<?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-4130234</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:04:28.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to be [assembled]</title><subtitle type='html'>:::d[ana]. to be assembled. caution:pieces might be missing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110725172836875481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110725172836875481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110725172836875481' title='LAST ENTRY.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110620774414114977</id><published>2005-01-20T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T16:02:57.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coffee doesnt all taste the same.</title><summary type='text'>dear blog,in ten minutes time im going for work.i hope i get to make frap drinks again.ill remember to blend twice.the people at starbucks are really nice.they look young cos they smile so much :Dcan i borrow someone's really good camera so i can make really good short filmsand take really good picturesso that i can really good get into fsv??went for ngee ann's open house.set.no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110620774414114977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110620774414114977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110620774414114977' title='coffee doesnt all taste the same.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110515976323068271</id><published>2005-01-08T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T12:49:23.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on my face i scratched out something like a silhouette</title><summary type='text'>just finished lord of the flies.ITS MAD AND PSYCHOTIKKK AND YOU KNOW WHAT??HUMANS ARE BORN VIOLENT.HER EYES WERE SO THERE.starbucks cancelled out on me i gotta return tomorrow at 12nn.they are so next sunday.busted 2 hours in borders looking at photography books and sooo.hey the photographs were awesome.i was sniffing cos they touched me.hAHA.TOUCH ME!!whats the difference between porn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110515976323068271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110515976323068271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110515976323068271' title='on my face i scratched out something like a silhouette'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110490488013768103</id><published>2005-01-05T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T14:01:20.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anagrams.</title><summary type='text'>danielaA AD LIENA AD LINEA AD NEILA AD NILEA AD EL INA AD LEN IA DANIELA NAILEDA DENIALA DEAL INA LADE INA DALE INA LEAD INA ADLE INA LADEN IA ALDEN IA AID LENA DALI NEA DALI ENA DIAL NEA DIAL ENA LAID NEA LAID ENA LAD EINA LAD NE IA LAD EN IA LAND IEA AND ELIA AND LIEA AND LEIA AND EL IA DNA ELIA DNA LIEA DNA LEIA DNA EL IA DAN ELIA DAN LIEA DAN LEIA DAN EL</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110490488013768103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110490488013768103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110490488013768103' title='anagrams.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110411828145784357</id><published>2004-12-27T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T11:31:21.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say ocean.</title><summary type='text'>YOU'RE WALKING SO PECULIAR NOW LIKE YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO HIDE.YOUR CRYING MADE ME MISS MY FAVOURITE PAAAAART.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.LOOK WHO'S TALKING.i dont know why you hate me so much.did i miss something?I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110411828145784357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110411828145784357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110411828145784357' title='say ocean.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110395536720561812</id><published>2004-12-25T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T14:16:07.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im shivering hard now shivering hard now</title><summary type='text'>a kind of perfect.MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!sister prefers to stay over at her FRIENDS SISTERS house cos ´the sis is getting married so instead of spending xmas with family she goes to attend someone elses wedding.bitch.make my mum sad onlymy brother threw tantrums cos he couldnt open his presents.my sister go jelous i got a 160 discman.my lil sis cries cos she wants to play with my brothers </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110395536720561812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110395536720561812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110395536720561812' title='im shivering hard now shivering hard now'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110387262196517271</id><published>2004-12-24T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T15:17:01.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daniela monasterios tan//</title><summary type='text'>im sad yet happy.went for training today after 8 mths HAHAmy backside hurtshope i can get outta bed tomorrow.hmmmmim sorry.i wish i could be smth more.but i guess not.i didnt....nehmind2and to YOU.te quiero te amo aku cinta padamu wo ai ni je t'aime!!!and to youi know u wont see this but i hope your fineand to youIM NOT OKAY I PROMISE.ok i bluff.shine on, diamond eyes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110387262196517271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110387262196517271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110387262196517271' title='daniela monasterios tan//'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110292253713411273</id><published>2004-12-13T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T15:22:17.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAVE TWO BEST FRIENDS (THEY ARE SITI AND NIHAAD)</title><summary type='text'>wanna hear horror stories??Xena is barely 16 doesnt do drugs nor go clubbing but has a curfew of 7pm (and thats when she gets to go out) her brother beats her up (megadomania) over stupid things and she cant do lots of things. she was bethrothed secretly and tried to get away from it only to get into more trouble (and cane marks). now she spends her time staring at the box and out her window </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110292253713411273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110292253713411273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110292253713411273' title='I HAVE TWO BEST FRIENDS (THEY ARE SITI AND NIHAAD)'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110204403094854991</id><published>2004-12-03T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T12:36:21.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i can do is blog about turtles.</title><summary type='text'>turtles can live up to a century.turtles can swim.turtles are slow on land.turtles are...mamals???OK I THINK I GOT THE JOB.manager will give me a call and i have to see her again to find out the days for training and classes (yeah school again) and i think i better dye EVERYTHING black cos she could see the pink underneath my fringe and thought i sprayed my hair black.ok ca suffit.je </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110204403094854991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110204403094854991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110204403094854991' title='all i can do is blog about turtles.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110199647069339489</id><published>2004-12-02T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T22:07:50.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cant you see apologies bleed from their eyes??</title><summary type='text'>the manager at starbucks is damn sharp.she realised i had a tongue piercing (just dont play with it)and i now have only a few strands of pink hair (as much as i love your hair and wish i could do a colour like that i can't)so hoping for the best just hoping smth happens (and i get the job)going to be working full time (hopefully) 9 hrs/5 times a weekthat means arnd 700bucks a month.ORwork</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110199647069339489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110199647069339489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110199647069339489' title='cant you see apologies bleed from their eyes??'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110180269122863069</id><published>2004-11-30T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T16:18:11.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found a contact lens at the bottom of the swimming pool.</title><summary type='text'>ok i figured im really not getting that dumb job.(who wants to work there anyway)ok i do.waiting for nihaad n siti mandie in town.reading "the bleachers" by john grisham now.prom was cool.OK THEYRE CALLINGSWEET JOSEPHINE WOULD YOU FUCK ME BACK HOME???(SAY YES SAY YES SAY YES SAY YES)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110180269122863069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110180269122863069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110180269122863069' title='i found a contact lens at the bottom of the swimming pool.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110138365520136006</id><published>2004-11-25T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T19:54:15.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>use re-chargeables if you care about tomorrow</title><summary type='text'>siti im really sorry i didnt do ur hair properly.we'll try to fix it tomorrow, make it more pink.sorry also for not going holly secrets.not feeling well.shucks i feel bad.ok ok tomorrow ok?sorry.hey i fainted!i've always wanted to faint.but it was scary ah.one moment i was taking out my card to pay the next i see a man and a few ladies above me.lost 5 seconds of my life ah!!i dont remember</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110138365520136006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110138365520136006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110138365520136006' title='use re-chargeables if you care about tomorrow'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110129664293668864</id><published>2004-11-24T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T19:53:02.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why?...</title><summary type='text'>why?because the sun risesbecause the rain fallsbecause the moon goes through cyclesbecause the earth spinsbecause the mothers feed the youngbecause the birds flybecause fish live underwaterbecause trees growbecause children become old peoplebecause paris is in francebecause my hair is pink nowbecause my sister is wearing a star shirtbecause rainbows are colourfulor maybejust </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110129664293668864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110129664293668864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110129664293668864' title='why?...'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110119669090149432</id><published>2004-11-23T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T15:58:10.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my mother's spanish colleage looks like superman.CALIENTE!!!:D</title><summary type='text'>YAY AS OF TOMORROW IM HAVING JET BLACK HAIR WITH PINK STREAKS.i hope.saw "saw" yesterday.WOAH.camera angles good.story line.PSYCHOTIKKKKKKK.min gng la salle.she said i could go with her.HAHA.or contemplate NAFA.but im scared.i regret not taking art in sec 3.going to email my cousin -the artist.the one with the exhibition and who appeared in central.HAHA!.he said he could work with me if i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110119669090149432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110119669090149432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110119669090149432' title='my mother&apos;s spanish colleage looks like superman.CALIENTE!!!:D'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110109796842963538</id><published>2004-11-22T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T12:32:48.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW OBVIOUS IS OBVIOUS.</title><summary type='text'>here's a lesson in maths:let's take life as an example.the probability of anything happening the first time is half.so...P(things happening the first time)=1/2the probability of them happening the second time will also be half.so altogether,if u try twice, the probablity of it coming true is...P(things not happening first time but happening second time)=1/2 * 1/2 =1/4so if people say that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110109796842963538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110109796842963538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110109796842963538' title='HOW OBVIOUS IS OBVIOUS.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110094828271982145</id><published>2004-11-20T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T19:18:49.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like its where you wanna be.</title><summary type='text'>went to town with my sis.bought a green rufio shirt.yadda yadda yadda.yesterday night went to town with my brother.watched the incredibles -nice graphics i like-.yadda yadda yadda.o levels are over.and yes it feels good.im happy. :D may not be all that i expected but life never is.yadda yadda yadda.all i wanted was a small itsy bitsy line of esperanza.but i realise now it's not going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110094828271982145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110094828271982145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110094828271982145' title='like its where you wanna be.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110075899826710128</id><published>2004-11-18T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T14:37:26.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more day to go.</title><summary type='text'>"So pace thestairs to your a-partmentLike it's where you wanna be"his voice is so breathy.so seductive.so slow.so deliberate.so intriguing.so raw.so painful.so wow.so fullofenergy.so full of air d'etre.so alive.so dead.so wishful.so sure.as if he's given up.i want to marry his voice.got my new specs.now can look like wilma from scooby doo again. :Dgot a date with my bro n sis tom :) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110075899826710128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110075899826710128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110075899826710128' title='one more day to go.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110066603274552067</id><published>2004-11-17T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T12:37:02.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gentlemen dont ask questions....</title><summary type='text'>we could pay attention.i could say it in a thousand different tonguesi better get myself in shamblesand a million other waysbefore ur folks are up and looking for some answers.i could cast it to the wind and let it bring it across the fieldsi think thats how it goes.i could write it in the sand and let the words take sailthe album grew on me.i could carve it on a cliff and let the waves </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110066603274552067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110066603274552067'/><link 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movies in his primary school.and i'll have three mothers one who will bake everyday and one who </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110060121164918485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110060121164918485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110060121164918485' title='there is one thing i can do nothing about'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110043615288934560</id><published>2004-11-14T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T20:42:32.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUNGA API and peter the danish man</title><summary type='text'>haha this is the best hari raye siah.at sitis aunt house now.the foo power. GOT THE CORNFLAKES THING.SELAMAT HARI RAYEI LOVE TO PLAY WITH BUNGA API!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110043615288934560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110043615288934560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110043615288934560' title='BUNGA API and peter the danish man'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-110023049577469341</id><published>2004-11-12T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T11:34:55.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>je suis sur le point de partir</title><summary type='text'>j'envie que l'examen ne serait pas très difficil.i wish to make you mineread spit against the wind by anna smith, good book.all abt this four kids summer that changed their whole lives.couldnt put it down as soon as i started reading.i like tony.he sounds special and beautiful.HAHAHA.i should be a book character.i wouldnt wanna be in adrian mole's diary though.he sounds like a freak :/i think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110023049577469341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/110023049577469341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110023049577469341' title='je suis sur le point de partir'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109998740330879741</id><published>2004-11-09T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T16:16:19.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rhapsody in blue</title><summary type='text'>rhapsody in blue.i forgot the composer.was listening to my grandpa's classical shits and looking thru his photoalbums and books.i wish he was still alive.when he was in hospital i seldom visited him.i was out playing HOCKEY.and when my mother was in hospital.i was busy playing HOCKEY.came across afiqah's letters.fuck i have like a whole box of letters that ppl sent me from pri3 all the way tp </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109998740330879741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109998740330879741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109998740330879741' title='rhapsody in blue'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109990464200025885</id><published>2004-11-08T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T17:04:02.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and then she said ok.</title><summary type='text'>she said don't.don't let it go to your head.i dont really feel like updating.but i have a lot to say.but i dont feel like updating.but i have a lot to say.but i dont feel like updating.but i have a lot to say.but i dont feel like updating.but i have a lot to say.but i dont feel like updating.but i have a lot to say.but i dont feel like updating.but i have a lot to say.but i dont feel</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109990464200025885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109990464200025885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109990464200025885' title='and then she said ok.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109964325201988013</id><published>2004-11-05T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T16:42:55.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o levels should be banned.</title><summary type='text'>my heads throbbing i swear.and the ghost is still in my room and has moved on to all the other rooms even though i removed the mirror.it refuses to let me sleep.WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY.hey i am halfway through the OsIF YOU FEEL LIKE DYINGYOU MIGHT WANNA SINGHAHAYOU MIGHT WANNA SINGHAHASING!---as the clothes come off so does the pridethen the whole act is detached from the mindthe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109964325201988013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109964325201988013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109964325201988013' title='o levels should be banned.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109920983769511198</id><published>2004-10-31T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T17:03:57.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am one and one is me</title><summary type='text'>i finished readingthe prophetthe alchemist.make me feel like i live in the middle east.i wantthe wind to take the words from my mouththe wind to play with my hairthe water to run through my bodyto be the waterto be the windto caress the cheeks of every humanto give them strenght when the sun threatens to wither themi want to be the world.i want to speak world.the language that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109920983769511198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109920983769511198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109920983769511198' title='i am one and one is me'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109895616924941570</id><published>2004-10-28T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T17:36:09.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why doesn't anybody like me, i don't understand.</title><summary type='text'>if the earth stopped spinning will i be 17 forever??scientifically, no.cos that biological clock continues to move on.damn.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109895616924941570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109895616924941570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109895616924941570' title='why doesn&apos;t anybody like me, i don&apos;t understand.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109878927996754022</id><published>2004-10-26T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T19:14:39.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not me, buried wreckage my soul.</title><summary type='text'>i wanted to sleep at 1am.ended up sleeping at 4.then woke up at 7 to go sch for PHYSICS O LEVELS.wtf i wrong with me.anw.kept tossing and turning.its either that there is really a ghost in my room or its that stupid book.it's some philosophy shit and it's frying my brains.but it's really fun.i don't believe it thought.on the other hand, what can we believe?plato -tts one of the first philosophers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109878927996754022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109878927996754022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109878927996754022' title='it&apos;s not me, buried wreckage my soul.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109867506809827751</id><published>2004-10-25T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T11:31:08.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>third time lucky</title><summary type='text'>i knew what to do this time.just wait till the pain went away.my bones felt bigger than my body.and i was breaking out in cold sweat.my mum says its low blood pressure.damn.i hate it.third time its happened.luckily it was at home.imagine if i was in school.damn.damn.had a horrible dream.dont wanna talk a lot.got my french o level today.WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109867506809827751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109867506809827751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109867506809827751' title='third time lucky'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109860383808561148</id><published>2004-10-24T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T15:43:58.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this poison's my intoxication....</title><summary type='text'>i got the used's latest album.I LOVE THE GRAPHICS.i keep drawing them.nice sae!!!so tortured and...gosh.i love it.i think i have worn the cd out playing it.23 bucks well used.haha i read siti and nihaad blog.what's this fascination with sperm whales ?! u know their sperm is salty tts why the sea gets saltier.and they excrete mucho mucho sperm.i just finished reading "lovely bones" fogot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109860383808561148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109860383808561148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109860383808561148' title='this poison&apos;s my intoxication....'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109825647713410577</id><published>2004-10-20T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T15:14:37.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i watched this spanish film "goya" last night on central and spanish films are just like french films sae.no conclusion.lot's of grey areas.he was a fine man -and a womanizer :( - and he was deaf.which leaves me wondering what a deaf person hears all the time.and what a blind person sees.blackness?how does a blind and deaf person speak? think? do words just come to us?and if so in which </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109825647713410577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109825647713410577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109825647713410577' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109825487050054763</id><published>2004-10-20T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T14:47:50.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i would have beetle juice in my mouth.</title><summary type='text'>i was reading this book and i like this passage.anyway in case you don't get it, the narrator thinks he has a hand grenade as a head cos anything would set him off." ... If you're blind, you get a white stick. If you've got a gammy leg you get a disabled sticker for parking on double yellow lines. A hand grenade for a head is a genuine disability and it would be easier if the general public </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109825487050054763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109825487050054763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109825487050054763' title='i would have beetle juice in my mouth.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109816022450087080</id><published>2004-10-19T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T12:30:24.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a idiot.</title><summary type='text'>who hacked my account?!!shitpissfuck.....anyway.im not supposed to be here.i am at woodlands library.anyone wanna join me and study with me message meadios!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109816022450087080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109816022450087080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109816022450087080' title='i am a idiot.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109791457978964189</id><published>2004-10-16T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T16:16:19.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new love</title><summary type='text'>casual sex-the wall betweenCasual sex, intentions like a chalk outline, of a dead body, screaming clarity more convincingly than the body itself. If you let me kiss your neck and unbuckle your belt, I swear we wont be the same again.Chorus:I swear we wont be the same again. x3You're drunk and probably an asshole but I dont care.Breakdown:Do you think it means nothing to me?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109791457978964189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109791457978964189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109791457978964189' title='my new love'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109790835022587616</id><published>2004-10-16T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T16:47:40.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a wall between.</title><summary type='text'>NIHAAD JANGAN SAD!!GO STUDY!!!----------------you would have thought i just announced taxes had been incresed to 75%.i say:i broke my specsmother:howi say:someone stepped on itmother:where were theyi say:on the floormother: is that the place you put your glasses at? (getting louder) i don't work hard just to replace the stuff you all break ...(and a whole gamut of other accusations)-----</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109790835022587616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109790835022587616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109790835022587616' title='a wall between.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109774540688430239</id><published>2004-10-14T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T17:16:46.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel the size of this fullstop .</title><summary type='text'>in primary school, all those whishpers always seemed to be about me.i have always always wanted to learn malay cos when those mats spoke...it always seemed like they were talking about me.and i really wanted to know why they saw a need to laugh at me.now i realise...not only do i need to learn malay..i need to learn mind reading.or maybe i'm just paranoid.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109774540688430239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109774540688430239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109774540688430239' title='i feel the size of this fullstop .'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109774123933734820</id><published>2004-10-14T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T16:12:16.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am a hybrid of: Progressive GirlIndie GirlClick on the pictures below to read more:Take the 'What Kind of Girl Are You?' quiz at CookingToHookup.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109774123933734820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109774123933734820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109774123933734820' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109766330076186436</id><published>2004-10-13T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T18:28:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we want a revolution</title><summary type='text'>i want to listen to riot grrl musik"Male Model"SLEATER KINNEYHe's got a perfect face    Turn away before you go and turn me on  I cannot look away  I'm stunnedit's that Je ne sais quoi uh huh He talks to me in my sleep Does he write my songs for me? Should I try to play just like him? Kick it out, could you show me your riffs? You always measure me by him          Don't get me wrong          </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109766330076186436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109766330076186436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109766330076186436' title='we want a revolution'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109765806428246902</id><published>2004-10-13T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T17:22:41.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate justinhan.</title><summary type='text'>how do you spell songkok?guys look nice in hats.including songkoks.form teacher called this morning.haven't been going school for 2 days.big deal it's going to end soon!!i'm sick anyway.i've a sore throat.i haven't done any work for 5 days.that's bad man.o levels soon but prelims drained me.though i didn't do as well as you 6pointers and whatever pointers..and though i didn't mug that hard...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109765806428246902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109765806428246902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109765806428246902' title='i hate justinhan.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109755383454772252</id><published>2004-10-12T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T12:03:54.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>superman is dead!!!!</title><summary type='text'>CHRISTOPHER REEVES IS DEAD! -he played superman in 1978- what's the world coming to!no handsome superman!!as i was making my way through the playground i heard a whiny shrill voice going -i beat you ah!- it was a small PAP kindergarden kid talkin to her teacher.they go to the playgroung every morning.wahlau.small kid so abusive.hahahaha.like lizzie!!!!i also came across a conversation </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109755383454772252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109755383454772252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109755383454772252' title='superman is dead!!!!'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109739015247157670</id><published>2004-10-10T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T16:20:14.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suffering, not smiling.</title><summary type='text'>http://www.acres.org.sg/campdolphin.htmjust read it.its abt the dolphins held captive n what u can do to help them :) they're suffering, not smiling!!!yesterday's gig was educative siah.they had people from the "food not bombs" organisation.you know it's illegal for a group of people to hand out free food to the homeless?cos its seen as protest.but i guess if u some big shot organisation can </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109739015247157670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109739015247157670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109739015247157670' title='suffering, not smiling.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109696612362783262</id><published>2004-10-05T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T16:48:43.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the old hag.</title><summary type='text'>im gonna be 18 next year.PiaNgZ- so oLDz MaNz.thanks to everyone who's wished me happy birthday!! :) n to haad for parting with her blood n siti for gettin me a limited edition fender!!:)fissioni wish i couldsplit myselfform a chain reaction and theni could doeverything i've ever wantedwhat i learned todayi learned todaythat Lord Rutherfordsuggested that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109696612362783262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109696612362783262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109696612362783262' title='the old hag.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109678811500149482</id><published>2004-10-03T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T15:21:55.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahlau.</title><summary type='text'>haha.4 or 5 weeks out of the online 'scene' man.im not a 'scenester' anymore. :(haha.aiya.acjc called the hockey girls in for some reception thing.n just when i decided im gng poly if i cant get to vjc, acjc comes n impresses me.now i dont know what to do.means now cannot go france already ah.esp if gonna join through hockey means must train.my sister threw away my contacts into the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109678811500149482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109678811500149482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109678811500149482' title='wahlau.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109497706589323200</id><published>2004-09-12T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T16:17:45.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>de vices</title><summary type='text'>de vices.the vices.devices.im going to get a vice.im getting a tv.good eh.haha.great timing man.just when im going to do my prelims.haha.i like lit man.i like a view from the bridge.its dumb.real dumb.im reading sample essays online.i like this line:Eddie is like a comet flying through the air, with an explosion imminent."Most of the time we settle for half and I like it better…. He </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109497706589323200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109497706589323200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109497706589323200' title='de vices'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109497549694961888</id><published>2004-09-12T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T15:51:36.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>up a dey</title><summary type='text'>i was trying to study social studies with finch playing on the background n i got distracted by a cover they did.its really nice.i never heard the original but the finch version is really nice....i bet kurt was high when he wrote this.DUMB-nirvanaI’m not like themBut I can pretendThe sun is goneBut I have a lightThe day is doneBut I’m having funI think I’m dumbOr maybe just happyThink </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109497549694961888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109497549694961888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109497549694961888' title='up a dey'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109479952318250298</id><published>2004-09-10T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T15:24:31.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm cured</title><summary type='text'>haha! sakit hati? its a thing of the past! i am back!tak tak baik!!http://music.dartmouth.edu/~wowem/electronmedia/mish/riot-grrrl.htmlhttp://www.tiara.org/alice/archive/punkracism.htmthere siti!!!check it out!!! i should have bought bikini kill!!not donnas.oh well..talked to zul-hockey- last night.haha!thanks zul!!i feel much better now.i feel light an elephant in space!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109479952318250298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109479952318250298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109479952318250298' title='i&apos;m cured'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109472654867070664</id><published>2004-09-09T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T18:42:28.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be nice to dani day</title><summary type='text'>siti put my picture as her wallpaper.be nice to dani day!ahhhhhhhhh i think im not studying enough.1.im thinkin abt old times2.im wasting time thinkin of ppl who are with other ppl3.4.5.aiya.i just know la.gah.why why why why why why why why why i said i didn't want what!!!!!!!!!!!stupid dani.stupid dani.stupid dani.:'(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109472654867070664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109472654867070664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109472654867070664' title='be nice to dani day'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109471238565726348</id><published>2004-09-09T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T14:54:00.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont care!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>im at the library now.i know i shouldnt be but i am so fuck u.haha!!!followed siti to learn bass frm navin yesterday hahahahahah.siti fast learner ah...then went to watch zulsband jam.wahhhh...i felt so small i mean.i love my crappy punk rock n shit but watchin them jam was so wooooow!!! progressive rock.very technical.its like, they really play man!!!!wow.n the biggest surprise in my life was</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109471238565726348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109471238565726348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109471238565726348' title='i dont care!!!!!'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109428906124512955</id><published>2004-09-04T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T17:16:36.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny.n not funny</title><summary type='text'>www.fat-pie.com/bfm.htmhttp://groups.google.com/groups?q=American+Beheading+video&amp;hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;selm=40a5b758%241_1%40news.tm.net.my&amp;rnum=1</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109428906124512955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109428906124512955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109428906124512955' title='funny.n not funny'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109427977921202438</id><published>2004-09-04T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T14:36:19.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOHOO</title><summary type='text'>i can't see mytagboard so i can't reply anyone who has stopped by.hmmm lotsa stuff has been happening namely1.rp gig which was a considerable success :D we just need 250 more.n 4th ave is doin us a GREAT favour by raisin it.we owe u all lollypop ah.2.prelims have started which is NOT a success3.my mum's back frm states n she got me rockagainstbushvol2 :D4.some sch in russia was under </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109427977921202438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109427977921202438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109427977921202438' title='WOOHOO'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109309728477374453</id><published>2004-08-21T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T22:15:56.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th post</title><summary type='text'>gonna make this quick.its my 200th.not bad ah.anyway.hui min cut my hair!!!its good!!she charges $40 from now onwards.we cut it at orchard mrt toilet.haha.emo arh emo arh.ms dorai's gonna spoil wasped tour!!! agh.if she doesnt approve all the bands...im going to slash my wrist.anwhappy bday navin!!!keep tt cake for me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109309728477374453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109309728477374453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109309728477374453' title='200th post'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109272834712638285</id><published>2004-08-17T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T15:39:07.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the unused</title><summary type='text'>had like nearly the whole day off today.teachers didnt come and all that...so free period.AND I FINALLY FINISHED "P.S. I LOVE YOU" such a sappy lovely book...it like this couple, the husband dies of erm...brain smth la...ok im tired i don't wanna talk about it.you all go read.hmmm so we have decided to charge 2 bux per entry.sooo that means we need 350 people.can make it??caaan...no choice!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109272834712638285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109272834712638285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109272834712638285' title='the unused'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109247824529210925</id><published>2004-08-14T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-14T18:10:45.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the taste of ink</title><summary type='text'>yest wmu session was crazy man.joshua was afraid smth would get stolen :( waha.got people leave their bags there la...got people put their faces on the glass and everything.and i cleaned the glass!!!!haha.addictive sae.then joshua is going to let me work there.I WISH AH.yest was mesticle's bday as well.passed him his present.talked at night later....ya.anw.just remember to never say never.cos...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109247824529210925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109247824529210925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109247824529210925' title='the taste of ink'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109206237055830643</id><published>2004-08-09T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T22:39:30.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over!</title><summary type='text'>i must have written this entry out 3 times.gah.haha.hmmm nihaad's party was great!most ppl turned out and those who didn't...too bad u couldnt make it.u missed a feast!haha.but im really glad its over cos it means we don't have to shush shush around n pretend.that was tiring man.haha.but the after celebration was the best.we went to majlis and on the way we caught the fireworks from in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109206237055830643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109206237055830643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109206237055830643' title='its over!'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109178649343440936</id><published>2004-08-06T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T18:01:33.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><summary type='text'>im sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry.i'll make it up to u.sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry.but anw.HAPPY BDAY NIHAAD.I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUMORE THAN KBOY ARH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109178649343440936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109178649343440936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109178649343440936' title='sorry'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109126798155086289</id><published>2004-07-31T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T17:59:41.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at nihaads</title><summary type='text'>i just watched greenday basketcase video.OK IM SLOW.its nice.haha.and i gtg.i dont know what to say.a first eh.fixed up the blog to make it look like it did b4.yeah.ohwell.looks really clean ah.gtg.haads bro wanna shower.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109126798155086289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109126798155086289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109126798155086289' title='at nihaads'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109117518018892919</id><published>2004-07-30T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T16:16:41.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><summary type='text'>i think ive fixed this shit.but.i dont like it.its damn ugly.   a man dies in the mrt station on wednesday.there is maybe one paragraph on his death.AND THE REST IS APOLOGISING TO PASSANGERS FOR INCONVENIENCES. AND HOW TO GET YOUR MONEY BACK. is there smth wrong with me?or them.  on the other handi havent been going to school for 3 days. i have been staying at home and panicking about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109117518018892919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109117518018892919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109117518018892919' title='hello'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109032228827034310</id><published>2004-07-20T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T19:36:25.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello there</title><summary type='text'>heyho im here. i hate hate hate my stupid blogskin. and i removed my tagboard cos i cant see it so no point. the library has banned anything that can be used to "chat"   nye.   arroz con leche me quiero casar con un pequito hombre que puede dansar   haha tts a stupid childrens rhyme i just recalled.i changed the words. i jus feel so deprived.   know what.mrs koh says that america din</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109032228827034310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109032228827034310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109032228827034310' title='hello there'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-109012528871091161</id><published>2004-07-18T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T12:44:18.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baybeats</title><summary type='text'>baybeats was good man. love me butchsupermarket heroesforced vormitOBJECTION OVERULE yesterday me and siti got to mosh with the punks.haha.damn fun and i fell.sandy sae the arena.we met a lotta ppl.they were cool.gloria n all.but siti crack her bone again so no more moshing for her.the emo from supermarket heroes was like tbs man.really enjoyed it.and objection overule had really good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109012528871091161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/109012528871091161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109012528871091161' title='baybeats'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108901955969930668</id><published>2004-07-05T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T17:32:06.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gig</title><summary type='text'>the gig on saturday was great! 180 played up to their name.did the NOFX song and got everyone moshing.haha.and siti and i finally got a 10sec mosh!!and there was some drama with a skirt-wearing girl and a dunnowhathewas guy.showsizenine was good too.they had a great guitarist who has a possesive gf.oh well.i would too.haha.siti made me wait at pasir ris for donkey years.but nvm siti :) haha.we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108901955969930668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108901955969930668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108901955969930668' title='gig'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108866638415284354</id><published>2004-07-01T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T15:25:37.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thsnk</title><summary type='text'>hey johan!thanks!hmmmhapppy bday siti!i hope u liked "the sitis" i designed it all by myself!HAHA!BTWeveryone check out my comic at siti's blog.its in links</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108866638415284354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108866638415284354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108866638415284354' title='thsnk'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108833058270161760</id><published>2004-06-27T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T18:03:02.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>couplandesque.net</title><summary type='text'>omg i wish i was like this girl! check her out! click here she's so artistic and even got her own radio station.IF I HAD A RADIO STATION, u can just guess wat songs ill play...SIGH...aku nak pegi poly and take computer studies.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108833058270161760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108833058270161760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108833058270161760' title='couplandesque.net'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108832977643203306</id><published>2004-06-27T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T17:49:36.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can i whine</title><summary type='text'>OH GOD I NEED TO WHINE BADLY!!haha the reason why punkrockers in the US wear chucks is cos THEYRE THE CHEAPEST SHOES.tts what punk is abt.not abt MANGO and TOPSHOP and all that shit.GOD.so if u wanna wear chucks go ahead.but not because  "its so punk -giggles squeals \m/" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108832977643203306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108832977643203306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108832977643203306' title='can i whine'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108832948558712996</id><published>2004-06-27T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T17:44:45.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so annoying</title><summary type='text'>damn this sucks.i can't post anything on my tagboard cos the library does not allow tagboards and guestbooks to be seen.i also cant see my tagboard at all.i was just reading blogs.johan:u going on 3rd july?do u know how to get there already?hmmm.if u wanna answer write in ur blog.HAHA.mis:lucky u never go gig arh.hahahaha.siti:oh siti tts nice of u to say.HAHA.nihaad::bacin.ur cousins at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108832948558712996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108832948558712996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108832948558712996' title='so annoying'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108832810996741878</id><published>2004-06-27T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T16:33:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>want-ad</title><summary type='text'>know what.in india n a lot of other countries u can pay ur way through education.can i buy someone's holiday hw??OR BETTER STILL.someone's brain.i'll pay u well!!!haha.today suposed to celebrate y mum bday n bring her to al majlis eat arab food. BUT. sigh. always like tt.i was plannin to treat her.i love my mom tho she doesnt give me everything i want. cos she cant afford it or what. at least </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108832810996741878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108832810996741878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108832810996741878' title='want-ad'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108823003990433758</id><published>2004-06-26T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-26T14:07:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.</title><summary type='text'>ohman.i just met my aunt and her two sons.my cousins la.anyway brian just came back on may from US and i think he's damn cool.he's an artist.:) yeah and then their lawyer of a sister's getting married to a japanese-indian lawyer.hmmm.haha.some ceremony took place at the zoo -yeah cool arh- but my family didn't go cos my mom's not in good terms with the rest of the family.sad right.my family's a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108823003990433758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108823003990433758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108823003990433758' title='haha.'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108815682350545606</id><published>2004-06-25T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-25T17:47:03.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at the lib</title><summary type='text'>just read mis' blog.hey mis if you reading this just wanna say that u rock la.haha.really envy the way u can keep it together wit ur guy.hope things gng well studies wise.------u know a few months ago up in KL a 4yr old kid got kidnapped.luckily the CARREFOUR staff were efficient and closed up everything as soon as the lady realised her kid was missing.they found the kid in her undies and half</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108815682350545606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108815682350545606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108815682350545606' title='at the lib'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108793325356139672</id><published>2004-06-23T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T03:40:53.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slping</title><summary type='text'>im at bana's house and she's sleeping.i take advantage arh.siti just woke up coughing.she sick arh.been a long time she sick.hope she dont die.after cannot go gigs.haha.i been thinking that the world has no future.i was watching mtv and all the rubbish we are being fed with.like we are supposed to look a certain way, think a certain way and all.but last time, our parents parents worked </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108793325356139672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108793325356139672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108793325356139672' title='slping'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108790980507035725</id><published>2004-06-22T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T21:10:05.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gig</title><summary type='text'>the gig on sat sucked.as in.ya.so little ppl.then got a lot of newcomers and no girls that wanted to mosh.and then.aiya. sg punkrock scene so sad.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108790980507035725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108790980507035725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108790980507035725' title='gig'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108790971576832255</id><published>2004-06-22T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T21:08:35.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tbs</title><summary type='text'>"One Way Conversation"One by oneThe children laugh and stareAt the boy down the road that nobody knows and nobody caresHe doesnt look like the rest of themCause he won't dress like the rest of themNobody cares about the boy on Northman StreetIn between the light of dayHe wants more than anythingIn between the light of dayTo find his way out of hereDinner conversationPasses him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108790971576832255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108790971576832255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108790971576832255' title='tbs'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108720949688553814</id><published>2004-06-14T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T18:38:16.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got enough??</title><summary type='text'>haha gig on the 19th.going?going?ya going.woke up at around 2 today.i decided to reverse my life and sleep till late and do work at night.i shall start studying.no use sitting arnd and groaning and moaning that this sucks.might as well nerd it out for a few more months.sigh.theres gotta be more to life.so where is it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108720949688553814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108720949688553814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108720949688553814' title='got enough??'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108715016660899969</id><published>2004-06-14T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T02:09:26.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><summary type='text'>yo me siento tan mala.mi vida es un grande blanco.yo no soy que esta pasando.todo que yo quiero es felicidad.pero todo el tiempo yo pienso que (je sais quelques choses me mettre en heureux?? mais tous les temps ils sont tres ) unatainable.je suis tres materialistik.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108715016660899969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108715016660899969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108715016660899969' title='sigh'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108706879604558106</id><published>2004-06-13T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T03:33:16.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>majlis rox</title><summary type='text'>arab heritage week is gone.finally learned to play the tabla, its an arab drum thing.its really cool.al majlis is a cool place to go, v cultured.haha.anw.the waiters are WOOOOOH.and great gossips too.gah.i hope theyre not gossiping abt us.u tend to miss things that u never thought you would.i wish i was 45kg.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108706879604558106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108706879604558106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108706879604558106' title='majlis rox'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108694899634955512</id><published>2004-06-11T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T03:30:29.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pangsai</title><summary type='text'>hey check this out!http://www.missminx.com/rant3.htmlexplains the 'punk' phenonemon.or however u spell it.haha.i shall update everyone.i pierced my tongue!yEAH/now can perasan cos the pain gone n i can speak properly and all.but u can ask nihaad,siti,my sis,farah and june how i was afraid i was gonna die.HAHAmy sis did it for me.yeah i know.my sister cooler than me larh.she got mats </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108694899634955512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108694899634955512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108694899634955512' title='pangsai'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108452690809576400</id><published>2004-05-14T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T17:28:28.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the impostor imposter is back.and exams are over.just the beginning of the life of a new nerd man.i tell u im gng to start studying from now.i like clark kent.i wanna marry superman.he married lois in 1970s u know.haha!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108452690809576400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108452690809576400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108452690809576400' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108427268585671552</id><published>2004-05-11T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-11T18:51:25.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HATE HER.annoying fly away bitch.hope u get fucked arnd by the pr n sknheads.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108427268585671552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108427268585671552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108427268585671552' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108383566765530722</id><published>2004-05-06T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T17:41:22.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hallo! ALLO ARH LOMEO?WHERE ARH LU?? BETTEH COM KIKLY ARH!WEAR UR PLADA SRIPER OKEY?? BERRY EXPENSIF ARH!HAMSOME ARH!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108383566765530722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108383566765530722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108383566765530722' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108341375714247104</id><published>2004-05-01T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-01T20:20:10.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at nihaads now.one of the few times i get to use the com.hmmm think i wont be going for project trng for a looong while.gotta study! oo NERD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108341375714247104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108341375714247104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108341375714247104' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108304637279801130</id><published>2004-04-27T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T14:17:00.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ANNOUNCEMENT!duh i cant post anyting la! the computer screen was taken away so i cant update for a looooooooong time.my grandma took the screen away.GRANDMA SUCKS!now i have no tv n no comp....so primitive!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108304637279801130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108304637279801130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108304637279801130' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-108002493038216465</id><published>2004-03-23T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T14:58:50.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHA im back.for a while.hols were alright.not that bad.gotta start thinking about the future.im in the com lab now.doing some project.been reading a lot recently.i hate this world.its so full of misery and sadness.like i jus found out abt Australia's history.how the British just dumped convicts and orphans there.cos it was too croded in Britain.and i hate it how people hide behind religion to do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108002493038216465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/108002493038216465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108002493038216465' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107866076221489738</id><published>2004-03-07T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T20:02:22.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what's happiness?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107866076221489738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107866076221489738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107866076221489738' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107865824879834453</id><published>2004-03-07T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T19:20:28.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grwingout</title><summary type='text'>i have to start getting myself on form.i havent been studying.i havent been running.i have just been slobbing off."I don't wanna grow upSeems that folks turn into thingsthat they never wantThe only thing to live for is today...Nothin' out there but sad and gloomI don't wanna grow upI don't wanna have to shout it outI don't want my hair to fall outI don't wanna be filled with doubtI </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107865824879834453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107865824879834453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107865824879834453' title='grwingout'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107858581328223333</id><published>2004-03-06T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-06T23:13:12.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chucks!</title><summary type='text'>ilovemydarlingcoachnordintobits!nordin rocks.haha.well today was a fun day.spent it with my darling hockey-ers.then met siti for a while.she was wit ginna.anw the rugby seven's was being promoted.n this guy had this tiny rugby balls pinned on to him.and joelle wanted one so i asked a guy if i cld haf a ball.HAHA.mistake.he said "u want my ball arh?"hahahhahaha.i bought new shoes!:) chucks.hi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107858581328223333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107858581328223333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107858581328223333' title='chucks!'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107846582309025065</id><published>2004-03-05T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T13:53:19.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>grrrrrrrrrr</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107846582309025065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107846582309025065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107846582309025065' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107846482467615296</id><published>2004-03-05T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T13:36:41.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello.i am sorry i am not running for sports today's heats.im feeling like crap now.been rotting my time away fixing this template..i kinda liked my old one..got blin and all..but needed a change..this one's nice too...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107846482467615296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107846482467615296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107846482467615296' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107841737687870734</id><published>2004-03-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T00:40:18.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change of template</title><summary type='text'>testing.testing.and againblink182::are we all victims of opportunity? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107841737687870734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107841737687870734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107841737687870734' title='change of template'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107841690008885645</id><published>2004-03-05T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T00:17:56.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tellmethisthingisworkinplease.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107841690008885645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107841690008885645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107841690008885645' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107841202047181986</id><published>2004-03-04T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T22:56:37.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idunwannarun</title><summary type='text'>bleah.sports day heats tom.why did i sign up.i hate running.i hate a maths too.mr loh made me feel so dumb.ok la im stupid.so kick me out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107841202047181986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107841202047181986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107841202047181986' title='idunwannarun'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107819113618864056</id><published>2004-03-02T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T09:45:38.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>n yet the wind does go on blowing</title><summary type='text'>yes life does go on. everyone is in school now. read joelle's entry. thank you joelle. :) thank u v v much. hockey. know what i think? if singapore wants to unite its people, to have somethings in common, to have national pride? they better start building up its sports.no.im serious.think about it.if say theres a soccer match btwn say man u and a sg team..im sure everyone would come down to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107819113618864056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107819113618864056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107819113618864056' title='&lt;h3&gt;n yet the wind does go on blowing&lt;/h3&gt;'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107814150455999012</id><published>2004-03-01T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T19:47:56.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about God and losing</title><summary type='text'>i just had a shower, cleaning out the day's happenings.going to the doctor soon for i have been sick for the past few days.so i don't think i'll go sch tomorrow.not that i want to anyway.don't get me wrong i am not ashamed about our loss to STC. in fact, im really proud of my team.before i continue, would like to say stuff that i have never said to them before.pauline-u are like that blanket </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107814150455999012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107814150455999012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107814150455999012' title='&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;h2&gt;about God and losing&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107797983572609829</id><published>2004-02-28T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T22:53:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"and i swear its the last time"</title><summary type='text'>im sick.as in really sick.tom workingalright.felicia complained abt my blog being boringhahaha.k shall try to make it interesting.how abt putting in one of our conversations??k i cant rem it.hmmm.doing china history in class this past week.angmoh's ar a buncha parasites tt didnt want their own people to do opium but jolly well went to go on war with china cos thy were able to make moola/money</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107797983572609829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107797983572609829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107797983572609829' title='&quot;and i swear its the last time&quot;'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-10773584676600392</id><published>2004-02-21T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T18:17:07.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>''and we'll talk about leaving town.."</title><summary type='text'>hello.long time no see.dont see a point in updating cos i got nth much to say.im boring.just got more boring.i got asked to join project squad.quite scared.standard high.crezhockey doing well.we gonna beat that sngs *** on tues.and im gonna flunk common test.went acjc funorama today.saw 2 (yes only two) worthy candies.one sum jap lookin guy.another was....KW himself. pwah.hahaha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/10773584676600392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/10773584676600392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#10773584676600392' title='&apos;&apos;and we&apos;ll talk about leaving town..&quot;'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107606987581207728</id><published>2004-02-06T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T20:20:16.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>signing out</title><summary type='text'>i get half an hour of online time.been really tired.cross country was so fun.we won 2nd for cheering.hey the standard was good k!.haha.erm.then i din go french for 2 times already.and i havent talked to him for a week plus.i am MIA.very very tired.nationals starting next week.let crescent win this year !!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107606987581207728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107606987581207728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107606987581207728' title='signing out'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107433219232286106</id><published>2004-01-17T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T17:38:25.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fat grl strikes agn</title><summary type='text'>hey.nv write for long.stuff's messed up la.he n i still talk.its like a bad toe.it hurts so much but u cant bear to amputate it.anw.apart from tt.i guess alls still gd.im nt gng to update for a looong time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107433219232286106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107433219232286106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107433219232286106' title='fat grl strikes agn'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107367765749288650</id><published>2004-01-10T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T03:49:20.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SITI please read this</title><summary type='text'>siti!dont apologize!i dont even know wat you apologising for.if it is the aisyah thing, forget it!!it was nothing really~!he was already in a funk anw..cos..i guess...i dont know really because i dont want to think abt it.its over.siti!i love you guys la!i would never be angry at you all.ok maybe irritated...but its quickly forgotten.i swear.please siti!!!!you never failed me!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107367765749288650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107367765749288650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107367765749288650' title='SITI&lt;marquee&gt; please read this&lt;/marquee&gt;'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107303793161820730</id><published>2004-01-02T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T18:07:05.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first day of schoolsecond day of the yearso why does it feelthat the end is near</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107303793161820730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107303793161820730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107303793161820730' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107303785055043677</id><published>2004-01-02T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T18:05:44.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>starched new blouseslike little houseswashed in bright sunlightskirts that coverskinny legsyellow housestucked into long skirtsthat coverskinny legslittle sec onesthat remind me of a time whenhomework was copiedholidays were holidaysand not time to work harderi miss those days.and im talking crap.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107303785055043677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107303785055043677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107303785055043677' title=''/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107303765818636409</id><published>2004-01-02T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T18:02:32.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day</title><summary type='text'>gah.school wasnt that bad today.got forgiven for not doing homework.this weekend i have to finish all my work so that i would start off right.yay.bleah.anyway.nihaad got me emo earrings!and stella brought the chux..and..well..im really bored and i feel like eating famous amos and tomorrow i have my u21 match at 6..sigh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107303765818636409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107303765818636409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107303765818636409' title='1st day'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107287666902525628</id><published>2003-12-31T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T21:19:20.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im not drunk</title><summary type='text'>A year has passed, what have i got to show for it?1. stronger friendships//nihaad siti and stella, people who make the stay at crescent a wacky, fun and memorable one.2.better hockey skills//i think this year has been fruitful in hockey,i been training hard (10.3 for beep test,not bad!) and i played this years 11-a-side which to me was a great achievement.3.better music!//i think with the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107287666902525628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107287666902525628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107287666902525628' title='im not drunk'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107287662993486001</id><published>2003-12-31T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T21:18:41.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loser stuck at home</title><summary type='text'>hus  came over just now. he did not let my sister play with his phone till he went to delete some msgs..i wonder why...haiz...and when i asked him a couple of days ago abt those girls he was seen wit earlier on, he turned it arnd and made it seem as if i dont trust him.gak. anw, he going countdown with "bitches n dickheads"..hope he has fun..no not really..i hope he doesnt.i mean.all those girls.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107287662993486001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107287662993486001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107287662993486001' title='loser stuck at home'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4130234.post-107275333978918609</id><published>2003-12-30T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T11:03:49.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the sake of updatin</title><summary type='text'>grr. nihaad sign up to www.allpoetry.com and add in all your poems..i was reading the poems there yest..some are powderful man. haha. and siti's psycho poems, haf u read them?..anyway..yesterday hockey carnival turned out well actually. we made it to the finals to lose to our seniors. i flicked too high. ARGH. nvm. nordin messaged me later on and told me that our team did well (only 6 sec3s, no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107275333978918609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4130234/posts/default/107275333978918609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unplugged27.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107275333978918609' title='for the sake of updatin'/><author><name>[daniela]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07417161054018522029</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
