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  <title>And i&apos;ll be in the audience,</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jul 2008 15:31:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>curtain&apos;s closing</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Yeah so, Subway &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; be set up in school. Yes,in NYJC:)))))))) Imma happy happy girl cos&apos;;&lt;br /&gt;Subway&apos;s sandwiches+peanut butter cookies=orgasmic&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a total gutton with a big fat G. Finished half the tub of B&amp;amp;J&apos;s Phish Food while watching miss congeniality for the 28374630th time today.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m kinda sick of people asking me,&quot;Why you look so sian ah?&quot; My dears,there can only be 2 explanations:&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a naturally sian/grumpy/unhappy/gloomy/dao/wna sleep/wtf/whatever-you-call-it face&lt;br /&gt;2. I&apos;m sian luh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i&apos;ve learnt one thing today and that is there are some lessons i&apos;ll never learn. So technically,&amp;nbsp;by not learning, i&apos;ve actually learnt(nonsense,i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve decided to stop blogging altogether. But before i go, check out Kate Nash please, been listening to a whole load of her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthanksbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 03:42:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hold and behold</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12px; BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg); BACKGROUND-REPEAT: no-repeat; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;350&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;eSpin the Bottle&quot; href=&quot;http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833&quot;&gt;&lt;img title=&quot;Behold... My Future&quot; height=&quot;150&quot; alt=&quot;Behold... My Future&quot; width=&quot;350&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;50&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;50&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px&quot; width=&quot;193&quot;&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;some old but rich guy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;50&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;50&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;50&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;50&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px&quot; width=&quot;193&quot;&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;Paris&lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;Apartment&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;50&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;50&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px&quot; width=&quot;193&quot;&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;7 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;50&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;50&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_car.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;50&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;50&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_color.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px&quot; width=&quot;193&quot;&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;navy blue Volkswagen Beetle&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;50&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;50&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_money.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px&quot; width=&quot;193&quot;&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;Mahjong Goddess&lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width=&quot;25&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;whats your future&quot; href=&quot;http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php?trip=833&quot;&gt;&lt;img height=&quot;33&quot; alt=&quot;whats your future&quot; width=&quot;163&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_what_yours.gif&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px&quot; height=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNTMxNTI5NDMzNCZwdD*xMjE1MzE1NzU5NzA1JnA9MTEwOTkxJmQ9TWFzaCtHYW1lJm49bGl2ZWpvdXJuYWwmZz*x.jpg&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed this nonsense from weiying&apos;s livej. Do people in Paris play mahjong? Hahaha. I placed&amp;nbsp;ah fat&amp;nbsp;food critic&amp;nbsp;and hot air stewardess(lol) as options for&amp;nbsp;jobs too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go viwawa now to train to become&amp;nbsp;the mahjong goddess.&amp;nbsp;Oh, and&amp;nbsp;pick up french along the way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Switchfoot&apos;s Only Hope</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 14:26:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>winner winner,chicken dinner</title>
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  <description>Watched 21&amp;nbsp;after the chinese paper on friday.&amp;nbsp;Think it&apos;s a rly cool show. I so love Choi(Aaron yoo). Though the main&amp;nbsp;lead&apos;s hot,i still think Choi is wayyyyyy cuter. Asian guys are definitely way cooler and exotic&amp;nbsp;than caucasians. I&apos;m so proud to be an asian(though this has nothing to to do with anything else). So all of us went crazy about card counting and i learnt it on youtube for awhile. Today we tried counting and it isn&apos;t as easy as it seems. We couldn&apos;t even go pass half the deck. Yeah so,here&apos;s a picture of the cutie :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/aaronyoo.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He&apos;s 29 if i&apos;m not wrong but looks so much younger!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW week this week. Today was kinda unproductive &apos;cos my microsoft office trial thing expired yesterday and i totally forgot about it so we couldn&apos;t&amp;nbsp;do much.&amp;nbsp;Chinese&amp;nbsp;A&apos;s&amp;nbsp;oral on friday,i got lowest in class with caro&amp;amp;peter for&amp;nbsp;midterms so kinda worried bout it yknow.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 17:55:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lights,camera,action</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So today&apos;s the last day of holidays and it sucks.&amp;nbsp;Exams starts tmrw,gosh. Sometime in the middle of holidays,i missed school(wth i know) Like somehow i wna see my friends and stuff. Now i don&apos;t wanna go back:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so there was watb&amp;amp;co meet up on tuesday! Been long since i saw everyone but carmen&amp;amp;liting weren&apos;t there. Went to Fish&amp;amp;Co. for dinner,love the food there:) Then we cam whored all the way back home. It&apos;s scary how many pictures we can take in such a ridiculously short time. I miss drama. Miss the games,improv sessions(esp park bench!),preparing for syf,mark&apos;s sarcasm,meldon being irritating&amp;amp;most of all, i miss the company. Shufen being hilariously insane,carmen&amp;amp;vincent&apos;s bitching,liting&amp;amp;pinhui being bimbotic and many many more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;So there was this live performance and they were very loud so we practically had to scream to hear each other. They freaking murdered a few songs especially high and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/blog1-1.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;OH THE DRAMA&amp;lt;3&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/blog2.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/blog3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama mamas/papas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the rest of thwe week,i went back to nan chiau to get my cert then studied on wednesday and went&amp;nbsp;to haji lane with weiying and shir on thursday. Ate alot as usual,hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life,i &lt;strong&gt;really really&lt;/strong&gt; wanna get out of school.&amp;nbsp;Asap.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>The Rembrandts- I&apos;ll Be There For You</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 18:50:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>geek in the pink</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I havent slept early for a long long time,hur. Yeah well i watched videos on youtube till 4 in the morning the other day. I laughed like an ass watching the fake david blaine street magic thing. Mitch silpia keeps staring at the cam after each trick,it&apos;s effing hilarious and of &apos;cos the pair of gays. Plus i watched russell peters again and other stuff.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to read the book i borrowed from the library 2 weeks ago and i&apos;ve kinda rediscovered reading:) Spend hours yesterday curled up on the couch yesterday reading. It&apos;s a really good feeling yknow,food for the soul,hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,i&apos;m spending way too much time online and it&apos;s stupid. Everytime i say i&apos;ll only check my mail&amp;nbsp;and stuff then go off then i get sucked into senseless stuff and end up spending hours on it. I must stop turning my&amp;nbsp;com on. I CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;So the first thing i&apos;m going to do is post this entry and switch of my com. Yay.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 17:35:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>for my dear girl,eloise</title>
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  <description>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 362px; HEIGHT: 495px&quot; height=&quot;495&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;290&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/0142.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SEVENTEENTH DEAR GIRL. Even though it&apos;s like 11th but it&apos;s still 10th in canada,so this is not late!hahah. &lt;br /&gt;Okay,i hope you have fun over there&amp;amp;all. I know soemtimes its hard to be thousands of miles away from your loved ones,but stay strong alright. I&apos;ll &lt;strong&gt;always always&lt;/strong&gt; be here for you:) &lt;br /&gt;Miss you like alot,pigging out&amp;amp;doing stupid/crazy stuff together. Still remember hanging out at cp and eating the cha ye dan plus staying back in school for nothing:) AND AND the notes we passed to each other during class,that book named zha dan!(where is it btw?haha) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come back to spore if you can though i know it&apos;s hard,have a great seventeenth aight,LOVE YOU(cheesy stuff,lmao) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 16:32:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&apos;cause we&apos;re shy that way</title>
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  <description>Today i got con by a stupid cabbie. He took the long route to school &apos;cos he said the normal route cfm will jam and etc stuff. Then halfway through he said he needed to bloody pee cos of something that hapened just now which totally had no link to him peeing. So he stopped at the petrol station while the METRE WAS STILL RUNNING. He told me some joke till i reached school and the fare was an effing 11 bucks when it should be around 7. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think i&apos;m stupid to even take a cab &apos;cos i forgot to take the cnny shirt so i turned back halfway when i&apos;m on the train. When i reached school the thing haven&apos;t started yet&amp;gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so the media camp thing was kinda fun,i followed spore girls school and lotsa stuff happened but i&apos;m rly lazy to update,so i&apos;ll probably do it the next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been sleeping way too much recently. Like yesterday i sat down and tried doing chem and i couldn&apos;t do it so i got irritated and went to sleep when i&apos;m not even tired. My way of avoidance i guess. Music&apos;s been really therapeutic these days. Jason mraz has been dominating my pod(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know you&apos;re stunning &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re absolutely stunning &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m running always running &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I&apos;m crying &lt;br /&gt;You know only &apos;cause I&apos;m caring &lt;br /&gt;And if you were more daring, maybe you&apos;d stop staring &lt;br /&gt;Come over and talk to me &lt;br /&gt;And tell me about how you&apos;ve been waiting so patiently &lt;br /&gt;And how you tried but I just turned away &lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll say, &quot;yeah well you know, I&apos;m shy that way&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 18:34:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Of all things bright and beautiful, it had to be you</title>
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  <description>Went to caorlyn&amp;amp;eileen&apos;s friend&apos;s place to bake cookies in the noon. The first batch was a disaster but it got better. i feel v fulfiled &apos;cos i baked a very pretty batch:) &lt;br /&gt;Went to meet fiona&amp;amp;choon hua at whitesands to get the bbq stuff and headed to her house(her dog&apos;s very very adorable!) and to pasir ris park. Jane&amp;amp;her boyfr came shortly and she was rly shocked and confused when she saw his friends and us and she started crying. Her boyfr stole my no. from her and started planning this surprise for her about a month ago? He&apos;s sweet la and he got a the toy rose for me&amp;amp;fiona for helping out:) &lt;br /&gt;Yeah so i got to hang out with riz,jin,kj&amp;amp;ch and the girls after a loooooong time. The guys are still full of crap. It&apos;s like we&apos;re playing games and riz&amp;amp;kj had to do alot of nonsense when someone gets something wrong. Plus they played the guitar and sang at the back of the bus back and baoyi kept gaving me the &apos;omg,wth are they doing&apos; face,ahhaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like piercing my brow;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/m145366022.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/1_795683980l.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/IMG_2237.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/Snapshot_20080528_26.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 May 2008 04:16:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art because we desperately do not want to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;We want to know we aren&apos;t going crazy and someone else out there knows exactly how you&apos;re feeling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We &amp;nbsp;want someone to explain the things we can&apos;t. &lt;br /&gt;We love everything tied up neatly, easy, simple, and when we can&apos;t do that, it scares the hell out of us. &lt;br /&gt;To not know the next step, where you&apos;re headed, kills. &lt;br /&gt;Being unsure isn&apos;t in our plans.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really sick of the disappointments. I&apos;m sick of telling myself,&quot;hey,maybe it&apos;s going to be different this time round&quot; and having everything screw up in the end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 May 2008 13:33:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay something funny happened during the council investiture today. Jaques&amp;amp;his friend were talking crap and his friend blurted &quot;Go away la you fucking chinese,you got that smelly yellow smell&quot;, or something along that line and i bursted out laughing. I mean it&apos;s kinda my first time hearing people who&apos;re racist against chinese. But thank god they were behind us &apos;cos otherwise it&apos;ll be really boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i stumbled upon this site about chinese fur farms and how they remove the animals&apos; fur. It&apos;s bloody cruel and sick. You shouldn&apos;t watch the video if you can&apos;t take gory stuff:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.peta.org/feat/ChineseFurFarms/index.asp&quot;&gt;http://www.peta.org/feat/ChineseFurFarms/index.asp&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;These people seriously don&apos;t have a bloody heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJ won&apos;t let me upload pictures,ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i think i&apos;m going to screw up the GP paper on friday,bless me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 14:40:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>darlings</title>
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  <description>Went to town today&amp;nbsp;with weiying,vin&amp;amp;weely. I finally got to see that dear girl ywy la. Her hair&apos;s nicer now(okay random) but we didn&apos;t take any pictures): So shopped around and managed to get some stuff and went home early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m addicted to &lt;em&gt;anybody else but you.&lt;/em&gt; And i love this part; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the church and here is the steeple &lt;br /&gt;We sure are cute for two ugly people &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t see what anyone can see, in anyone else &lt;br /&gt;But you&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are coming,can&apos;t wait;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 May 2008 15:51:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today&apos;s a great day and it&apos;s been so long since i&apos;ve enjoyed school for so long. Time just seemed to go by so quickly. Went to watch iron man after school,we kept laughing(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The GP lecturer said &apos;err,what dyou call that&apos; for &lt;strong&gt;106&lt;/strong&gt; times during that one hour. The guys were the ones that first noticed and started counting and then i realised. It&apos;s rly weird that he says it soooo often yet it&apos;s not very obvious. Chinese was fun! We were slacking throughout &apos;cos we&apos;re doing midyear oral. Carolyn had her macbook with her and everybody knows, &lt;strong&gt;boredom+macbook=camwhore!&lt;/strong&gt; hahah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started with me,carol&amp;amp;pam &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/m145082689.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/m145082969.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we dragged the rest in(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc196/pulpfictionn/m145082539.jpg&quot; /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to sleep:D</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 May 2008 04:33:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody style=&quot;VERTICAL-ALIGN: top&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;5/5/2008&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11:39:11 PM&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;hoho;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;bella &amp;amp;na&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman&quot;&gt;wat properties quail meat has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;5/5/2008&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11:39:26 PM&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;bella &amp;amp;na&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;hoho;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: Meiryo&quot;&gt;got tan xing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;5/5/2008&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11:39:29 PM&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;bella &amp;amp;na&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;hoho;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #000000; 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FONT-FAMILY: Meiryo&quot;&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;5/5/2008&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;11:40:38 PM&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;hoho;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;bella &amp;amp;na&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;COLOR: #000000; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman&quot;&gt;howwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought this conv was really hilarious but i felt quite mean la &apos;cos shir was desperately trying to finish her tutorial and i kept gaving her crap answers. Oh wells, the&amp;nbsp;weekends are finally here again and i can&apos;t go for the guzheng&amp;amp;band concert today): got some mother&apos;s day stuff on. I haven&apos;t got anything for my mum though. I know it&apos;s really dumb and cheesy&amp;nbsp;to say this when mother&apos;s day tomorrow but, &lt;strong&gt;i love my mum alot,really.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 14:31:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>There&apos;s going to be a pasar malam near my house soon and i&apos;m so going to drag denise yeo there. she&apos;s my pasar malam kaki(: i think pasar malam&apos;s a great place to find cheap comfort food. and and and,speaking of food i&apos;ve been eating ALOT recently. it&apos;s amazing how much i can stuff into my mouth you know. it&apos;s like i&apos;m eating whenever there&apos;s break and when i&apos; ve got&amp;nbsp;nothing to do.&amp;nbsp;my daddy actually asked me, &apos;can you stop eating not ah?&apos; gosh,ahhahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooo,i&apos;m growing fat. i&apos;m not being paranoid over here but i&apos;ve got huge arms now but i think it&apos;s partially cos of my muscles too. but food actually do wonders. it cheers me up instantaneously anytime,anywhere. food therapy?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL TMRW FOR NAPHA TEST): BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 14:10:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;This post&apos;s for &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;WEE LINGYAN&amp;amp;ALAN YEO!&lt;/font&gt; They&apos;re rly sweet creatures i tell you. Thanks guys for being there:)&lt;br /&gt;LOVE THEM.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 07:47:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>now hold on the me pretty baby,if you wna fly</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;while i was happily eating my &lt;em&gt;tau sar piah&lt;/em&gt;, i realised i&apos;m losing myself. ever since jc started i&apos;ve been worrying soooooo much. i mean i used to worry alot but i think i&apos;ve brought the word paranoid to a whole new level. &amp;amp; it&apos;s making me upset every other day. i go to school feeling v tired &amp;amp; showing everybody my sian face. i take things v seriously &amp;amp; it&apos;s sucking the life out of me laaaaaaa. its sucks you know &amp;amp; it&apos;s making me a v boring person:( so i&apos;m gg to tell that annoying little voice inside that says i&apos;m not good enough to stfu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s scary how much a &lt;em&gt;tau sar piah&lt;/em&gt; can do. i should start eating more of them,ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyeah, i was rather amazed(slightly upset)&amp;nbsp;how a moment of thrill/ecstacy could fade into nothing with a single&amp;nbsp;conversation. oh well, i just had the sudden urge to update. no idea if i&apos;m gg to post anything soon. i doubt anyone comes here anymore,lol. oh well. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Feb 2008 13:08:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m starting to get sick of nanyang alr=X then people will start saying why i always regret the decisions i make,booooo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;many many pae ppl has left ny.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;my ct class only has 5 guys cos apparently the subject combi i took is considered weird;history,chem,econs&amp;amp;maths.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;orientation 2&apos;s coming up next week(i signed up for ogl but apparently i&apos;m not looking forward to it at all),gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally,i think i&apos;m gg to close my livejournal soon &apos;cos i have nothing to blog about.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Feb 2008 09:59:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve got a sunflower yesterday:D as well as a rose&amp;amp;many many chocolates&amp;amp;candies. Many many thanks to everyone!Watched P.S i love you. The book&apos;s better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When someone knows you well enough to know you&apos;re not acting coy about not wanting to celebrate vday&amp;amp;you know&amp;nbsp;your r/s is not determined by that one day in the calender,well,that&apos;s better than any other gift:)&lt;/em&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 14:55:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Oh yea,i finally changed my lj layout! Feel rather accomplished this week &apos;cos i packed my room,cleared my wardrobe&amp;amp;did some tutorials:)&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year&apos;s coming but it doesn&apos;t feel very cny anymore. It just seems to get worser&amp;amp;worser every year.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i&apos;m turning into a v boring person. Can&amp;nbsp;some kind soul&amp;nbsp;just bring a tad of excitement back to my life? I want the adrenaline rush,the maniacal laughters,the suprises,the euphoria&amp;amp;the anticipation again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,i just need something to wake up to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Jan 2008 12:08:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I love econs lecture so so so much. I keep telling keqin the lecturer&apos;s hilarious and she says he&apos;s lame but she finally believed me after econs seminar today&amp;amp;she laughed more than me okay. It&apos;s like only PAE yet i feel i don&apos;t have time to do anything anymore. Imagine what happens when school rly starts(hell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl&amp;nbsp;insists i &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; give the wtf&amp;amp;the omg i&apos;m talking to an idiot face when he&apos;s talking to me. I do not &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; do that okay,only when he talks crap. &amp;amp; i know i look v sian&amp;amp;glum when i don&apos;t smile,it&apos;s just natural,i don&apos;t have that happy happy face whattttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; elo&apos;s gone): miss her like &amp;amp;^$#@#$ man.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 06:28:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m v lazy to update so i&apos;ll just do a rly short one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Lectures started&amp;amp;so far everything&apos;s boring except maths. I&apos;m definitely not gg to take two sciences(it&apos;ll kill me) when sch actually starts. PE at ny is a torture man. Wasn&apos;t feeling v well but went through with the whole lesson&amp;amp; ended up sick at night. Missed sch on friday&amp;amp;went back to nc! Looked for teachers&amp;amp;embarrassed mam tan with this cheer,&apos;miss tan the chio bu you look so chio ah,wah so chio ah! wah so chio ah!&apos; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still sick&amp;amp;there&apos;s PE tmr!wthhhh,hope they&apos;ll let me skip. &amp;amp; i have to complete my tutorials,ahhhh! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i know my lj skin sucks but i&apos;m too lazy to do anything about it,hahha.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jan 2008 06:30:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hermes,GIVES YOU WINGS!</title>
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  <description>Orientation was v v v v v v v v v v v v v v v v v v fun!&amp;nbsp;I love nanyang so much now:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet weely on the bus on the first day but i was late so ended up meeting her at the stop with james etc. Reported&amp;nbsp;then had talks,cheers&amp;amp;all. All the ogls v high la early in the morning scream here scream there. Played games,danced(i now officially proclaim i cannot dance at all),eye candies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went sentosa second day,quite fun but my og not v high then at the start quite bored. Ohya,the day before we were planning what to do for lunch then the ogls(zi qing,qi ying&amp;amp;yu da) suggested potluck. Zi qing is so hilarious. She kept insisting we needed 8 loaves of bread &apos;cos the guys eat alot. We said 3 was enough but finally settled for 4 to make zi qing happy. At the end we only ate ard 3 loaves lor. Then yu da is super spastic la. Bread with nutella&amp;amp;peanut butter can make him super contented la. He was like savouring every last bit.&amp;nbsp;Had og dinner at some ramen place,i forgot what we kept laughing about but v fun la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More games&amp;amp;dance on the last day. Dancing diva was super hot man. Dancing&amp;nbsp;king came from my olympian,hermes. I love hermes&amp;nbsp;soooooooo much(we can fly),hahhaha. Ohya,zi qing&amp;amp;qi ying came up with this cheer then got this pharse &quot;we are flying,we are flying,we are og29!&quot; then its accompanied by this hand flapping action. The first time we saw it&amp;nbsp;we started laughing like mad&amp;amp;yuda was so reluctant to do it.&amp;nbsp;Disco night was v v&amp;nbsp;high laaaa! Everyone was screaming&amp;amp;jumping ard!&amp;nbsp;Went for supper near chompchomp after that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lectures starts tmr! Kinda miss my ogls alr): I miss orientation man,but it&apos;s v tiring,reached home ard 11 on the 2nd&amp;amp;last day. I&apos;m off to my grandma&apos;s alr!</description>
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  <lj:music>Incubus-Megalomaniac</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 12:53:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Went to marina for fireworks with fiona,mong,rebecca,devien,cheryl,james,kj&amp;amp;riz! The people there are seriously mad,getting high over little things like balloons. There&apos;s this two guys that kept running in circles&amp;amp;jumping ard screaming happy new year,super funny&amp;amp;freaky too. Squeezed through the crowds and made it to rv plaza for macs ard 2 and walked all the way to baoyi&apos;s place. Rizuan slept all the way while we were played mahjong. It&apos;s rly hilarious man. Kept laughing like a pyscho bitch&amp;amp;disturbing james. Ditched the plan to go to jalan kayu for breakfast &apos;cos everyone was either too tired or lazy and went home instead. Slept&amp;nbsp;till 1&amp;nbsp;before heading down to novena to pass my punch card. Went shopping with mummy till night&amp;amp;i&apos;m v tired nowwwwwww. All &apos;cos of the stupid punch card i have to pull myself out of my bed. The weather&apos;s so good for sleeping la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tmr,AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I don&apos;t want,i don&apos;t want!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;i&apos;m not gg to make any new year resolutions &apos;cos i know i&apos;m &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; going to fulfill them anyway. Instead,they&apos;re only making me feel less accomplished which i rly don&apos;t need. I rly rly rly rly rly rly&amp;nbsp;hope this year would be a great one &apos;cos it&apos;s been long since i&apos;ve been happy like happy happy,if you get what i mean.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Aiden- die romantic</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2007 05:51:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i smoked w barney the dino &apos;cos i&apos;m sexy like that.</title>
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  <description>Went&amp;nbsp;to town with vin&amp;amp;wy yest.&amp;nbsp;Bought a top&amp;amp;bottom&amp;amp;i rly wanted to get that b/w dress! I&apos;m gg back to get it man,hope it&apos;ll still be there. Waited for jd to knock off to go home tgt. Oh yeah,vin was rly tired&amp;amp;totally sian diao at the end of yest &apos;cos she couldn&apos;t find anything she liked,super funny man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet up with shir for breakfast. I waited for her at cp for like so long&amp;amp;when i called her,her stupid phone told me to try again ltr. Guessed her phone shut off&amp;amp;alarm din ring&amp;amp;she&apos;s sleeping so blissfully while i dragged myself out of bed. Tsk.&amp;nbsp; She owes me one man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gg over to weely&apos;s ltr for steamboat! Was rly looking forward to it but i&apos;m like v sian diao now. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Shir&apos;s not gg,think diney&amp;amp;xy too&amp;amp;i have to go home early&amp;amp;i&apos;ve gotta work first shift tmr,totally ruin the day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I feel that i&apos;m like constantly ranting in every single post&amp;amp;i&apos;m annoyed&amp;amp;irritated by how no life i have.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my stupid ipod has to die on me now.</description>
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  <lj:music>Maroon 5- nothing lasts forever</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 08:57:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Christmas at aunt margaret&apos;s place&amp;nbsp;as usual. This year was super hilarious with uncle lawrence&amp;amp;gugu bickering. :D It&apos;s rly nice to just eat&amp;amp;talk once or twice a year. Looking forward to next christmas! Went to see amanda perform at grand mecure roxy hotel after that and my feet hurts like hell,stupid shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to just let things be&amp;amp;see what happpens but i &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; things will screw up in the end. Wth right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going shooping with wy,vin&amp;amp;weely tmr! I&apos;m rly looking forward to it man. Off to take my afternoon nap,later.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once bitten and twice shy,&lt;br /&gt;I keep my distance,&lt;br /&gt;But you still catch my eye.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me baby,&lt;br /&gt;Do you recognize me?&lt;br /&gt;Well, it&apos;s been a year&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&apos;t surprise me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>WHAM!- last christmas</lj:music>
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