<?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-19538359</id><updated>2011-12-04T00:16:55.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've moved to www.janisnice.livejournal.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>359</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19538359.post-1353440942702640326</id><published>2007-02-17T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:07:42.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive moved. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://janisnice.livejournal.com"&gt;http://janisnice.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still contemplating whether to take this blog away entirely, or just keep it here for memories. what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-1353440942702640326?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/1353440942702640326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=1353440942702640326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/1353440942702640326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/1353440942702640326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-9207876245831262069</id><published>2007-02-16T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:54:59.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOD OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;EXAMS ARE OVER. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so, HERE COMES TWO FULL MONTHS OF HOLIDAYS MAN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031807925088085506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RdSSpfDe5gI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IxeyQTQAAMI/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayyyyyy. myself misslimshaoLIANG missCHEONGahzhuan mrvanhongvee and the one much missed by many many, mrniclau, we went seoul garden and ate like hell. :)) could have been shiok-er if the choice of food was moremoremore. anyway, it was still good, because of the company. but everyone was so irritated by me the whole time. IM SORRY MAN. lol. cannot control myself. :s after which, we walked around town, and landed ourselves in far east again. walked walked walked, AND THEN, power dahhhh.. look at the below photos mannnn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031808419009324562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RdSTGPDe5hI/AAAAAAAAAF0/MRI4zG2YVps/s320/150220071803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031808419009324578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RdSTGPDe5iI/AAAAAAAAAF8/XDL2EslBdvA/s320/150220071809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031808423304291890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RdSTGfDe5jI/AAAAAAAAAGE/_rKBfvO3Hsc/s320/150220071813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;WAHLAO. this is scary la. we were standing inside far east looking at the whole thing throughout. we didnt know what caused the fire, but the thing is, the damn firemen took damnnnnnn long to come. wth man. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. and after that, i went to meet xpxpxpxpxpxpxpxpxpxp :D eh xp, if you're seeing this, NEXT TIME AH, before we meet ah, we should inform one another about what we're gonna wear man. DAMNNNN. it has been MANY MANY TIMES already that we looked like two siao charbohs next to each other. LOL. XP YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN MAN. but i dont give a shit, because i love you. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031812056846624322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RdSWZ_De5kI/AAAAAAAAAGM/6EiKdTKvbyI/s320/150220071822.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'VE GOT THE DAMN URGE TO POST ANOTHER PHOTO, BUT I THINK YOU'LL JUST KILL ME. DONT WORRY. I'LL LEAVE THAT ONE AS MY WALLPAPER STILL. HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay fuck i need to sleep badly. GOODNIGHT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;and im sorry. im sorry for all that has happened. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-9207876245831262069?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/9207876245831262069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=9207876245831262069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/9207876245831262069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/9207876245831262069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh-my-god-oh-my-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RdSSpfDe5gI/AAAAAAAAAFs/IxeyQTQAAMI/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19538359.post-2096485947074739660</id><published>2007-02-15T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T03:14:54.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright man. last paper to go man. screw els later man. 6 more hours to go man. and &lt;strong&gt;8 more hours to freedom&lt;/strong&gt; man. i cant wait man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day = wake up at 12.30pm + conquer the godly book of ELECTRICAL SERVICES + romantic lunch with tongthebitch at s-11 + nice dinner at crystal jade + cute stuff. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU DUMBDUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever fallen in love with someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever fallen in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in love with someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ever fallen in love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in love with someone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you shouldn't've fallen in love with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-2096485947074739660?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/2096485947074739660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=2096485947074739660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2096485947074739660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2096485947074739660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/alright-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-2830688055770943357</id><published>2007-02-14T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T00:58:02.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt; TO WHOEVER IS READING THIS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my pre-vday on a date with tongthebitch. caught Babel. in the show, there were 4 different events happening at the same time, but all these 4 events are somehow linked to one another. anyway. the point is, tongthebitch only enjoys one of them. HAHA. ask either one of us, and you will be told. LOL. then after our date, we dated someone else. she's none other than miss yan yan. LONG TIME NO SEE AH. yeah so we had a threesome, while crossing alot of lorongs in geylang, and ended up having a plate of duck rice and a plate of wanton mee somewhere. three share. then, we had two bowls of rochor rd's tao-hway. then, we had frog porridge. oooolala. and lastly, we had 4 durians and 1.5kg of mangosteens. EVERYTHING = FULFILLING. more please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im looking forward to my date later. MY DATE WITH ELS. if you dont know what that means, it means ELECTRICAL SERVICES. chaonehneh. 12chapters for me to satisfy. i'll be tired, balls. gee. sarah said, lecture notes will never hurt me. but i think sometimes, they do. because if i study hard on what i suppose is gonna come out for the exam and they dont come out, THEY HURT ME BAD. but if they hurt me bad, YES, IM GONNA THROW THEM OUT OF MY WINDOW. :x nah, actually, im more looking forward to what's after that. heh. and dont worry sarah, if your boy ever date any girls(fuck you tong, mother and sister not counted) out later, im gonna break his neck, then you can throw him out of the window. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. gonna spend some time with els alone now. do not disturb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say it, i mean it. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-2830688055770943357?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/2830688055770943357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=2830688055770943357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2830688055770943357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2830688055770943357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-to-whoever-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-8184749834697680700</id><published>2007-02-12T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T03:15:39.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before i KO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 2pm, and spent my sunday doing these.&lt;br /&gt;1) cny shopping with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;2) spent my afternoon peeling prawns for mummy.&lt;br /&gt;3) mummy's friend and his family came to visit us. so nice. first few pre-cny visitors.&lt;br /&gt;3.1) cny haven come, i already started eating those cny tidbits already. too irresistable.&lt;br /&gt;4) more cny shopping with mummy and this time, with daddy too.&lt;br /&gt;5) dinner at two tables, side by side, at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;6) because one table was with my parents, and the other with my slutty son, my smartie grand-son and my grand-son's screwed play-mate.&lt;br /&gt;7) walked to the new mcdonalds for dessert. nice place. nice ambience.&lt;br /&gt;8) spotted a familiar person there!&lt;br /&gt;9) walked home from there. holycow. good exercise. i think i should walk home from school next time.&lt;br /&gt;10) brother got new dvds. good good.&lt;br /&gt;11) i wished i was better at my words, then i wont feel like im losing out to you.&lt;br /&gt;12) i wished for so many things for me, and you.&lt;br /&gt;13) im damn sleepy now. i wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;14) I CANT WAIT FOR YA KUN BREAKFAST LATER. UNCLE, set A please! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-8184749834697680700?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8184749834697680700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=8184749834697680700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8184749834697680700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8184749834697680700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/before-i-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4810814866899069709</id><published>2007-02-11T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T01:52:14.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bloody tired and sleepy, but i just cant get to sleep. CB. must be all the food i ate the whole of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning - mee at 6th ave.&lt;br /&gt;afternoon - wanton mee at heeren.&lt;br /&gt;tea break - refreshments at Hana.&lt;br /&gt;dinner - pasta at Ambush!&lt;br /&gt;din-per - dessert at ben and jerrys.&lt;br /&gt;supper - chicken wing from s-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLYCOW. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more econs liao. no more law liao. fuck els liao. SCREW ELS. i cant wait for the 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:):):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4810814866899069709?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4810814866899069709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4810814866899069709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4810814866899069709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4810814866899069709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-bloody-tired-and-sleepy-but-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4270631808267145348</id><published>2007-02-10T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:10:51.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;taken from the book:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Llimpus v London Generel Omnibus Co.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the driver of an omnibus had printed instructions from his employers not to race with or obstruct other omnibuses. in contravention of these instructions, the driver obstructed the plaintiff's omnibus causing a collision and damage to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the driver's employers were held liable for the damage because the driver's actions, although wrongful, were merely an unauthorised mode of doing something he was authorise to do, namely driving the omnibus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;taken from a si ba hu:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Limpeh v London Generel Omnibus Co.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb LIM can alrd&lt;br /&gt;i HIRE that bloody uncle to drive&lt;br /&gt;then tt bloody uncle mai drive&lt;br /&gt;go obstruct ppl&lt;br /&gt;then car BANG LAH&lt;br /&gt;BANG!&lt;br /&gt;then knnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;i have to pay&lt;br /&gt;chicken neh neh&lt;br /&gt;ask him drive properly dont want&lt;br /&gt;obstruct ppl for what!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ROARRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have ZERO confidence for law paper which is 9hours away from now. OHMYGOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4270631808267145348?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4270631808267145348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4270631808267145348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4270631808267145348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4270631808267145348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/taken-from-book-llimpus-v-london.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-2447291967644374091</id><published>2007-02-09T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T01:43:17.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this post is specially dedicated to the flea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I THINK I WILL MISS YOUR UNCOUNTABLE AMOUNT OF HAIR ON YOUR LEGS. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do hope they dont grow back too soon though. if not you always buy Veet, and since your leg hair always so much, then later out of stock, then we ladies cannot buy, I WILL GO LOOK FOR YOU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-2447291967644374091?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/2447291967644374091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=2447291967644374091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2447291967644374091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2447291967644374091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-post-is-specially-dedicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-8253565831650374244</id><published>2007-02-09T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:20:12.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLYSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECONOMICS PAPER IN 7 HOURS TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-8253565831650374244?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8253565831650374244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=8253565831650374244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8253565831650374244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8253565831650374244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/holyshit-economics-paper-in-7-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-9065337468102523377</id><published>2007-02-06T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T00:20:12.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a long time since i last wrote a decent entry here. so yeah, here it goes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know doing facial could be so torturous yet enjoyable, until today. lol. WHO WANNA GO FACIAL WITH ME NEXT MONTH? i tell you. DAMN SONG. lol. now my face feels damn light damn clean damn SHIOK ah. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons for year1 has ended last friday. now it's only left with 3 fucked days of papers.&lt;br /&gt;0902 - econs&lt;br /&gt;1002 - law&lt;br /&gt;1502 - electrical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is tuesday. im only left with wednesday and thursday to study econs and law. and the cool part is, i havent quite started on either one of them yet. how nice hor? yay! God, please bless me. I DONT WANNA DA-BAO MODULES with horfun and charkwayteow to year2 leh. knnknn. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder. why do people always have to put others' feelings before one's own self and her own happiness. or, is it just me? i hate it when im being put infront of decisions to be made wisely, tough choices to choose from and questions to be answered honestly. &lt;em&gt;i wish i could lie through every single thing now.  &lt;/em&gt;please tell me everything will go my way, the way i want it to. please tell me nothing's gonna stop me from what i want to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;didn’t wanna wake up,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and find that I was falling so fast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;didn’t wanna need you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;didn’t wanna need anyone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now look what you’ve done.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-9065337468102523377?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/9065337468102523377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=9065337468102523377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/9065337468102523377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/9065337468102523377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4735163357901192008</id><published>2007-02-06T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T02:25:01.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm awake, you're still sleeping&lt;br /&gt;the sun will rise like yesterday&lt;br /&gt;everything that we are now&lt;br /&gt;is everything we can't let go&lt;br /&gt;or it's gone forever far away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow is like today, like today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't you go away tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i don't think I could handle that&lt;br /&gt;you're probably dreaming that you're flying on then,&lt;br /&gt;you start to fall&lt;br /&gt;but then you rise,&lt;br /&gt;and shine forever,&lt;br /&gt;don't go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow is like today,&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow is like today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like today,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow is like today,&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow is like today,&lt;br /&gt;i hope tomorrow is like today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i already knew what i want. yet maybe i dont. oh well. just fuck me. that will do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4735163357901192008?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4735163357901192008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4735163357901192008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4735163357901192008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4735163357901192008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-awake-youre-still-sleeping-sun-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-1991879011232320463</id><published>2007-02-05T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T01:42:46.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the DURIAN FEAST was damn shiok! :)&lt;br /&gt;sad man. today geylang no 'chickens', only got alot alot of 'ducks'. the 'chickens' all go hiding already. mama say cause police come, so all run away. LOL. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-1991879011232320463?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/1991879011232320463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=1991879011232320463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/1991879011232320463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/1991879011232320463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/durian-feast-was-damn-shiok-sad-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-885726737175986723</id><published>2007-02-04T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:15:39.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"u shld&lt;br /&gt;make some decision on your own&lt;br /&gt;cause apparently, it's your life that you're leading"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh. and then?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-885726737175986723?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/885726737175986723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=885726737175986723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/885726737175986723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/885726737175986723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/u-shld-make-some-decision-on-your-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-8512011825357926395</id><published>2007-02-03T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T18:34:51.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maybe it's time i should start to make some decisions on my own. what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-8512011825357926395?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8512011825357926395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=8512011825357926395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8512011825357926395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8512011825357926395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/maybe-its-time-i-should-start-to-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-7686598383379177882</id><published>2007-02-02T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:17:10.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone should tell you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how much i love you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos i really do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wish i could hold you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way that i want to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos no one, can love you, like i do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're everything, that i ever dreamed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're the only one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the only one for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so we talk all night &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but in my head &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;three little words, that i never said &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you say you don't know what you'd do without me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;don't you know that this is killing me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm not that strong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-7686598383379177882?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/7686598383379177882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=7686598383379177882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/7686598383379177882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/7686598383379177882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/someone-should-tell-you-how-much-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-3074277853508008695</id><published>2007-02-01T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:55:02.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHEymUQSsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QuTGglbN9O0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515032680188610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHEymUQSsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QuTGglbN9O0/s200/Untitled-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHEy2UQStI/AAAAAAAAACE/CuB8QqP4S9E/s1600-h/Untitled-2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515036975155922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHEy2UQStI/AAAAAAAAACE/CuB8QqP4S9E/s200/Untitled-2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHEzGUQSuI/AAAAAAAAACM/XqK3bhUD8rI/s1600-h/Untitled-3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515041270123234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHEzGUQSuI/AAAAAAAAACM/XqK3bhUD8rI/s200/Untitled-3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515509421558514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHFOWUQSvI/AAAAAAAAACU/pqcoBiZ7Ugg/s200/Untitled-4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515509421558530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHFOWUQSwI/AAAAAAAAACc/1Z3_Dj-1uMw/s200/Untitled-5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515513716525842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHFOmUQSxI/AAAAAAAAACk/8va0g3Ardp8/s200/Untitled-6.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026517382027299730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHG7WUQS5I/AAAAAAAAADk/DoSYw7pKEoE/s200/Untitled-7.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515913148484402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHFl2UQSzI/AAAAAAAAAC0/M3zkPQ_wQ4c/s200/Untitled-8.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515917443451714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHFmGUQS0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/TwRNt-mYB5w/s200/Untitled-9.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026515921738419026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHFmWUQS1I/AAAAAAAAADE/XumFZgDrMpg/s200/Untitled-10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026516299695541090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHF8WUQS2I/AAAAAAAAADM/LLVP85JyDG0/s200/Untitled-11.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026516299695541106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHF8WUQS3I/AAAAAAAAADU/nYwf7VeZvOc/s200/Untitled-12.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026516303990508418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHF8mUQS4I/AAAAAAAAADc/fe9mutbnz8g/s200/Untitled-13.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-3074277853508008695?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/3074277853508008695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=3074277853508008695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/3074277853508008695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/3074277853508008695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RcHEymUQSsI/AAAAAAAAAB8/QuTGglbN9O0/s72-c/Untitled-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19538359.post-2261077330971881793</id><published>2007-02-01T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T02:00:09.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;010207 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NO WATER SUPPLY IN THE HOUSE FROM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12PM TO 6PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chao backside. then how the fuck i shower sia. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-2261077330971881793?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/2261077330971881793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=2261077330971881793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2261077330971881793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2261077330971881793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/02/010207-no-water-supply-in-house-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-8434362558648408146</id><published>2007-01-31T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T16:36:14.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wokay. so its the last day of the first month of a new year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im inside amber now, and before i start killing my braincells while working on all those bloody online quizzes, im gonna talk some shit here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna summarize what has happened during the whole month of January. firstly, the bestest thing that happened at the beginning of this year, was me turning 18. hehehe. i can club legally already. -.- i watched my first ever m-18 movie, which includes the digging out of bloody brains, livers and balls, and the chopping of heads and kicking them down the stairs. what else hmm, oh yea, sua and i had the wildest 3d2n chalet ever. LOL. im not going into details bout that. uh huh uh huh. quite a few people's birthdays also fall on this happy month. tongthebitch turned 18 too, and suamydarling turned 19 just few days back. a w w curly curly. :) the last time i talked to someone was on my birthday. after which, we become like strangers to each other, which ive got no idea why and what actually happened that things had to be like how now. oh well. school has been crazy ever since the new term started. everyone has gone mad because of those bloody projects then. and now, we're gonna start chionging for our end-year papers already. argh. yeah we're all going crazy soon. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that January's ending already, im looking forward to the 15th of Feb when all my bloody exams will be over, and then it would be 2 full months of fun fun and fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;could this be out of line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to say you're the only one breaking me down like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you're the only one i would take a shot on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;keep me hanging on so contagiously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-8434362558648408146?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8434362558648408146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=8434362558648408146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8434362558648408146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8434362558648408146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/wokay.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-6022720959989229887</id><published>2007-01-30T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:55:03.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/Rb4ljqoTSYI/AAAAAAAAABk/zJsOi7Iok5k/s1600-h/we+love+us!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025495528861026690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/Rb4ljqoTSYI/AAAAAAAAABk/zJsOi7Iok5k/s200/we+love+us!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; July 06 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025495756494293394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/Rb4lw6oTSZI/AAAAAAAAABs/7jeg00-jCe8/s200/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jan 07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wait till i go dig some more past year photos of us for a good laugh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love these two bitches so much. i know they mean alot to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SUA, we hope you enjoyed yourself during dinner just now. and we hope you love those things we've got you too. use &lt;em&gt;them&lt;/em&gt; wisely and only when the time is right. HEH. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but love, i dont want to be falling for you.&lt;/em&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/19538359-6022720959989229887?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/6022720959989229887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=6022720959989229887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/6022720959989229887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/6022720959989229887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/july-06-jan-07-wait-till-i-go-dig-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/Rb4ljqoTSYI/AAAAAAAAABk/zJsOi7Iok5k/s72-c/we+love+us!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19538359.post-994654474807600323</id><published>2007-01-29T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:05:06.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY TO YOU SUA. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please stop being so horny already. you must not be a 19-year-old mother of a kid or two. i dont wanna be your kid(s) godmother so soon sia. :D&lt;br /&gt;love you, bitch. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-994654474807600323?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/994654474807600323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=994654474807600323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/994654474807600323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/994654474807600323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-19th-birthday-to-you-sua.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-466245543689873877</id><published>2007-01-28T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:55:03.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subra may be smelly. his lesson may be darn boring. we may not understand what the fuck he's talking. sometimes he may be damn cb when it comes to us making noise and not being punctual for his lesson. BUT, i cant deny that his module's project is damn fun. LOL. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, ahliang and i ended up at the airport after being in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024765955651357042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RbuOA6oTSXI/AAAAAAAAABM/u74kKCNWcEM/s200/270120071723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and that place still reminds me of this particular person. WEIRD. nevermind. we went to the viewing mall, and we saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024765418780445010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RbuNhqoTSVI/AAAAAAAAAA8/iq16AB-YQIA/s200/270120071729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and so ahliang's question was, "IS IT THAT INDIA AIRLINES THE PILOT ALSO INDIAN ONE?" after which, we left the place and took bus home. the bloody bus ride was a killer. suffered from ass numbness. thanks man. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024765423075412322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RbuNh6oTSWI/AAAAAAAAABE/LtE_9WYklxw/s200/270120071736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, my question to ahliang, IS IT FLY IMMIGRANTS? OR FLY EMIRATES? hahahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was fun fun fun. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the content of the phonecall conversation between ct and i yesterday's morning was a super mood-spoiler and somehow, i was pissed, fucking pissed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause im crazy for you. touch m&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e now and you'll know it's true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-466245543689873877?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/466245543689873877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=466245543689873877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/466245543689873877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/466245543689873877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RbuOA6oTSXI/AAAAAAAAABM/u74kKCNWcEM/s72-c/270120071723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19538359.post-7355435516233139558</id><published>2007-01-27T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T02:02:38.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHEN I THINK OF YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHEN WILL I SEE YOU AGAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/19538359-7355435516233139558?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/7355435516233139558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=7355435516233139558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/7355435516233139558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/7355435516233139558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-i-think-of-you-i-dont-know-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-8316250156180516642</id><published>2007-01-26T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T18:11:09.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause im lookin at you through the glass...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think albert einstein's soul is in this room. if not, wah piang, why this room so bloody cold man. it's freezing here. thanks einstein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i cannot take it anymore man. you know, it's a bloody turn off when someone who has a partner, tries to revive the good times and starts fooling around again, which is making someone else's life miserable. eh please. it took her a few bloody months to get over with it, and now you're messing up her life again. are you a man or not? just stay attached with your girlfriend and fuck her alone can? dont ever bring someone else into the picture again. i pity your poor girlfriend. i cant imagine her giving you pleasure while you think about someone else. it's not fair for both the ladies man. geez. weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i need to get started with my work soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and its no fun pretending at all. fuck me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remember Mama said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't hurry love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll just have to wait&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She said love don't come easy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a game of give and take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-8316250156180516642?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8316250156180516642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=8316250156180516642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8316250156180516642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8316250156180516642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/cause-im-lookin-at-you-through-glass.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-8693016801186573083</id><published>2007-01-25T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:18:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. i promise i'll sleep after i finish blogging. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this morning feeling damn sian when i looked at the sky. but we still went on with our plan. aiseh. sentosa totally nobody one la. except for groups of tourists. played volleyball. played soccer. IM THE WOMAN OF THE MATCH PLEASE. hahahahahahaha. and weige a.k.a viagra, you bloody hell owe me money for my breasts enhancement programme. KNN. you zham-ed the ball damn hard can. holycow. but the whole process fucking funny. thanks ah. -.- and despite the damn chilled weather, i got burnt. geez. and my arms are fucked. so are my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay left with viagra and met up with ahliang to go acer. bloody hell. that 197 sbs bus driver should just slap his own balls. we pressed the bell, he never stop at our bus stop, and then alighted us at the next stop which is at the expressway. KNNCBB. poor ahliang and i had to keblakang pu-sing. arghhhhhhh. after that, we headed to town. sat awhile then i left. CHOMP(sq)-ed. HOHOHO. song boh. eat until song song. and later on, coffee-ed + had weird conversational topics. lol. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;righttttttttt. exams are nearing and i feel like im still having fun. nonono. i should start studying now. dammit. someone please give me the motivation to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im damn seh already. goodnight goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if we're ever gonna fall in love. it's gonna happen now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-8693016801186573083?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/8693016801186573083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=8693016801186573083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8693016801186573083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/8693016801186573083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-5893805937502307323</id><published>2007-01-25T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:49:51.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>apcalypto. fucking grose. :x&lt;br /&gt;"the balls are useless."&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fucking sleepy now. but i've got no school later. which leaves me a reason why i dont have to be in bed anytime soon. but i've got to wake up quite early later and i hope it doesnt rain or else i'll slap someone's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FUCKINGLY HUNGRY NOW TOO. can someone please deliver some food over to my place NOW? :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay crap. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i wish it was you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-5893805937502307323?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/5893805937502307323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=5893805937502307323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/5893805937502307323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/5893805937502307323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/apcalypto.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-285094712643902443</id><published>2007-01-23T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:11:47.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tell me what makes a good and an ideal partner.&lt;br /&gt;tell me what makes up love.&lt;br /&gt;is it just understanding between two? tender affection for another? intense attraction to another? sharing? giving? honesty? selflessness? compassion? pleasure in bed? faithfulness? receiving more than enough assurance? or what?&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how much is the black chocolate?"&lt;br /&gt;"oh sorry we dont sell chocolates here. we sell handphones."&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. sorry. inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lets all fuck the law tutorials tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-285094712643902443?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/285094712643902443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=285094712643902443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/285094712643902443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/285094712643902443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/tell-me-what-makes-good-and-ideal.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4516839562309646626</id><published>2007-01-22T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:09:38.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i came home so early to take my afternoon nap. today was crap. damn bloody stoney the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how over the years, the contents of our conversations have changed so much. lol. dont ask me what how why who when. but i guess it's just the process of ageing. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goodbye, i'm not going to waste this time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this light that burns will keep on fading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goodnight, i'm not getting up off this ride, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm holding tight until i can feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4516839562309646626?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4516839562309646626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4516839562309646626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4516839562309646626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4516839562309646626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-long-time-since-i-came-home-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4511447352045109111</id><published>2007-01-21T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T18:47:10.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that 4 hours of sleep didnt quite help much. now im still super bloody duper in need of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum everything up, the past two nights was c. r. a. z. y. la. :x im sorry if i didnt play a good host to you. im sorry if you felt like you've wasted your time there. im sorry if you felt like you were so out of place there. but thank you for those who came. your presences were much appreciated. and for those who took such good care of me throughout, THANKS. :) love you people so much, you know who you are. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my brain comes back alive again, then i'll blog more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4511447352045109111?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4511447352045109111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4511447352045109111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4511447352045109111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4511447352045109111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/that-4-hours-of-sleep-didnt-quite-help.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-3622599262665897034</id><published>2007-01-19T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T03:27:33.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erh wth man. didnt quite enjoyed much just now. it was kinda boring in fact. argh. that kinda explains how come i was already home an hour ago. -.- but it was still quite fulfiling for me because, i wont tell you why. HEH. :D and thank you little cm, and your friend too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my mum dont drag me to school later. i. dont. wanna. go. school. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this weekend is gonna be damn fun. i promise myself i'll be a good girl from next monday onwards. work = earn money to satisfy my da hua. study = get through this sem without having to da-bao any modules. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww man. okay im crashing my bed now. i prolly wont be blogging until sunday, UNLESS, they have wireless connection there. hohoho. TTFN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-3622599262665897034?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/3622599262665897034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=3622599262665897034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/3622599262665897034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/3622599262665897034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-erh-wth-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4401896293769978010</id><published>2007-01-17T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T00:45:44.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. fine. tan&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knn&lt;/span&gt;chee&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knn&lt;/span&gt;tong is finally 18 too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU BOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ah. 18 already ah, behave hor. be a good boy. dont go clubs find love, because we know we can hardly find love there. make love maybe la. lol. sorry i was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play hard play smart be responsible. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4401896293769978010?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4401896293769978010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4401896293769978010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4401896293769978010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4401896293769978010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4042136610948439130</id><published>2007-01-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T23:13:00.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now it seems like you're doing exactly what you used to tell me you would do. &lt;em&gt;i really appreciated that.&lt;/em&gt; thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you are far&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im never gonna be your star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ill pick up the pieces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to mend my heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;strange that i was wrong enough &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to think youd love me too &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you must have been kissing a fool&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4042136610948439130?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4042136610948439130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4042136610948439130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4042136610948439130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4042136610948439130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/now-it-seems-like-youre-doing-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-2703608172143942865</id><published>2007-01-15T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:41:54.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope they wont encounter those floods during their one-day trip to malacca today. come home safely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early this morning i got to know about this funny incident. here it goes. i dont know if im supposed to blog about this la. but heck it. i find it damn humourous, somehow. :x okay. a couple was married for 9 fucking years, got 2 kids already. the husband wanted sex but wife dont wanna give. husband claims that wife has another man outside and wife got so mad, she reported to the police. and because of this, they're gonna file for a divorce. which means, in the first place, they got married purely for sex, not love. and now that the wife doesnt wanna give her husband pleasure, they're gonna divorce. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i've got a confession to make. I AM A PUI KIA. i ate alot today. non-stop since morning. this is no good mannnnn. i haven been exercising for 2 full weeks already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;limshaoling is damn high recently. just because my name is shiyun janice. where is WONG? eh honestly ah, how the heck i know? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah. tan&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knn&lt;/span&gt;tong&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ccb&lt;/span&gt;tong, thanks for those cute little things you got for me. LOL. awww. tao yan. i've got so many at home you still wanna stock more up for me. heh. :x and dont think that just because you're turning 18 in 2days time means you can yaya hor. hohoho. excited boh? SONG BOH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. the matter of fact indeed, hit me kinda hard right in my ass. what am i to do? but its okay. i know i should be feeling this way. at least i know its right to feel this way. if im able to help others get through their shit, i know im able to help my own ass get through this too. what others wanna see me as now, i dont care. because i know deep inside im still myself. do you really know whats in me? i dont think so. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a sore throat. something which i hate quite abit. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about you give me one word to describe JANICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but why should i try to resist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when baby, i know well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that i got you way under my skin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-2703608172143942865?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/2703608172143942865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=2703608172143942865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2703608172143942865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/2703608172143942865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hope-they-wont-encounter-those-floods.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4692341984850821456</id><published>2007-01-15T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T00:46:26.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OVER AND OVER, OVER AGAIN.&lt;/strong&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/19538359-4692341984850821456?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4692341984850821456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4692341984850821456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4692341984850821456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4692341984850821456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/over-and-over-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-1551735403012425959</id><published>2007-01-14T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T01:01:05.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so since im not your everything,&lt;br /&gt;how bout i'll be nothing,&lt;br /&gt;nothing at all to you baby&lt;br /&gt;i wont shed a tear for you&lt;br /&gt;i wont lose a wink of sleep&lt;br /&gt;cause the truth of the matter is&lt;br /&gt;replacing you is so easy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-1551735403012425959?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/1551735403012425959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=1551735403012425959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/1551735403012425959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/1551735403012425959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-since-im-not-your-everything-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-4998169649157107352</id><published>2007-01-13T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T00:50:27.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been raining since yesterday night. which means, it has already rained for 24hours, and it is still raining outside. this kinda weather friken good to sleep la. which explains how enjoyable it was sleeping in the bus while on the way to city hall, and also during the journey back home at night. whee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah btw, thank you ^^^^^ for waking me up this morning. but apparently, you havent master the art of waking janice up yet. so therefore, after your call, i went back to sleep again, which leads to me waking up late to meet ahliang. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! yes la. the weekends are finally here. WHEEHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. i actually typed a paragraph of something, but then i decided to take it away. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. im a bus idiot la okay. I ADMIT. so can anybody please be nice and teach me how to travel around singapore by bus? i dont even know what buses i can take from wherever i am to the destination i want to be. but now that im finally, yes FINALLY, using concession, i will try to take less from mrt already. which means, i gotta learn those bus routes. daddy suggested that i should get the mini guide book. imagine me travelling around with that book. i think i will really look like some idiot la. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. I CANT WAIT FOR TONIGHT LA FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! :D:D:D k bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4998169649157107352?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4998169649157107352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4998169649157107352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4998169649157107352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4998169649157107352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-raining-since-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-1668226154270680607</id><published>2007-01-11T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T05:55:04.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have school today. dont need jealous la, everybody. :D but like finally ah, i could take a break and sleep longer than any other nights ever since school started. i swear to your balls, this week has been hell for everyone of us la. projects due, one after another. but that's cause everyone gei kiang la. during the two weeks break no one started on any projects at all. so when school started and all those deadlines start nearing, then everyone chiong ah chiong ah. song liao la like that. but alright la, fun la. i think last minute work more effective for us, hor? lol. weekends faster come faster come! after this week more relax already. then i'll prolly start work, so that at least my da hua can have a minimum amount of money inside. knn. da hua these few months keep taking away my $2 per month. i very bu shuang already. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with onelinggggggggg for chickey rice. wheets. had a nice time catching up with this almost-going-crazy girl. aiyah, i think she'll know what i mean la. haha. :) then i spent my entire evening finishing the econs assignment. song boh. finally, im done and over with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama papa went overseas. i hope they will take good care of each other man. please dont let poor janice worry for the two of you. rawr. and remember to come home with some new clothes for me. heh. lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. brother came home for a little while just now to collect his helmet. LOL. then he put it on, and wah piang eh, i couldnt stop laughing la. i show you my sexy brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018799014925432802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RaZbHQO19-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KWRfrlOn8Uw/s200/110120071630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;damn funny la. i cannot stand it. and have fun in the jungle bro! :s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;certain things have come to a point which i feel like i dont want to care anymore. i dont want to forget about it all, but im really tired. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fuck i should have just said 'okay!' just now. DAMN. nevermind. because if i did, i'll be expecting myself getting into some deep shit. :x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okies. ttfn. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-1668226154270680607?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/1668226154270680607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=1668226154270680607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/1668226154270680607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/1668226154270680607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_It1fgZRK9Vc/RaZbHQO19-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/KWRfrlOn8Uw/s72-c/110120071630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19538359.post-4931244548857136093</id><published>2007-01-11T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:12:29.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo. i've changed my blog url and switched to the new google whatever blogger thingy. okay nevermind what it is. and i just felt like changing my blog url and so i did. heh. kinda bored of the old name la, so that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh uh huh. a few of us were talking about our times during secondary school. and we realised how much we all missed those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me, i have so many memories to keep, those which once took place in wss. from staying back in school for fun till late evenings just to talk crap and do dumb things, to me becoming a prefect and was very much hated by many many many students, to us, girls, being spearated into two teams and played games of super violent bball until someone made me fall and i dislocated my bloody knee, to me becoming a vicehead prefect which changed my life a little, causing me to force myself to be a guai kia though i still used handphone in class, eat in class, yada yada, yet at the meantime, made plenty of new friends, to our lovely class constantly ordering mac delivery and once got caught by mr quek, who took all our food away and we concluded that he most prolly brought them back to his office and ate them all up, to remembering how mdm wan's seductive voice was when she kept asking me to study harder for my chinese, to those millions of hours spent in the art room, to all those wonderful gb and prefects camps i've been to, to all those sweet memories that happened when i was in love dont know how many times, and so on and so forth. there are just so many so many memories of those good old times, and if i were to list each and every one out, i think 4375397 days also cannot finish listing la. so yeah, these memories will just be all kept at the corners of my heart, not letting any leave me. heh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sia la. i cant believe i actually typed so much out. lol. okay they must have been purely rubbish to you la. but nevermind. i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at the balcony just now, watching wrestling. -.- lol. but i still think alley bar's a nicer place leh. they play nicer music. although balcony has got nice big sofas. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-4931244548857136093?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/4931244548857136093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=4931244548857136093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4931244548857136093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/4931244548857136093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-oooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116827438985614025</id><published>2007-01-09T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:39:49.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello! nah my brain cells all died a minute ago, so all that i want to blog about is to wish TAN CHEE TONG a safe trip to wherever he's going. and please hor, come home safely. or else no gummies for you. lol. plus you come back, a few days later we can go you-know-i-know-where already, so you better come home safely. LOL. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but most imptly, my present la hor. gum xia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;CHEERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116827438985614025?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116827438985614025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116827438985614025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116827438985614025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116827438985614025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-nah-my-brain-cells-all-died.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116817922593081240</id><published>2007-01-07T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:17:46.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello. im back home from a super short trip to malacca. lol. this time, maybe you can ask me bout it la. but then, if you ask me, i will only reply you with " I ATE ALOT AND NOW THAT IM HOME I NEED TO LOSE THOSE FATS NOW. " :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, malacca has the bestest chendol. HOLYSHIT. their gula melaka like free. 100% brown sugar syrup. everyday eat confirm guarantee diabetes shiok shiok man. and this cute little hut serves the best chendol. wheets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/42843/070120071626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh we went to this night market at jocker's walk or some shit like that la. alot of nice nice things. but wah lao, they gave us 1hr only. i think 5hrs also not enough. HAI. end up, didnt buy anything from there, except for Mdm Goh's pineapple tarts which my brother were craving for back in sg. oh btw, he's going for a long holiday to the army for reservice tmr. AWW MAN. jia you brother! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and here's daddy's favourite photograph with the horsey. EH WAH LAO. i first time touch horse. lol. sorry la i never go zoo before can. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/485137/070120071615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and the first ever limousine used in malacca....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/464523/070120071616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the view from our hotel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/430094/060120071594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND LASTLY.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/569954/070120071610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mummy and i. with erm, chocolate on my teeth. EHEHEHEHE. and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/801131/070120071628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the leng zai with the leng luay. :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116817922593081240?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116817922593081240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116817922593081240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116817922593081240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116817922593081240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116801798613758016</id><published>2007-01-06T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:26:26.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wont be home from 6am later till sunday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im going on a mini holiday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not excited about it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because if not for this trip later,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll be at some place now. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay nevermind. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the dinner just now was darn WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO! but mama toppled a coconut, it fell on her and then it came to my side. grrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;visited this place that smells REALLY REALLY NICE. been a long time since we all went shopping together too. so fun. i always enjoy going shopping with mama cos she will be my special atm. MUAHAHA. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i failed els. alamak. but quite expected anyway. haha. that hongkie uncle almost wanted to whack me. wah lao. your module so dry, then still must memorise so many boring shit. and i only failed by a few marks. suan le. AHHH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. =x im sorry. i think i only understand what it means. call me crazy. but hor, i think i really am already. fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116801798613758016?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116801798613758016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116801798613758016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116801798613758016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116801798613758016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-wont-be-home-from-6am-later-till.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116792553112404171</id><published>2007-01-04T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:45:31.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this just might hurt a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love hurts sometimes when you do it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;dont be afraid of a little bit of pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pleasure is just on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;let down your guard just a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i keep you safe in these arms of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hold on to me pretty baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you will see i can be all you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you stay, won't you stay, stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save room for my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save room for a moment to be with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save room for my love save a little save a little for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;won't you save a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;save a little for me ohh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ohh come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;make time to live a little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't let this moment slip by tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you never know what you are missing until you try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i keep you satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if you stay, won't you stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;woah. imagine waking up at 1040am, left for school immediately, reached at 1115am, chiong project till 110pm, presentation at 130pm. HOW'S THAT MAN? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, in the end, we still went last night. shiok. lol. mambo damn cute leh. how come nobody likes it? =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay. i cant wait for dinner tomorrow with everyone. it's been a loooooooong time since i sat down with both my parents, brother and his wife on a dining table. :):) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i should sleep already. my brain cells all died already.&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/19538359-116792553112404171?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116792553112404171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116792553112404171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116792553112404171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116792553112404171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-just-might-hurt-littlelove-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116767961308083193</id><published>2007-01-02T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T03:32:53.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI! today is sucha a nice day. :)&lt;br /&gt;and it will be a nice nice day for everyone too, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. fuck. i feel like im still not in the right state of mind. holyshit. please save me. erm, okay. my dad didnt wanna wish me a happy birthday just now because he said that it's actually not my birthday YET, because 18 years ago, right now at this point in time, he was out somewhere playing mahjong, while my brother was out somewhere fucking a girl, and my mum in the hospital, waiting for my grand arrival. LOL. okay sorry, i was kidding about what my dad and bro were doing 18 years ago la. but yeah la. what my dad meant was, it's not my birthday YET because i was born on this day, but only several hours later from now. okay, if you get what i mean then good, if not, nevermind. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thank you people, you people know who you are la hor, for wishing me a happy bird-day through smses, phonecalls, i.m. and even in-person. really appreciated them alot. oh and it kinda reminds me about the convo between zhihua and i a few hours ago. she said it was my bird day soon, and geez, i told her i dont have a bird. so i said it should be pussy day instead. okay not funny. sorry. but yeah anyway, try the pink pussy..........cat drink from billy bombers, not bad leh. OKOK. but above all these ah, the most precious people i wanna thank the most ah, are my parents, for erm, producing such a wonderful child like me AND my brother, for being 12 years older than me. i love them so so so so so so much. aiyah, the love among my family and i is undescribable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh fuck. somebody please save me. i dont wanna die today leh. show some mercy. =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WAH LAO. my room smells damn nice la, im serious. ehehehe. sensual. HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so im 18. i need to behave like an 18 year old. i need a bloody room for an 18 year old to sleep in NOT A KID ROOM FOR AN 8 YEAR OLD KNN. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, like i said before, i dont quite stick to new year resolutions one. and i prefer making birthday wishes because mine came true for my previous birthday. so yeah, im gonna make my birthday wish for this year at the exact time of my birth later. WHEETS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i think by the time whoever who reaches this sentence ah, he/ she gonna fall asleep already. i think im too sexcited bout today and whatever that may come in the days/months/years/LIFE ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116767961308083193?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116767961308083193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116767961308083193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116767961308083193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116767961308083193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/hi-today-is-sucha-nice-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116760042001133551</id><published>2007-01-01T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:27:46.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 2007! :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i swear to God, LAST NIGHT/THIS MORNING WAS DAMN WILD. cb. -.- FUCK. funny how we still managed to walk out of the house and go market for tim sum breakfast at 7am.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HELLO 2007. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and it's my birthday tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay. i need to sleep. fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116760042001133551?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116760042001133551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116760042001133551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116760042001133551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116760042001133551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-2007-and-i-swear-to-god-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116750452335417752</id><published>2006-12-31T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T02:51:14.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHEEHEEE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so fun so fun. its the last day of 2006. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which means, its the eve of a new year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and also, the eve of the eve of my birthday. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello people, you've got like only 2 days to get a present for me. lol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how come little cm's more excited than i do? though im excited enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'jan's birthday on jan! yay!'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the next time i blog will most prolly be in 2007. so here's a few things i wanna say before 2006 ends. lol. i hope its not gonna sound like some dumb speech. =x okay first and foremost, I WANNA START THE NEW YEAR BEING HAPPY. because i didnt quite start 2006 being too happy and i shant go into details why, but yeah, prolly cos of that thats why the whole of 2006 didnt turn out quite well, for me. ah fuck i dont know what im trying to say la. anyway, yeah though a number of happy things happened this year, many fond memories to be remembered and all, BUT I WANT 2007 TO BE A HAPPIER YEAR FOR ME. :) next, i realised i dont quite have the habit of sticking to my new year's resolutions, so i shall not make any for next year. BUT i do want to fulfil certain things though. and i hope i'll be able to. :) and then, yeah actually nothing already. lol. fuck i think im drunk. heh. no la, just a little sleepy that's all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i actually spent 2 days tidying my room to welcome the new year. its damn neat and damn clean now can? and i hope it will stay this way for a longer time this time round. because everytime few weeks after i clean my room, all my tees and pants and bras and panties inside my wardrobe rage war again, the teddies on my bed fight with me for space to sleep on again, and all the dust on the ground starts to invite more friends again, such as miss strand(s) of hair, mrs ant(s), mdm trash(es) and handsome dust(s). argh. THEREFORE, ive decided to put mr piggy inside my wardrobe to watch my clothes and make sure they behave, i created a room for all the naughty kids like Jerome and Humpy(LOL-.-) to live in and never letting them come out, and lastly, instill a sense of discipline in myself to clean my room once every month? definitely not once a week man. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i felt like ive just talked trash, again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've got a mission to complete before my bloody deadline. but i dont know when will be the right time to complete this mission. dont ask me what's it. because i'll never tell you. but nevermind, just wish me luck will do. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO to 2007!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO to a 18-year-old Janice! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*WAVES MADLY. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116750452335417752?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116750452335417752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116750452335417752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116750452335417752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116750452335417752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/wheeheee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116741224012807627</id><published>2006-12-30T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:10:40.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a four letter word you can utter illogically, sometimes carelessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ROMANCE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the flavours of love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KISS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the moment when you realise science, logic and words are superfluous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LONGING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a chemical reaction of the heart called desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAKING LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when the chemical reaction becomes a combustion that rages like a forest fire through the whole body, sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEARTBREAKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the moment when the chemicals no longer bring a reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MARRIAGE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the perfect union of two chemicals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AFFAIRS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; just disguised as love with a non fairytale ending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVE SONG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a vital aphrodisiac for any romantic night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got this from a mag. oh well. and, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OOOOOOOOO. the steam bath just now was REALLY STEAMY. lollollol. :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and those convos we had really enlightened me again. LOL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more of such pleasee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COME FLY WITH 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/19538359-116741224012807627?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116741224012807627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116741224012807627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116741224012807627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116741224012807627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/love-four-letter-word-you-can-utter.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116733496100769224</id><published>2006-12-29T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T04:36:12.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've been listening to a song for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;287340375430th time now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;et i never get bored of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you''ll never know why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my deadline is nearing. please bless 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/19538359-116733496100769224?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116733496100769224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116733496100769224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116733496100769224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116733496100769224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-been-listening-to-song-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116724265750497589</id><published>2006-12-28T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:40:25.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;drifting on a memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ain't no place i'd rather be than with you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;loving you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;day will make a way for night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all we need is candlelight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and a song, soft and long &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;glad to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here alone with a lover unlike no other &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sad to see, a new horizon slowly coming into view &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to be living for the love of you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all that i'm giving is for the love of you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lovely as a ray of sun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;touch me when the morning comes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;feels good to me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my love and me, yeah &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;smoother then a gentle breeze &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;flowing from my mind with ease &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;soft as can be &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, when you're loving me, ooh baby &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;riding the waves of love enchanted with your touch &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it seems to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we can sail together in and out of mystery &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;paradise, i have within, can't feel insecure again &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the key &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and this i see &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now and then i lose my way &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;using words to try and say what i feel &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah, your love is real &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i might as well, sign my name on a card just to say it better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;see, time will tell &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause it seems that i've done just about all that i can do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;potluck-ed at sim's place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there were two miss tans, one mr tay and his girl, mr sim, mr bong, mr chen, mr lee, mr harris, mr ho, mr jee, mr ahmad, mr goh, and MISS WONG. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so fun so fun so fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MORE OF SUCH GATHERINGS PLEASE. then i can get to eat alot alot plus, crap with those familiar people again. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i dont wanna get lost on my way to anyone's place ever again. :( ALL THANKS TO SOMEBODY LA. !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no more work for me, for the time being. I'VE GOT 4 BLOODY PROJECTS TO RUSH. adding the fact that WE HAVE NOT STARTED ON ANY OF THOSE YET. well done! and i hope the people at Ethan's dont screw up tomorrow. i see politics arising. i see hatred beginning. i see things i dont like to see at the work place. wth. everyone has changed. oh well. OH BTW, ytd was exactly my one year anniversary with deliwheels man. =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you care. &lt;/em&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/19538359-116724265750497589?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116724265750497589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116724265750497589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116724265750497589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116724265750497589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/drifting-on-memoryaint-no-place-id.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116715254169716979</id><published>2006-12-27T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T01:02:21.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;even till today, i still hear your name. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and it makes me weak all the time.&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/19538359-116715254169716979?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116715254169716979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116715254169716979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116715254169716979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116715254169716979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/even-till-today-i-still-hear-your-name.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116706338353507420</id><published>2006-12-26T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T00:20:00.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YAY. i spent my christmas working. HO! HO! HO!&lt;br /&gt;but it wasnt that bad anyway.&lt;br /&gt;plus, i got log cake. HE! HE! HE!&lt;br /&gt;xie xie ni suyanto xian sheng. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND EH WTF! ONE MORE WEEK LEFT ONLY LEHHH. YOU PEOPLE ONLY HAVE ONE MORE BLARDIE WEEK TO GET MY PRESENT. DO IT DO IT! HA! HA! HA! HE! HE! HE! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/1600/994073/251220061453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/899788/251220061453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116706338353507420?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116706338353507420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116706338353507420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116706338353507420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116706338353507420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116698808868764587</id><published>2006-12-25T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T03:23:07.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;MERRY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had fun exchanging pressies. i've got the cutest thing from jk, but i dont think i'll ever want them to grow on me like that. im quite fine with mine actually. LOL. and thng's like the luckiest person who received that EDUCATIONAL THING from me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                             lovelove!&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/19538359-116698808868764587?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116698808868764587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116698808868764587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116698808868764587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116698808868764587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116690233823427994</id><published>2006-12-24T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T03:32:18.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey there i said it&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love&lt;br /&gt;with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's an ocean between us&lt;br /&gt;just like me&lt;br /&gt;deep and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i, at times have had nothing&lt;br /&gt;but tonight i want nothing but you&lt;br /&gt;you're the only thing i want&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i want&lt;br /&gt;the only thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;staying up till dawn wont take its toll&lt;br /&gt;till we get old&lt;br /&gt;and drinking is just the way&lt;br /&gt;we keep away the cold&lt;br /&gt;and you, you know what it means&lt;br /&gt;to be true and searching like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the only thing i need&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i need&lt;br /&gt;the only thing on my mind&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you gave me a reason&lt;br /&gt;to give you my soul&lt;br /&gt;i'll give you it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one i want&lt;br /&gt;the only one i need&lt;br /&gt;the only one on my mind&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116690233823427994?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116690233823427994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116690233823427994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116690233823427994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116690233823427994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-there-i-said-it-im-in-love-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116681012903113554</id><published>2006-12-23T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T02:05:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my dear rosie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;unbeknownst to you i took this chance before, many, many years ago. you never received that letter and im glad because my feelings since then have changed dramatically. they have intensified with every passing day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll get straight to the point because if i dont say what i have to say now, i fear it will never be said. and i need to say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today i love you more than ever; tomorrow i will love you even more. i need you more than ever; i want you more than ever. im a man of fifty years of age coming to you, feeling like a teenager in love, asking you to give me a chance and love me back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;rosie dunne, i love you with all my heart. i have always loved you, even when i was seven years old and lied about falling asleep on santa watch, when i was ten years old and didnt invite you to my birthday party, when i was eighteen and had to move away, even on my wedding days, on your wedding day, on christenings, birthdays and when we fought. i loved you through it all. make me the happiest man on this earth by being with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;please reply to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this book damn nice. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116681012903113554?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116681012903113554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116681012903113554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116681012903113554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116681012903113554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-dear-rosie-unbeknownst-to-you-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116672156839188417</id><published>2006-12-22T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T01:21:46.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HONEY IM HOME. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi. you ask me how's my trip.&lt;br /&gt;i'll reply you and say it's boorrrrinnngggg. because i spent 4 whole days doing the same shit.&lt;br /&gt;EAT SLEEP EAT SLEEP EAT SLEEP EAT SLEEP, only a littttttle bit of shopping and late night movies plus popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;fucking sad life. lol.&lt;br /&gt;but it was freaking cold there la. that's the only shiok part.&lt;br /&gt;it rained every day. and some parts of malaysia were flooding. OOOO. i thought i was gonna swim home.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i brought home with me a bulging tummy. AWWW. how nice. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. so the moral of the story is,&lt;br /&gt;don't bother asking me how's my trip. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116672156839188417?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116672156839188417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116672156839188417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116672156839188417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116672156839188417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/honey-im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116635326974377476</id><published>2006-12-17T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:05:52.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll be home soon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'll miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116635326974377476?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116635326974377476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116635326974377476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116635326974377476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116635326974377476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-be-home-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116629007699367006</id><published>2006-12-17T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T01:27:57.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why is it only when tragic/ unhappy/ saddening/ life-threatening/ painful/ terrible things have to happen to someone that people start to learn to cherish life and the things and people around them more? we've just lost a friend. someone not exactly close to me. but we've met once in this life.  and it's really sad. this young man has yet to see so many things ahead of him. he used to be such a cheerful person, at least from what i know. this is life. and death is part of it. lets just hope that the passing on of this dear friend of ours shall be a reminder to us that we should learn to love and cherish more. we'll never know whats gonna happen tomorrow man. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as for me. this year hasnt really been a good year for me, as a whole. except for the middle part. just the middle part. and also, not forgetting, the part when i started my poly life and the friends i made in there. so many things happened this year. more :( ones than :) i should say. but yeah, like what suannie said to me just a minute ago, its a learning year for me. truly, i've learnt so much so much just within this year. and i guess, im still learning. i need a break from all these things that have been happening. and yupp, the short trip later shall be a good peaceful getaway for me to reflect on myself and so many things. i'll be back soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and there are so many so many things i wanna say. but till then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116629007699367006?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116629007699367006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116629007699367006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116629007699367006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116629007699367006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-is-it-only-when-tragic-unhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116620949124826295</id><published>2006-12-16T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T03:12:59.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"may your nose have free passage way for air to go in and out."&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU SWEETHEART. we'll meet up soon kkkkkkkk. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;daddy say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people come and go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's all fated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116620949124826295?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116620949124826295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116620949124826295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116620949124826295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116620949124826295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/may-your-nose-have-free-passage-way.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116612106935118027</id><published>2006-12-15T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T02:31:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. i managed to fix my screwed up modem and now im back online after 2939308239582 hours later. cb. waste my time fixing that shit. oh well. YES AH! common tests are overrrrrrrrrrrr. :D:D:D fuck man. today's paper was totally screwed. one by one left the classroom way before the time given for the paper. hoho. nevermind. prepared to die anyway. so we went to catch a movie and had billy bombers after that. awww. cathay's billy bombers is the nicest. WE ALL KNOW WHY. lol. :) and im down with a terrible plus horrible bad flu. my nose feels like its gonna drop off anytime from now. i can smell no shit and taste no shit. argh. bloody irritating. we went to catch The Holiday. nice show leh. :) everyone who enjoys romance stories should watch it. heh. and i wanna marry that kinda man next time. at least if i die before he does, he knows how to set his priorities right, he knows how to be a mum and dad to my kids, he's willing to read cook books and parenting books before he goes to bed every night, he knows how to make hot chocolate with marshmellows for my kids, he knows how to humour my kids by being mr handkerchief man, and sit in the tent with them to look at the stars. alahh. if reality was like all the nice movies i've seen before. how nice. okay i should stop dreaming. anyway, i felt so loved after the movie. lol. i remember &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; once asked me how it feels like to be loved. yeah it feels good. and i missed that feeling quite abit. and dammit man. i've never felt so broke ever in my life before. I NEED MONEY I NEED MONEY I NEED MONEY. argh. :( alrighty, to sum the whole day up, its 1) NO MORE COMMON TESTS. 2) THE HOLIDAY. 3) BILLY BOMB BOMB. 4) ANG MOH LONG. 5) AH ZHUAN'S NO LINK-NESS. 6) MY NOSE NEEDS TO BE FUCKED. and 7) PICTURES FOR THE DAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/717074/haha2.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/721417/haha.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;did I ever mean a thing to you at all&lt;br /&gt;oh I need you now more than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116612106935118027?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116612106935118027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116612106935118027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116612106935118027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116612106935118027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116602692292158707</id><published>2006-12-14T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:22:03.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fuck. fucking high tonight. must be the mermaid freeze and the milo dinosaur and the cafe latte and the cheesecake and all the interesting conversations we had. AHHHHHHHHHHHH. LOL. hi my name is Peter. im gonna ask you ladies a very sensitive question now. are you ready? fuck. not funny lor. k sorry. self-entertainment. =x FUCK ELS TOMORROW LA. i think im prepared to go in, sit down 10min, submit blank shit paper. argh. shoot me please. and my nose is damn irritating. knneh. okay i really really really cant wait for tomorrow to come. i cant wait for the weekends to come. i cant wait for christmas to be over. i cant wait for my birthday to come. HOLY. and yes, oneling. i dont need a doctor. hahaha. you keep saying you wanna take me to a doctor last time when i needed to. now i dont need you still wanna take me to a doctor. hougang polyclinic la. :D fuck la. im talking trash. okay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116602692292158707?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116602692292158707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116602692292158707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116602692292158707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116602692292158707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/fuck.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116598989241432944</id><published>2006-12-13T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T14:04:52.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can somebody please remind me i still have 4 chapters of els to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116598989241432944?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116598989241432944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116598989241432944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116598989241432944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116598989241432944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/can-somebody-please-remind-me-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116593750216449755</id><published>2006-12-12T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T23:34:23.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to really love a woman, to understand her&lt;br /&gt;you gotta know her deep inside&lt;br /&gt;hear every thought, see every dream&lt;br /&gt;and give her wings when she wants to fly&lt;br /&gt;then when you find yourself lying helpless in her arms&lt;br /&gt;you know you really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you love a woman,&lt;br /&gt;tell her that she's really wanted&lt;br /&gt;when you love a woman, tell her that she's the one&lt;br /&gt;cause she needs somebody to tell her&lt;br /&gt;that it's gonna last forever&lt;br /&gt;so tell me have you ever really&lt;br /&gt;really really ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;let her hold you,&lt;br /&gt;till you know how she needs to be touched&lt;br /&gt;you've gotta breathe her, really taste her&lt;br /&gt;till you can feel her in your blood&lt;br /&gt;and when you see your unborn children in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;you know you really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you love a woman,&lt;br /&gt;tell her that she's really wanted&lt;br /&gt;when you love a woman, tell her that she's the one&lt;br /&gt;she needs somebody to tell her&lt;br /&gt;that you'll always be together&lt;br /&gt;so tell me have you ever really,&lt;br /&gt;really really ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you got to give her some faith, hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;a little tenderness, gotta treat her right&lt;br /&gt;she will be there for you, taking good care of you&lt;br /&gt;you really gotta love your woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when you find yourself lying helpless in her arms&lt;br /&gt;you know you really love a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you love a woman, tell her&lt;br /&gt;that she's really wanted&lt;br /&gt;when you love a woman tell her that she's the one&lt;br /&gt;she needs somebody to tell her&lt;br /&gt;that it's gonna last forever&lt;br /&gt;so tell me have you ever really,&lt;br /&gt;really really ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tell me have you ever really,&lt;br /&gt;really, really, ever loved a woman?&lt;br /&gt;just tell me have you ever really,&lt;br /&gt;really, really, ever loved a woman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116593750216449755?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116593750216449755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116593750216449755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116593750216449755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116593750216449755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-really-love-woman-to-understand-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116584819149777558</id><published>2006-12-11T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T22:43:11.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i cut off my hair&lt;br /&gt;put some red in every nail on my feet&lt;br /&gt;i think its pretty.&lt;br /&gt;repainted all the rooms&lt;br /&gt;got a cat that i named june obviously&lt;br /&gt;i think she's happy.&lt;br /&gt;friends threw some parties&lt;br /&gt;and to them all there's not one that i miss&lt;br /&gt;and i..&lt;br /&gt;try to spend my time with some body new&lt;br /&gt;but everyone still reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;i try to play some songs that change my point of view&lt;br /&gt;but every song still reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;i dance on walking&lt;br /&gt;listen to the people talk on the street&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel lonely&lt;br /&gt;i saw some movies&lt;br /&gt;but your face kept coming back on the screen&lt;br /&gt;i think im crazy&lt;br /&gt;can't make decisions&lt;br /&gt;i could use some more distractions today&lt;br /&gt;and i..&lt;br /&gt;try to spend my time with somebody new&lt;br /&gt;but everyone still reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;i try to play some songs that change my point of view&lt;br /&gt;but every song still reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where did i go wrong&lt;br /&gt;that made you go&lt;br /&gt;oh how i hate to feel alone&lt;br /&gt;somebody new&lt;br /&gt;still reminds me of you&lt;br /&gt;somebody new&lt;br /&gt;still reminds me of 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/19538359-116584819149777558?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116584819149777558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116584819149777558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116584819149777558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116584819149777558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-cut-off-my-hair-put-some-red-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116576729568466361</id><published>2006-12-10T23:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:27:29.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ohmyfuddiegod. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i need my beauty sleep badly man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;zoukout zoukout zoukout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL. fuck man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i still cant believe myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay so the first booth i visited was DELIWHEELS. hohoho. delicia's reaction about me wearing a skirt was kinda weird. HMM. i wear skirt very shocking meh? wah lao. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then, we went to this booth. something like tarot reading but its not. but also use cards one la. anyway, ya. its more of about any current situations we wanna talk about and decision-making. HOLYCOW. i was kinda amazed by that man la. KNNEH. quite scary. but then again, i dont think its good to believe the whole chunk of it either. and one of the cards said i should follow my gut instincts. but everyday, my instincts differ. then wtf? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. so yeah. we PARRRRTEHHHHH-ed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;shant go into details. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the most amusing thing was where and how suannie taught me to keep my money. HAHAHAHA. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at 11am today, i started work. it was hell. not cause of my new S. yeah okay she was quite irritating la. but mainly cause i was darn tired darn sleepy darn seh darn stoney throughout the whole day. next to me was carrefour's toys fair. its really cute to see those little kids' faces. like when they enter the place with so much excitement in them, and end up leaving the fair with no bags of toys in their hands, you could see their sad sad faces. aww man. reminds me so much about myself being a kid last time. how cb i was towards my parents when they didnt wanna buy the toys that i wanted so much. =x oh and there was this little boy. he came to me to borrow my phone to call his mumy cause he lost her. so cute. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thankies jinny, for your auntie anne's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thankies ongie and viggy for accompanying me home. if not for you guys, i think now i'll still be at jurong east mrt. hmm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. so now. im just gonna sleep forever. goodnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and SONG BOH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the best to everyone having common tests this coming week. wheets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EH FUCK. 22 MORE DAYS ONLY LEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116576729568466361?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116576729568466361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116576729568466361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116576729568466361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116576729568466361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/ohmyfuddiegod_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116559455237617681</id><published>2006-12-09T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:15:52.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take my hand, cause im walking out of here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah okay okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, thanks ahzhuan. i owe you one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, momo! im gonna steal your nintendo ds lite from you. and you suck. you killed my mamatchi. *&amp;^%$#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, thanks jee! for the dunkin' dounuts.&lt;br /&gt;and i love the rest of you too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="101" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/178247/081220061269.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/648644/081220061270.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116559455237617681?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116559455237617681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116559455237617681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116559455237617681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116559455237617681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/rawr.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116551016649086566</id><published>2006-12-08T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T00:49:26.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;does the breaking of a broken heart ever mean a thing to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116551016649086566?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116551016649086566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116551016649086566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116551016649086566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116551016649086566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/does-breaking-of-broken-heart-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116541417219773024</id><published>2006-12-06T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T22:21:51.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27 more days. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jasmine foo wished me a super advanced 'happy birthday', since the next time we're gonna see her would be on the 3rd of jan. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PAPER TOO EXPENSIVE, COME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. while my feel for studying isnt really here yet, i'll just blog abit first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ive got a new found friend. and his name is Hu Lau Lau. he has met practically everyone here, yet im especially close to him. HOHOHO. go figure. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and we can cross the &lt;em&gt;deng qiao&lt;/em&gt; together. funny meh. knneh. my chinese laoya let you all laugh only. fine la. its TIAN QIAO. not deng qiao okay. =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right. i finally realised such cockroach still exists in this world. cockroach = it = farktart. i've met quite a few of such to be honest. but this bloody cockroach is one mother f-ing retarded cockroach who doesnt quite know how retarded it is. it sucks people's blood, literally, and especially MY blood. knn. *&amp;^%$#$% cockroaches have brains, but i guess this one is an exception. brainless, senseless, heartless, emotionless, etc etc the list could go on and on to describe how &lt;em&gt;tweettweet&lt;/em&gt; it is. it tries really hard to act damn smart. but on the other hand, it doesnt know how retarded it was. and when it finally realised that, it tries sooooo hard to cover its own backside, not knowing that it makes itself even more retarded. okay i think im talking nothing and no one understands. but miss sua and miss ong should know who this cockroach is la. im sorry miss sua. i just cant take it anymore man. ARGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;miss sua, i cant believe i actually typed out a msg that was seven msges long this morning. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;enough said. im tired. and i cant wait for the weekends to come. but my next common test will be in 6 days time. and i feel like i have not enough time to conquer three bloody modules. and i think im just gonna die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH YA. dont play play hor. PLW common test had 100% passes leh. LLJ can go kiss her ass. look down on 03 somemore la. see who's got the power now. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND IF DREAMS WERE WINGS YOU KNOW I WOULD HAVE FLOWN TO YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116541417219773024?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116541417219773024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116541417219773024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116541417219773024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116541417219773024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/27-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116524950179321320</id><published>2006-12-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T00:25:01.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is not what i've always wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is not what i've always wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is not what i've always wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is not what i've always wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. goodnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and erm, 28 more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116524950179321320?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116524950179321320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116524950179321320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116524950179321320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116524950179321320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-not-what-ive-always-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116509332475640620</id><published>2006-12-03T04:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T05:02:04.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;suddenly, i thought of you, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116509332475640620?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116509332475640620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116509332475640620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116509332475640620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116509332475640620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/suddenly-i-thought-of-you-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116508292899363060</id><published>2006-12-03T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T04:59:20.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 more days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. no sleeping for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116508292899363060?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116508292899363060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116508292899363060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116508292899363060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116508292899363060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/30-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116502909685329893</id><published>2006-12-02T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T11:13:41.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;good morning beautiful. how was your night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mine was wonderful, with you by my side.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay so my saturday started off well. i had hum jing pang for breakfast, and i met my favourite auntie neighbour when we left home. :) and now, im here inside AMBER. and i can forsee a nice saturday ahead of me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway. i was too tired to further blog bout what happened yesterday. so thats the reason why im here now, again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yesterday, i went to the place where &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; used to go last time. come to think about it. it has been bout more than half a year since we last gone there. hoho. i went to the 11th storey. those were the good nice times. from digging 20cents/50cents coins for the lockers, to smuggling books under our jackets, to trying to get through the security desk, to smuggling tidbits in for me, to looking at that hotel a distance away. haa. :) OH YA. i cant remember how much money we wasted on the lockers, but bloody hell. NOW ITS FREE MAN. =s anyway. i went to the Retreat too. remember that time when &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; first took me to the Retreat, it was raining. so we could only look into the mini park through the glass door. oh well. still, that whole place leaves me with the fondest memories. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then we headed to town, and the funniest thing ever, happened there. to both sua and i. HOLY. read &lt;a href="http://wearethefarkies-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the farkies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for more info. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5168/563/200/20977/011220061220.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116502909685329893?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116502909685329893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116502909685329893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116502909685329893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116502909685329893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-morning-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116499370233094531</id><published>2006-12-02T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:21:42.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;omg. fuck fuck fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is damn exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EXACTLY ONE MORE MONTH. hohoho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but sadly, that gulu gulu muthu's lover is gonna burn me alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;si gin nah. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people, COUNT DOWN TIME. care to join? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116499370233094531?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116499370233094531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116499370233094531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116499370233094531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116499370233094531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/12/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116490105738460537</id><published>2006-11-30T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:37:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116490105738460537?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116490105738460537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116490105738460537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116490105738460537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116490105738460537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116481057127471938</id><published>2006-11-29T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T22:29:31.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK ME PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;fucking pissed. =(&lt;br /&gt;I MISINTERPRETED THAT MOTHER FUCKING QUESTION WRONGLY.&lt;br /&gt;10 marks gone just like that.&lt;br /&gt;just fuck me. just fuck me.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;damn angry. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116481057127471938?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116481057127471938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116481057127471938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116481057127471938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116481057127471938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/fuck-me-please.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116470964872871266</id><published>2006-11-28T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:29:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;try to forgive me,&lt;br /&gt;find a way to believe me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hurting the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;oh I know it's not easy,&lt;br /&gt;but baby believe me.&lt;br /&gt;we've been fighting this war far too long.&lt;br /&gt;where did we go wrong?&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/19538359-116470964872871266?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116470964872871266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116470964872871266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116470964872871266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116470964872871266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/try-to-forgive-me-find-way-to-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116464421453066117</id><published>2006-11-28T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:28:40.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you dont know how much that made my entire day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's been many days/weeks since i last smiled like this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know it best. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i wish there will be more than just this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still, i'll keep that faith in me.&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/19538359-116464421453066117?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116464421453066117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116464421453066117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116464421453066117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116464421453066117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-dont-know-how-much-that-made-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116459490307024113</id><published>2006-11-27T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T10:35:03.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your most likeable trait: STEADINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Capricorns are ambitious, and the lives of those born under this sign are marked by a purposeful pursuit of their destiny. Your motivating force is desire for success, money, status, position, authority, and (though you may not realize it) for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the sign of Capricorn the practicality of earth combines with the initiative of cardinality to create a personality geared toward leadership and power. Your ruler Saturn is the planet of limitations, which includes the limitation of time. (To the ancients, Saturn was the symbol for Father Time.) You have a heightened sense of the value of time, which helps to make you a superb organizer and planner. In the sign of Capricorn the quality of patience reaches new heights. One of the hallmarks of your sign is that you learn to wait for things you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An aura of melancholy and sternness often surrounds you. Saturn has been called the Celestial Taskmaster for it symbolizes responsibility, discipline, and restriction. You, as a child of Saturn, are practical and above all determined. As long as there is a top to get to from the bottom, you will persevere in your upward striving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You think of yourself as a real person in a real world which allows little time for idle pleasure-seeking. You have a sense of purpose and a great faith in your own ability. Essentially, you feel you can depend only on yourself. This remoteness of spirit is often misunderstood by others; it has been described as cold passion. But you are not cold as much as self-sufficient. Beneath your reserve there is a sensitive and sympathetic person, and anyone who needs a strong shoulder to lean on needn't look further than Capricorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Certainly you do not deserve your reputation for being sober and gloomy. One of your more striking characteristics is a sense of humor. Your wit may be dry, incisive, but it is extremely funny and has a way of erupting when others least expect it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As is your nature with everything else in life, you are cautious and conservative with money. Chances are you will amass wealth during your lifetime (usually in the later years), for you know how to make sound investments. In business your success is due to painstaking preparation. The journey of ten thousand miles may begin with a single step, but you know you can't get anywhere unless you first know where you're going. You may not size up a situation as quickly as some, but that can be an advantage, for it means you won't heedlessly plunge in. Instead, you will research, examine what others have done before, and gather all relevant data. Only then with a thorough understanding of the details, will you begin to move. And then you won't be stopped until you reach your goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your basic concern is for security. That goal comes first and you are usually materialistic. You can be spiteful toward those who stand in the way. You have a great sense of pride and will not forgive anyone who belittles or slights you. By the same token you will repay favors done for you. Scorpios also go out of their way to repay a kindness, but in their case it is done out of a sense of gratitude and fidelity. With you the motivation is pride, which does not allow you to live comfortable under an obligation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More than any other sign of the zodiac, Capricorns marry for money and prestige. In most relationships you must dominate, because when you are in control you do not feel vulnerable to another person's power. Ins mall ways you are continually testing the loyalty of those close to you. You are the loner of the zodiac, but have a great need to be loved and appreciated. Unfortunately, you won't let this need be known—in fact, you are a past master at concealing it.&lt;br /&gt;Underneath the mask, you wear still other masks, and it can take a long time to discover the real you. To others you may appear aloof, indifferent, hard to reach because you are so self-contained. But the very elusiveness of your Capricorn personality can be hypnotically attractive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyone who cares enough to penetrate your shell of reserve will be greatly rewarded. Your affections and loyalty run deep, and you cherish and protect those you love. And you stick around when the going is toughest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116459490307024113?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116459490307024113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116459490307024113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116459490307024113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116459490307024113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/your-most-likeable-trait-steadiness.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116454111234078113</id><published>2006-11-26T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:39:47.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because i am weak,&lt;br /&gt;will you lift me up?&lt;br /&gt;because i am scared,&lt;br /&gt;will you keep me from my fears?&lt;br /&gt;because i have lost all my directions,&lt;br /&gt;will you keep me in your shadows?&lt;br /&gt;because i still need you,&lt;br /&gt;will you still hold me close?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116454111234078113?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116454111234078113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116454111234078113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116454111234078113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116454111234078113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/because-i-am-weak-will-you-lift-me-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116453683189199621</id><published>2006-11-26T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:41:55.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i still do.&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/19538359-116453683189199621?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116453683189199621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116453683189199621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116453683189199621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116453683189199621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/but-i-love-you_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116447429168732014</id><published>2006-11-26T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T01:04:51.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love how you smile in the morning&lt;br /&gt;and the way you looked into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i remember the way that you kissed me&lt;br /&gt;these memories will keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't you give me just one good reason&lt;br /&gt;why should i let you go&lt;br /&gt;i feel you no longer need me&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i still, live inside you&lt;br /&gt;cos i feel, i'm never alone&lt;br /&gt;do you mean the things you say or do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i don't wanna be fallin' for you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all that i have within me&lt;br /&gt;the things that i couldn't show&lt;br /&gt;i can't face the truth you tell me&lt;br /&gt;just let me be on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you see i'm missin' you now&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care what i'll do&lt;br /&gt;i wanna control my emotions somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;still believe i'm losing you&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116447429168732014?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116447429168732014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116447429168732014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116447429168732014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116447429168732014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-love-how-you-smile-in-morning-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116439310244885559</id><published>2006-11-25T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:31:42.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no one in this fucking world has called me what you just did.&lt;br /&gt;not even my mum. not even my dad.&lt;br /&gt;and you just did.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;get a life,&lt;br /&gt;and fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116439310244885559?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116439310244885559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116439310244885559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116439310244885559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116439310244885559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-one-in-this-fucking-world-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116439027924784316</id><published>2006-11-25T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:48:45.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cough cough cough. fuck it. i think im dying. =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even my hongkie lecturer asked me why is janice so lifeless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and, i have no idea why either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it doesnt really matter, does it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it feels really good after letting everything out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but whats the point? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can never find the answers to my questions anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those things i thought about, are they ever gonna be real? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the feelings i get, do you feel the same way too? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;call me stupid. call me dumb. call me a fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont know. by asking myself more questions, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its gonna make myself feel more fucked up. but i just.. :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you momo. you've been a great help just by listening. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will follow my heart that shows me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i’ll risk the things that i may lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i may not have all the answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at least the choice is mine to choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wont you walk away from this hell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116439027924784316?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116439027924784316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116439027924784316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116439027924784316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116439027924784316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/cough-cough-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116429661399447881</id><published>2006-11-23T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:43:34.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant take another day without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause, baby, i could never make it on my own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ive been waiting so long just to hold you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to be back in your arms where i belong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry i cant always find the right words to say.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but everything i ever known gets swept away,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inside of your love.&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/19538359-116429661399447881?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116429661399447881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116429661399447881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116429661399447881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116429661399447881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-cant-take-another-day-without-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116420056840466362</id><published>2006-11-22T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:02:48.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i deserve someone at all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116420056840466362?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116420056840466362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116420056840466362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116420056840466362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116420056840466362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/do-i-deserve-someone-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116398833669805141</id><published>2006-11-20T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:19:34.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;notadayhaspassedwithoutmehavingthoughtsofyou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;andus.notadaywithouttears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;flowingdownmycheeks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everytimeithinkofyou.imissyou.imissyoursillysmile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ireallydo.thesmilethatmademefeltlike&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;youmeantthe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wholeworldtome.iwantyoutobeahappyman.iwantyou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tolivelifetothemax,andtoseekwhatyoureallywant.well,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ithoughtiwouldbestrongerthis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;time.iwaswrong.nothing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;seemsthatnicetome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everythingelseseems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unimportantto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;menow.ihavenoideawhereimheadingatall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;iwannagetoutofthissoon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;butidontknowhowlong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;illtake.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybeishouldrunaway.runfarfaraway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;toaplacewhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;idonothavetopretendanymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tellme.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tellmeistillhaveaplaceinyourheart.:'(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;// no. not everything, baby. i havent. i guess i never will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116398833669805141?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116398833669805141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116398833669805141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116398833669805141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116398833669805141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/notadayhaspassedwithoutmehavingthought.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116392153305778622</id><published>2006-11-19T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T15:32:13.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i know i shouldnt be this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;but a part of me wouldnt stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i found it hard to keep away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;cause these memories wouldnt fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;when will i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;how much i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;cause i know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im hurting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i never meant to make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;its the last thing i wanna do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;im missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel that im wandering alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;here on my own again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;wanting you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;with every step that i take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll make my way to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;you never thought i'll say to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;all the things you've always want me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i neevr seem to get things right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;but i'll make it up to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;some things are better left unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;and sometimes i cant explain at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont know how to make amends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;or was i ever wrong before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;no matter where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll have a part of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116392153305778622?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116392153305778622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116392153305778622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116392153305778622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116392153305778622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-know-i-shouldnt-be-this-way-but-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116387679097220210</id><published>2006-11-19T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T15:35:17.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;slap me, somebody.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;just fucking slap me hard.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116387679097220210?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116387679097220210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116387679097220210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116387679097220210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116387679097220210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116386469940114084</id><published>2006-11-18T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:53:07.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today wasnt that bad afterall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;met E-MOmo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kns. 30 questions also cannot think for me. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh. thanks for the drink too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while waiting for another ass, =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i noticed someone standing next to me for quite awhile. i didnt quite bother at first actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but when i turned to look, it turned out to be DA CHEF/MY POA SAVIOUR! long time no see man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after kopi, we bumped into my son. damn. take care of your wrist la. see you soon too son. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the bus ride home... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, thats why i said, today didnt turn out that bad la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAI. i was just mentioning bout that &lt;em&gt;bbbbb&lt;/em&gt; in one of my previous entries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh well, good for you lor &lt;em&gt;bbbbb&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whateverr la okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;// that hope still lingers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'll keep that faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;till the day you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont mean a thing to you at all anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;:''(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/19538359-116386469940114084?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116386469940114084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116386469940114084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116386469940114084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116386469940114084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-wasnt-that-bad-afterall.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116378119129552683</id><published>2006-11-18T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T00:34:45.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was at this place just now.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i did enjoy the company.&lt;br /&gt;guess it was cause of the corner of my throat that hurt so much, i didnt feel like talking.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i was just,&lt;br /&gt;somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind bout that.&lt;br /&gt;we ate like crap btw.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;as i lied down on the big big bench, looking towards the dark skies,&lt;br /&gt;it just reminded me about that particular night.&lt;br /&gt;that night when you were so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;we were on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;and we were looking at the same stars that were hung brightly in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;though we were so far away from each other,&lt;br /&gt;but as i looked onto the sky,&lt;br /&gt;i could see you.&lt;br /&gt;how much i wished you were there with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and how much i wish you're here with me.&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/19538359-116378119129552683?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116378119129552683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116378119129552683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116378119129552683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116378119129552683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-was-at-this-place-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116369805137702964</id><published>2006-11-17T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:01:28.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i actually wrote this when i was alone at a place yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; it's just for memory sake i should say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not anywhere near wanting to gain sympathy from anyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go away if its not worth your time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;goodbye in advance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we started talking in sec3 when we became classmates. you were a small boy and i was plump then. -.- since then, we became friends. slowly, we became really good friends during those sec4 days. i missed those times in the science lab. we would sit next to each other at the first row on the right side of the room. everytime you pon school when there were practical lessons, i would be alone, therefore, i wouldnt be able to copy answers from you. and practical lessons would seem so boring because i had to do those practicals all by myself. oh. and remember you ran the 2.4km run with me? you ran next to me, constantly telling me never to give up. and my final timing was cool. i was happy. :) when i fell out of love, you were always there for me. you cared so much for me. you lifted me up again. remember those days when we had to secretly meet up? till now, i still dont understand why we had to be so secretive . but i didnt care, we always enjoyed each other's company anyway. anytime and anywhere. :) i used to dislike one your friend because she told you that i didnt appreciate you and the things you've done for me. to think that there was once when you actually believed her. i was upset. because i felt really appreciative towards you then. thank goodness that friend of yours didnt affect our close friendship in any way. or else i would have killed her. ha. no im kidding. and i used to be crazy over mr buble. our friend booked the tickets for us when i didnt quite promised him i wanted them, but you still went to his concert with me anyway, well, after a hard time finding those cash to pay for our tickets that is. i remember we almost got lost on our way there after so much of walking, and ended up taking a cab. nonetheless, we enjoyed that evening so much. those days spent in any cafes/libraries were simply unforgettable. the number of packets of m&amp;amp;ms you smuggled in for me, the things we talked about, and the silly little things you did etc. when we bumped into any of our friends along the way, they never fail to joke about the two of us. argh. =x nearing my birthday last year, we got into a misunderstanding because of one bloody phonecall your friend made to me. i was pissed. and because of that, we didnt talk for days. i swear to god, my birthday wish last year was things to get better between the two of us. and my wish came true. i was happy. things got back to normal again. those things you said in your forum, i actually knew about it but it was supposed to be kept a secret so i supposed you didnt know i knew then. when i read it, i was touched and it kinda brought me to tears. i couldnt believe that was my first time tearing for a friend so close to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;soon, school life started again. but that didnt stop us from meeting up often, some silly friend of ours used to enjoy finding ways and means to bring us together. and he's a good friend of ours still. anyway, all these while, i knew you had a thing for me. and i supposed the same goes for me. but i hid my feelings. later, i asked myself, why not let's give it a try, but i couldnt feel the assurance from you yet. when i worked in town, you always took the time to visit me. once, it was raining so heavily, you still came, but you got yourself really dripping wet. :( oh. and when both my friends were about to get into a relationship of their own, you told me we would race with them to see who would be the first couple to be attached. they won though. but soon, it was our turn. i was happy. and so were you. i began to love you more than anything else day by day. the first kiss i gave you, the first kiss you gave me, the first time we held hands etc, do you still remember when and where they took place? i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;our 1st month, you said it was wild, something so out of this world. remember how we used to say the same things at the same time, do the same things at the same time, ordered the same food unknowingly at thai express, and funny how you knew where i wanted to go for a particular kind of icecream. telepathy, i should say. thinking back, it was really funny. ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;into our 2nd month, remember the night you called back to tell me that the guy in The Bachelor told the girl he chose that he would make her the happiest girl on earth? you said he was lying. because im the happiest girl on earth, not her. i was. and i still am. that night, i grinned from ear to ear as i fell asleep. and when i had cravings for mcdonalds' nuggets, you got them for me on your way to my place. rememeber that night we combined forces and played isketch against others? we beat them flat several rounds continuously. we were the champions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;our 3th month, you went for camp twice. those days without you felt so empty. but the phonecalls you made when you were away always make my day. we said that all we need is patience and trust to keep us going. i was really upset when you said everything else seemed not so enjoyable anymore. i wrote you a letter one night, but i didnt have the courage to give it to you in the end. the letter's still with me btw. remember what i also taught you to do everytime you miss me? i hope you still are doing that everytime you think of me, well, thats if you still do. and when you came back from your first expedition, i made a suprise for you. i hope you still remember how it tasted like. it must be horrible i guessed? heh. =x i told myself one day that i should learn to be less clingy onto you, or else we would both lose our freedom. i guessed i never learnt. and now that i do, its already too late. :( slap me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;our 4th month, we didnt get to spend our anni together because you were away for another camp. but it didnt matter. soon, i started to feel less and less attention from you. i was afraid. afraid that you dont love me anymore. and we got into a really terrible augument. i got even more afraid after that. after which, i started to change, as what you said. but all i wanted was to learn to compromise to make things better. i knew you would be happier without me. but i kept telling myself never to let you go because i thought things would soon get back onto the right track again. then it was your birthday. you told me you were happy. and i hoped you really enjoyed that night with all those 'friends' of yours next to us. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then it was our 5th month, sad to say, it was our last anni too. :( when you looked into my eyes and said you missed me, i felt so loved so loved. i thought things really got back on track again. but no, i was wrong. so i supposed, this was the best way out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you once told me that you'll always stand by your promises. one of those you made to me was that you will always stand by my side even if we're not together anymore, though you wished that will never happen. and now that it has happened, will you still stand by your promise, baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and if you dont know, i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i miss you so badly.&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/19538359-116369805137702964?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116369805137702964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116369805137702964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116369805137702964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116369805137702964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-actually-wrote-this-when-i-was-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116360531034090081</id><published>2006-11-15T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T23:41:50.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love has a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so many words were left unspoken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so many dreams go unfulfilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never to come out of the open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the cry in the dark where no one knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanted so much for a happy ending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the fact still remains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love never ends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lettin’ go is not the end of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your love remains in my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love has a time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love has a place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love has a reason &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you can’t ask it to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no matter how long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the time, the distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;baby love has a way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to help me survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now there’s no use for my pretendings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;out in the open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i would run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know for sure what i’m leaving behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i’ve gotta move on with my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lookin’ back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i remember the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things we said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the tears we cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there’s one thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will never forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for one moment in time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you were mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116360531034090081?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116360531034090081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116360531034090081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116360531034090081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116360531034090081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/love-has-way-so-many-words-were-left.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116351308299358814</id><published>2006-11-14T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T22:04:43.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the rose has not withered a single bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and i hope it never will.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116351308299358814?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116351308299358814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116351308299358814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116351308299358814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116351308299358814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/rose-has-not-withered-single-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116343247322032334</id><published>2006-11-13T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:01:04.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;memories are meant to be memories. being a part of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thank you for all the sweetest memories you've given me. ive thought so much about it. and you've finally got me to understand that i was living in self-denial for the past few weeks, or maybe months. and the things mummy said last night, and today, really got me back to my senses again. i would be lying if i say im really really okay about what has happened, but im not entirely upset about it either. i supposed this is really the best way out for us. you would be happier. and so will i. i saw you today, but i guessed you didnt see me. i was on the bus and you were entering school. i felt so alone when i was on the bus. everything that happened last time just flashed back into my mind again. i couldnt control the tears that were falling. this time, i didnt have any shoulders to lean on. and every familiar places that i went today, i swear i saw images of you and i and those happy times we spent together. the place where it all started, now feels so empty without you. topless 5s and venezia's lemon sorbets will never taste as sweet if i dont eat them together with you anymore. i know i am wrong for adding more stress into your life. and im sorry i wasnt able to share your problems with you. i was selfish. because when i finally got you, i only wanted you and your everything to be for me alone. im sorry for not giving you enough space for yourself. i really didnt mean it. we're both still young. and this isnt really the right age for us to commit into anything yet. there are many other things in this world that we havent seen. mummy, i finally understood your point. thank you mummy. thank you for holding my hand and patting me to bed last night. thank you daddy, for the little pats on my backside too. i really missed them. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;time shall heal all wounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and as time goes by,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know one day we'll be like how we used to be again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;keep the faith in you yeah sweetheart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are so many other things i wanna say. but some things shall only remain in my heart. some things cannot share one. =x i know such entries may not sound like me, but i promise i'll soon return to my normal happy self again. janice is a strong girl, remember? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh. and dont you ever dare take that coat off lil dylan. he needs it to keep himself warm. and tell him i miss him too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you've been my bestest friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and will always be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;still, with that extraordinary love.&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/19538359-116343247322032334?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116343247322032334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116343247322032334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116343247322032334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116343247322032334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/memories-are-meant-to-be-memories.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116331760345693698</id><published>2006-11-12T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T15:59:21.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why does it always have to feel like im at fault everytime we have little disagreements? i dont know if you have ever put yourself into my shoes and feel how im feeling. im really tired. tired of shedding tears everytime i feel like this. everytime i feel so alone. if you were me, baby, would you rather be kept in the dark or know the truth? maybe your intentions were good, i know. but have you ever thought about me, about how i feel to know the truth myself? isnt being together all about honesty and giving in to one another? i love you. i missed you and you know how i much i wanted to see you even if its for a short while. and i will never understand how you feel if you dont tell me, baby. you're always lined up with so many activities, i know. on the other hand, im more carefree and everytime im alone, no one knows how much i wanted to be just lying in your arms and nothing else. but im learning to give you more space for them and for yourself. but i want to know if im still someone important to you, and if you're really putting in the effort to find time for me. people say, absence makes the heart grow fonder. im already missing you like crazy. but others say absence makes someone lose feelings for another. im afraid. im afraid that you would feel this way. i may be too possessive. i may be too over sensitive about certain things. but you know above all these, its because i love you. i really missed those times sitting on the dining table with you over dinner, lying next to you watching tv and other little things i used to do with you. i miss you baby. i really do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or maybe, i just havent been a good girlfriend afterall. im sorry. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goodbye to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116331760345693698?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116331760345693698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116331760345693698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116331760345693698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116331760345693698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-does-it-always-have-to-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116322395242127994</id><published>2006-11-11T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T14:37:29.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is this how i should be feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes, i ask myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime it rains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and im stuck at home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i feel so alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where is my baby?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imissyoucrazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="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/19538359-116322395242127994?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116322395242127994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116322395242127994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116322395242127994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116322395242127994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/is-this-how-i-should-be-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116318267402267149</id><published>2006-11-11T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:17:54.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time check : 2:00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH. had supper with onemillionoflings just now. :)&lt;br /&gt;can i make a friend with you?&lt;br /&gt;HOHOHO. are you happy. lol. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i dont know if i should work there leh.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the pay also not much of a diff.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i must go take two jabs before i can start work.&lt;br /&gt;lastly, must wear some kuku nugget uniform if i work there.&lt;br /&gt;BUT CAN MEET AHMENGS.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby terribly. :(&lt;br /&gt;jia you for your compy later k. though i may not be there to support you, but you know deep inside im always with you. go go jia you!&lt;br /&gt;ilu ilu. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116318267402267149?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116318267402267149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116318267402267149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116318267402267149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116318267402267149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/time-check-200am-woah.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116309245637821986</id><published>2006-11-10T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T01:14:16.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;one boy, one girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;two hearts beating wildly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116309245637821986?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116309245637821986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116309245637821986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116309245637821986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116309245637821986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-boy-one-girltwo-hearts-beating.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116300737483606798</id><published>2006-11-09T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:54:16.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hereby declare that im super anti our damn IWD teacher. SCREW HIM SCREW HIM SCREW HIM. he should just go back to india and suck his own shit there. =x knn. so many people in class, only wanna pick on me. NEVERMIND. i dont wanna say already. thank god we see his fuck face 2hours per week only. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dammit. i still need to do my research for comtoolkit for today's lesson. @#$%^&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm met up with xp for coffee yesterday. so nice. long time no see lady. meet up more often okok. :)&lt;br /&gt;and something really screwed happened to me on our way back. lol. and eh! woman, not funny lor. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''I SAW U COS IM BESIDE U.." -.-&lt;br /&gt;how dumb can this person get. wah lao eh.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you want me i want you you hold me you love me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now now let me out i want to take you in my arms and i want to feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now you dance with me come to in my arms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116300737483606798?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116300737483606798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116300737483606798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116300737483606798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116300737483606798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hereby-declare-that-im-super-anti.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116277630771731246</id><published>2006-11-06T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T09:37:49.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;HAPPY FIVE BABY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1, 2, 3, 4, high 5!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i love you sweetie. you're my hero. you make me proud of you. you're my man. :D&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/19538359-116277630771731246?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116277630771731246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116277630771731246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116277630771731246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116277630771731246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-five-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116266611179100358</id><published>2006-11-05T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T05:44:06.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="158" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5168/563/320/HEH.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just say. ive been missing these two girls so much. that it feels nice just to see them again. but today's meet up was super unprepared. LOL. we didnt know where we were actually heading to la. but oh well. it didnt turn out that bad anyway. we walked so much. took so many dumb photos together. talked bout so many things. did stupid things. ate alot. ate alot. ate alot. ate alot. NOWWREEN must love her name so much now. heh. and yeah, we hope you like your belated birthday pressie from us. you dont want can give me. HAHAHAHA. im just kidding. :) eh. wtf. i realised i still have sand inside my nails. eeeeeeeeee. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm. okay. im not looking forward to the new week to start. got so many things to do. hai. somebody please save me. can can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. who wanna start counting down with me? HOHOHO. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss my baby. i miss my baby. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116266611179100358?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116266611179100358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116266611179100358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116266611179100358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116266611179100358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/lets-just-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116257367424638581</id><published>2006-11-04T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T01:07:54.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOHOHO.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to lose the feel to blog anymore. =x&lt;br /&gt;oh well. maybe i'll just come here only when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i hope ahliang enjoyed herself just now with all the eggs cracked on her head and the cake smashed into her face. =D&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mummy, you and daddy should stop scaring janice like this.&lt;br /&gt;please dont make janice worry for the two of you all the time okay.&lt;br /&gt;stay well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and baby, i love you. heh. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116257367424638581?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116257367424638581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116257367424638581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116257367424638581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116257367424638581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-19538359.post-116248472766502493</id><published>2006-11-03T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:25:27.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cause you gave me the best mixtape i have. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAY AH LIANGGGGGG..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;life's like a rollercoaster..sometimes it goes up, sometimes it goes down..but mine's alil special. it goes all de way down says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nic™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ѕнаоling ; and its my name thats on that jag , says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Mayo is on "L" 's Side Choa ` KIM JUNG HOON says:&lt;br /&gt;SHENG RI KUAI LE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;marilyn says:&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ѕнаоling ; and its my name thats on that jag , says:&lt;br /&gt;i am 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;nic™ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;nic™ says:&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY AR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;ѕнаоling ; and its my name thats on that jag , says:&lt;br /&gt;YEAH BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cause you gave me the best mixtape i have. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SEVENTEEN AHLIANG!!! :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19538359-116248472766502493?l=purplepaperundies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/feeds/116248472766502493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19538359&amp;postID=116248472766502493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116248472766502493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19538359/posts/default/116248472766502493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplepaperundies.blogspot.com/2006/11/cause-you-gave-me-best-mixtape-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735148905811796823</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
