slurpee... mmm... : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;current thoughts: i want to wear glasses. it makes me look wiser, ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;current mindset: i want to lose 10kg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chulien is not behaving like chulien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4599364991716249706?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4599364991716249706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4599364991716249706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4599364991716249706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4599364991716249706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/03/inspired-motivated-demoralized-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-4385963446302648240</id><published>2008-03-19T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:33:25.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something's not right but i realized that my appetite has gone bigger these days. i've been eating real lot! in fact, i just shared a bag of ruffles with my brother. gee, it sure taste good, but the amount of calories is like 160g? oh no! what have i done!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emo-ed again yesterday. i don't know where the pong did i spent my money too! seriously, daddy gave me my allowance on the 12th and all i'd left now is 100 bucks. funny, isn't it? also, i didn't really spent that much, did it? tithings, church dinner, returned my brother and roo what i'd owed them, 2 cds, sushi, purse, ... that shouldn't pile up to more than 150, isn't it? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to whoever that took my money (if there is), YOU'RE GONNA GET IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm on my way to be a guitar pro! daddy, if you don't know, let me tell you. i'm still practicing. till the tips of my finger hardens and skin peels, i'm gonna work all my way to it. : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: come what may not now but in the future. God, it's with You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i told you i was trouble, you know that i'm no good"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4385963446302648240?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4385963446302648240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4385963446302648240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4385963446302648240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4385963446302648240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/03/somethings-not-right-but-i-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-8928319100051415893</id><published>2008-03-16T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:50:19.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to be a busy person, doing something i love every single day of my precious life. : )&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes, we just focus too much on something that is not worth, thus neglecting the beautiful surroundings. have you ever wondered that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-8928319100051415893?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/8928319100051415893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=8928319100051415893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8928319100051415893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8928319100051415893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-want-to-be-busy-person.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-5182618556365056558</id><published>2008-03-14T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T23:20:53.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there's only 3 words i have in my mind now,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENCOUNTER RETREAT ROCKS! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no kidding, it was one of the greatest experience i'd ever had. it was awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently, i feel like cooking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cooking something funny, something i'd probably never tried before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BROCCOLI WITH CHEESE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how do you think it's going to be like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i'm desperate for You, i'm lost without You"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: macbook rocks! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5182618556365056558?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5182618556365056558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=5182618556365056558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5182618556365056558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5182618556365056558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/03/theres-only-3-words-i-have-in-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-3623403337824534932</id><published>2008-03-10T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T01:50:10.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sentosa: 3 bucks&lt;br /&gt;carls jr: 12.40 bucks&lt;br /&gt;cab fare: 21 bucks&lt;br /&gt;broke the record: 1.30am/arrived home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: burying dharmen was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-3623403337824534932?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/3623403337824534932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-6528128239054407527</id><published>2008-03-06T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:11:26.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm. just feel like blogging immediately after reaching home. i don't know what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school today for some briefing. it was getting to know more about the course. speechless. half of me was really excited as i can't wait to jam and do what i ought to do, but the other half was hiding at a corner. after hearing what the lecturers said, i dared not put my hopes up high. it's going to be a big challenge, and i gotta be prepared for what they are going to throw at me. poly is all about independence, seriously. me? independent? ha. met my new classmates. :) can't wait for school to start. to the recording studio - i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch deathnote after that. i can't say it was totally awesome, neither was it that bad. but it sure left me thinking for some moment. it sort of taught me to treasure everyday of my life. you'll never know what's going to happen next. despite whatever situations i'd went through, i'm definitely still a fortunate girl. thus, i should live everyday well and to the fullest. in other words, &lt;strong&gt;i should stop being emo, anymore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking home today was good. it was a quiet time for myself. &lt;strong&gt;i feel like attending some live jazz band gig in a lounge bar and drown myself in whisky. &lt;/strong&gt;haha. nah, prolly just a sip on the most expensive wine will do. :) was listening to some great songs by ryan cabrera, brian mcknight and i can't remember the last one, but they were good! my best friend sure knows me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i'm not gonna write you a love song, cause you'd asked for it..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: how could i forget! ben &amp;amp; jerrys was AWESOME today. hot waffle with cold ice cream... mmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-6528128239054407527?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/6528128239054407527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=6528128239054407527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/6528128239054407527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/6528128239054407527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-8358221826151131667</id><published>2008-03-03T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T23:48:53.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>officially opened on the 1st of march 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SINGAPORE FLYER!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to step inside the little cabin that can carry 28 people (if i'm not wrong), but's its currently fully booked. gotta wait for the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembering how the choir teased our teacher-in-charged before the ferris wheel was officially opened to public, it's hilarious. how we wanted her going-to-be husband to propose to her at the ferris wheel with the choir singing for them and the bb boys marching around. :D those were the days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-8358221826151131667?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/8358221826151131667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=8358221826151131667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8358221826151131667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-7344471713859451336</id><published>2008-02-28T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:21:47.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WARNING: this is a random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured out that it's going to be tough living in this world. and no, i'm not feeling suicidal but, just thinking about how expensive this world is. everyone's going branded, even myself, i know i'm eying at some pretty branded stuffs, but i'm just penniless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every price is increasing. houses, properties, lands... even our basic daily needs of food and clothes. how are we going to survive in this world? it's definitely nice to be born into a rich family, who doesn't want to be brought up with a silver spoon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money, money, money... is this whole world about money? we sure can't live without it. scientifically, we can live without food and water but, practically, we can't live without money because, without money, how do we even fill our daily hunger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, food and shelter are necessities of life but what about the pleasures in life? the things that makes you happy. computer games? music? football? cars? fashion? hmmm... they all need to be bought too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much more can i spend? how much more do i need to save? it's nothing but numbers in my head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that's it, enough of the randoms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"we're all living in an expensive world."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: CONGRATS TO MY FRIENDS WHO PASSED THE JAE APPEAL! :D honestly, i'm really extremely happy for you guys. there must be something awesome planned for you in this school. :) i can't wait to see how we all grow as we begin a new "life". still, may we do keep in contact and catch up with one another. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-7344471713859451336?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/7344471713859451336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=7344471713859451336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/7344471713859451336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/7344471713859451336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/warning-this-is-random-post.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-5534758601551403316</id><published>2008-02-27T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:36:33.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/R8V9n2y2dUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/v0jdZuuFeew/s1600-h/funkyshot349.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171676797040227634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/R8V8pWy2dTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6upBbNmU1Aw/s320/funkyshot352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;guys, it's time to clean JASPER'S blood man. seriously, ask him for the story behind this blood stain here. i don't want to humilate him here, even though it's hilarious. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;say, now then i realize that my phone isn't that bad after all, the pictures came out to be CLEAR AND HQ when i'd uploaded them to the comp. :D awesome...! this is one of my favourite shots taken today. check it out and you'll know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171679283826292066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/R8V-6Gy2dWI/AAAAAAAAAA0/BVopXKBBYWs/s320/funkyshot349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAAAAAH-DAAAAAH! (it's hard uploading a photo here. this is my prolly 5th time uploading this photo) it doesn't look as LQ as i thought. :) i'm happy with that. on the other hand, my ipod is pretty much killing me. -_- it wasn't anybody's fault, yeah, but i just don't know what is it's problem of not functioning well, but, i won't want to spend any single amount on getting it fixed. i'm broke, seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thought about many things today at the park. didn't know what was going through but i thank God for the friends i have, really. everyone should appreciate who they have around them, you'll never know when you need that shoulder to lean on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was my mood for the closing end of the day. talked to my brother about it and still figuring out. i need more advice, definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sometimes, all you need is just a little courage."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5534758601551403316?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5534758601551403316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=5534758601551403316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5534758601551403316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5534758601551403316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/guys-its-time-to-clean-jaspers-blood.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yAx6E7b4trA/R8V8pWy2dTI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6upBbNmU1Aw/s72-c/funkyshot352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2611931618291125790.post-3338901357568446593</id><published>2008-02-24T19:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:47:45.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shivers ;</title><content type='html'>yesterday, on the ride home, i'd asked both jasper and wilson, "what was so satanic about the lightning bolt sign?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all know what's wrong with the 5-pointed star, we all know that skulls are wrong too,&lt;br /&gt;but who knew that the lightning bolt was wrong as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just did some researching, and this was what i found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.exposingsatanism.org/signsymbols.htm"&gt;http://www.exposingsatanism.org/signsymbols.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, some can be pretty strange, but until you've read the meaning of it... heebie-jeebies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"what is so fun about mocking someone who loves you so much?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-3338901357568446593?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/3338901357568446593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=3338901357568446593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3338901357568446593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3338901357568446593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/shivers.html' title='shivers ;'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-8196046971279749503</id><published>2008-02-24T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T13:58:45.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Joy Williams - 'Do They See Jesus In Me'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the face that I see in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;The one I want others to see&lt;br /&gt;Do I show in the way that I walk in my life&lt;br /&gt;The love that You've given to me&lt;br /&gt;My heart's desire is to be like You&lt;br /&gt;In all that I do, all I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they see Jesus In Me&lt;br /&gt;Do they recognize Your face&lt;br /&gt;Do I communicate Your love, and Your grace&lt;br /&gt;Do I reflect who You are&lt;br /&gt;In the way I choose to be&lt;br /&gt;Do they see Jesus In Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing that You'd ever use me&lt;br /&gt;But use me the way You will&lt;br /&gt;Help me to hold out a heart of compassionate grace&lt;br /&gt;A heart that Your spirit fills&lt;br /&gt;May I show forgiveness and mercy&lt;br /&gt;The same way You've shown it to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to show all the world who You are&lt;br /&gt;The reason I live and breathe&lt;br /&gt;So You'll be the One that they see&lt;br /&gt;When they see me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-8196046971279749503?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/8196046971279749503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=8196046971279749503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8196046971279749503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/8196046971279749503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/joy-williams-do-they-see-jesus-in-me-is.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-162035602434676201</id><published>2008-02-21T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:06:56.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"take time to realize..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things in this world just can't be seen beyond the naked eye. i realized how complicated this world can be. we could have always been fooled by the smile of others. who knows what is behind the mask they are wearing? we never know what the truth behind, unless told. who knows if the one beside you is hurt inside? who knows if the one whom walked passed you at noon today was someone whom didn't like your friend? what are the things happening behind-the-scenes? we never know. let's just say, everyone's got secrets. a sad clown can never have a frown, he's still got to put up the show with a forced smile. who knows if a happy friend of yours could be all so empty deep down inside, just that he didn't want to show it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"something's gotta change, it must be rearranged..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;change. change this whole masquerade.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-162035602434676201?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/162035602434676201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=162035602434676201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/162035602434676201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/162035602434676201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/take-time-to-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-4523659400839395051</id><published>2008-02-20T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T16:30:31.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a BIG thank you to my twin for helping me out in this whole blogskin thing. YOU ROCK!! :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: stop emo-ing, kiddos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-4523659400839395051?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/4523659400839395051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=4523659400839395051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4523659400839395051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/4523659400839395051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/big-thank-you-to-my-twin-for-helping-me.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-5816499001475503691</id><published>2008-02-19T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:55:51.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the results ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;-Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;if this is what i am supposed to do, i'll fulfil Your will. You'd placed me here for a purpose, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;thank You God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-5816499001475503691?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/5816499001475503691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=5816499001475503691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5816499001475503691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/5816499001475503691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/jeremiah-2911.html' title='the results ;'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-1400356366514061092</id><published>2008-02-17T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:15:47.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;there's no need to worry about anything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;allowing myself to live everyday in peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;casting all my anxieties and worries to Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;that is how He wants me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-1400356366514061092?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/1400356366514061092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=1400356366514061092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/1400356366514061092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/1400356366514061092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/theres-no-need-to-worry-about-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-2778744767053654263</id><published>2008-02-14T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:51:23.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day of love ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;today's valentines' day, a day full of love and more love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;watched cinderella III. i know, it's CINDERELLA, but hey! fairytales makes me happy because of their beautiful endings. it will be nice living in a fairytale, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"Everyone deserves true love..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;this was what the king said to anastacia when she rejected his gift of a seashell. this seashell was given to the king from the queen, and it represents true love to the king. weird, but this phrase caught my attention. gave me that tingly feeling inside. hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it's a world full of love.&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/2611931618291125790-2778744767053654263?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2778744767053654263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2778744767053654263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2778744767053654263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2778744767053654263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/day-of-love.html' title='a day of love ;'/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-3542720471099943685</id><published>2008-02-14T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T23:55:53.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;show me who am i. show me my purpose in life.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to feel this way anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2611931618291125790-3542720471099943685?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/3542720471099943685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=3542720471099943685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3542720471099943685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/3542720471099943685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/2008/02/dear-god-show-me-who-am-i.html' title=''/><author><name>a girl who said...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15853574207713409363</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-2611931618291125790.post-2404434492321014914</id><published>2008-02-11T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T14:46:18.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grammy awards ;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;how could anyone possibly be so talented? i am amazed. they deserve it all. it's part of my dream, to be able to stand on that stage thanking the ones i love and those part of this journey. to be able to touch and hold that precious award, that is what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am ready, what about 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/2611931618291125790-2404434492321014914?l=feminityy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://feminityy.blogspot.com/feeds/2404434492321014914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2611931618291125790&amp;postID=2404434492321014914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2404434492321014914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2611931618291125790/posts/default/2404434492321014914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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