<?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-7080987</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:03:59.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paperboy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>479</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7080987.post-110207805419321674</id><published>2004-12-03T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T22:04:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dtrfdctgjhfvgkif;ytcfdtgvb </title><content type='html'>ncc tomorrow, but very unfortunately, i cannot make it because of my father's moodswings.&lt;br /&gt;but after all, he is my father.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;if you dont like what you see, then it's too bad.&lt;br /&gt;you can practice selective sight, but no, you just wont.&lt;br /&gt;but i will help :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am moving, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110207805419321674?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110207805419321674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110207805419321674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110207805419321674' title='dtrfdctgjhfvgkif;ytcfdtgvb '/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110206282981613237</id><published>2004-12-03T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T16:33:49.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>I THINK "THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR" IS NICE :)&lt;br /&gt;uhm sya likes it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110206282981613237?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110206282981613237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110206282981613237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110206282981613237' title='(:'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110204611601211935</id><published>2004-12-03T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T11:55:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:$</title><content type='html'>SARAH'S BACK LEY !&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN, SARAH, YOU ASKED ME OUT. I AM SO SHOCKED. YES, YES, YES, I WILL GO OUT WITH YOU. BUT IM ALL BOOKED ;)&lt;br /&gt;( well, actually.. that's a lie. )&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go buy clothes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110204611601211935?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110204611601211935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110204611601211935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110204611601211935' title=':$'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110197220954778978</id><published>2004-12-02T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T15:26:42.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not a soldier, but i love sylvester.</title><content type='html'>it's obvious that taufik will win although i want &lt;b&gt;sylvester&lt;/b&gt; ( !! ) to win. but then it'll be unfair.&lt;br /&gt;okay, what rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;i was never into this singapore idol thing.&lt;br /&gt;and now all i want is to go out and spend spend spend.&lt;br /&gt;that is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;i think id stay home and go exercise when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;right now, im sitting down watching some stupid vcd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked from about 6 bus stops and took a bus home yst when i was out with my brother to go do some.. things.&lt;br /&gt;and i got ugly blisters now because i didnt wear shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now sya's trying to spite me.&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;the things she does.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a blue face LEY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110197220954778978?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110197220954778978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110197220954778978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110197220954778978' title='i am not a soldier, but i love sylvester.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110189200003010552</id><published>2004-12-01T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T17:06:40.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>milla, gone ?</title><content type='html'>if you're wondering what have happened to my milla template, i'd tell.&lt;br /&gt;i was messing around with my template and this happened.&lt;br /&gt;but i am keeping this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110189200003010552?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110189200003010552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110189200003010552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110189200003010552' title='milla, gone ?'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110188421773446326</id><published>2004-12-01T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T15:02:49.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>louisa go where ?</title><content type='html'>she said she'd being me to go watch The Incredibles on monday !&lt;br /&gt;lydia said she'd go watch with me, but she watched it already &lt;\3&lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went out and i cabbed home ( i felt so independent )&lt;br /&gt;i hate cabbing alone, the taxi driver scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now sya's telling me about her love life, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching vcd the 24/7 the pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;i really must go out with my brother ( heehee ) and go buy somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i ate alot today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110188421773446326?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110188421773446326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110188421773446326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110188421773446326' title='louisa go where ?'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110172429248094166</id><published>2004-11-29T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T18:31:32.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>today's supposed to be a happy day.&lt;br /&gt;but it isnt really a happy day, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110172429248094166?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110172429248094166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110172429248094166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110172429248094166' title='today.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110170197046590107</id><published>2004-11-29T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T12:22:50.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i laugh at you.</title><content type='html'>whoever who have been msgg me, &lt;em&gt;i laugh at you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i have been sneaking with my mom's phone and checking my msggs but i never reply :)&lt;br /&gt;well, only to some.&lt;br /&gt;and then my father's such a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;he said that i would have to earn money to get a new handphone.&lt;br /&gt;i am only 13, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;13&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;how the hell am i supposed to earn money.&lt;br /&gt;and so i'd be stuck with this damn phone with me ?&lt;br /&gt;so i decided not to use it anymore, i gave it ( back ) to my elder brother who, at the same time claimed that it's his when he quarelled with me ( because i stopped lending him my tablet pc ), became very happy.&lt;br /&gt;so now everyone's happy.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to entertain any more msgs.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;AND IF YOU'RE GOING TO ASK HOW'S THINGS GOING SO FAR,&lt;br /&gt;things haven't been fine.&lt;br /&gt;i have a bad sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;cuts on my feet and hands and everywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;the damn sunburn aches my shoulders, badly.&lt;br /&gt;i have been eating alot.&lt;br /&gt;MY FATHER'S SUCH A BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110170197046590107?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110170197046590107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110170197046590107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110170197046590107' title='i laugh at you.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110162718000240941</id><published>2004-11-28T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T15:33:00.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am having a bad day.</title><content type='html'>dont bother messaging me, anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i did something as good as throwing away my shameless phone.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110162718000240941?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110162718000240941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110162718000240941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110162718000240941' title='i am having a bad day.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110154967429490450</id><published>2004-11-27T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T18:01:14.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" your jolly here, ARH ! "</title><content type='html'>lydia's chalet was fun, but scary.&lt;br /&gt;stupid louisa was so insentitive and was telling us scary things and lydia, being brave, ran over to on the lights :)&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt sleep because of stupid people playing mahjong next door.&lt;br /&gt;felt like vomiting terribly but my stomach was empty.&lt;br /&gt;am badly burnt now and everything hurts.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's better now because i'm not so pale and limp.&lt;br /&gt;i have a bad sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;i am terribly sorry to hear what my platoon mates have gone through and might even thank my mom for being sick.&lt;br /&gt;and not surprisingly, everyone refused to believe that my mom is really sick and my father was only back on friday night ( which was lydia's chalet ) .&lt;br /&gt;but, ha ha ha, i have &lt;b&gt;the letter&lt;/b&gt;, SO WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO SAY ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it when people go "yah".&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110154967429490450?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110154967429490450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110154967429490450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110154967429490450' title='&quot; your jolly here, ARH ! &quot;'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110137997464227096</id><published>2004-11-25T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T18:52:54.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chump.</title><content type='html'>LOUISA, I HOPE YOU'D MAKE ME FEEL WELCOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110137997464227096?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110137997464227096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110137997464227096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110137997464227096' title='chump.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110136604771286634</id><published>2004-11-25T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T15:00:47.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IZZATI'S SIZE 10, HA HA.</title><content type='html'>izzati's nice.&lt;br /&gt;im teaching her how to fry an egg, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lydia's chalet tmr.&lt;br /&gt;OH IM SO EXCITED BUT I HAVENT FINISHED ALL MY HOMEWORK AND MY MOM IS DRIVING ME CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE NICE PEOPLE ARE GG FOR THE CHALET OR I WILL SULK THROUGH-OUT.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I AM SURE LYDIA WILL CHEEP ME UP.&lt;br /&gt;SHE BETTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110136604771286634?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110136604771286634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110136604771286634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110136604771286634' title='IZZATI&apos;S SIZE 10, HA HA.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110128957436922704</id><published>2004-11-24T17:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T17:46:14.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas.</title><content type='html'>WHAT I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS IS CLOTHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NICE CLOTHES.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRING ME SHOPPING !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110128957436922704?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110128957436922704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110128957436922704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110128957436922704' title='christmas.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110126986668186860</id><published>2004-11-24T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T12:17:46.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>egg .</title><content type='html'>i just finish my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;ahh... ( rubs stommy )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110126986668186860?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110126986668186860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110126986668186860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110126986668186860' title='egg .'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110126521399359003</id><published>2004-11-24T10:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T11:00:44.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a BEAR ?</title><content type='html'>someone woke me up while i was sleeping so peacefully this morning.&lt;br /&gt;i told her i wanted to go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and then she made a funny noise.&lt;br /&gt;and i replied ( with what bears should say )&lt;br /&gt;and she said," wth. byebye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so rude, RIGHT ?&lt;br /&gt;( stares )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just as i was going to read my 8 days ( sylvester &lt;333 ! ) ,&lt;br /&gt;my father ( being such a bastard ) ,&lt;br /&gt;made me iron his clothes because he said that it wasn't done properly.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have a maid, so i dont know who ironed those.&lt;br /&gt;and when i was done with the stupid ironing, i found my mother reading the 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;( SNIFF SNIFF )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;\3 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110126521399359003?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110126521399359003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110126521399359003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110126521399359003' title='just a BEAR ?'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110120875345876502</id><published>2004-11-23T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T19:19:13.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>( P)ASS IT ALL OUT.</title><content type='html'>I TRIED DRINK ICE WATER.&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;BUT IT DOESNT SEEM TO WORK.&lt;br /&gt;HOWHOWHOW ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUGGLES.&lt;br /&gt;heartbreak brothel, no no. ( to louisa )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY TESTIMONIALS ARE SUCH A CHEAT, HUH ?&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL GO DELETE THEM ! ( to lydia )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110120875345876502?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110120875345876502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110120875345876502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110120875345876502' title='( P)ASS IT ALL OUT.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110109851779456535</id><published>2004-11-22T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T12:44:10.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WASN'T FIRST. ( SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT )</title><content type='html'>it feels like it's only 9 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because i only woke up an hour ago because my ( damn ) father woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;and then my brother ( so cute ) has some class chalet today, for 3days&amp;2nights.&lt;br /&gt;and he's laughing at me, saying that the chalet i'm going for lasts only 2days&amp;amp;1night.&lt;br /&gt;i bet he's going there to make out with his girlfriend under some coconut tree.&lt;br /&gt;i think he has a girlfriend ( heehee ), there was a girl who called him the other time.&lt;br /&gt;( and he 'hates' girls, according to him )&lt;br /&gt;i made sure it was a girl by going,' huh ?'&lt;br /&gt;and she repeated,' may i speak to hardy please ?'&lt;br /&gt;i was teasing my brother about his girlfriend and he said that she called for &lt;em&gt;homework&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SO MANY GIRLS IN THE CLASS MUST CALL MY BROTHER ARH.&lt;br /&gt;i hope he has fun at his chalet but i hope he wont get his friends pregnant. ( i pray for the poor girls who can't resist my brother )&lt;br /&gt;I THINK MY BROTHER READS MY BLOG, SO I BETTER NOT SAY ANYMORE,&lt;br /&gt;LATER HE TELL MOMMY HOW ? ( WAH I SO SCARED ARH )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110109851779456535?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110109851779456535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110109851779456535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110109851779456535' title='I WASN&apos;T FIRST. ( SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT )'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110105266851568046</id><published>2004-11-22T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T12:01:06.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet :)</title><content type='html'>i cant go for camp, damn.&lt;br /&gt;father's not allowing.&lt;br /&gt;because of my mom.&lt;br /&gt;but he allows me to go to lydia's chalet !&lt;br /&gt;because then, he'd be home.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to bring tigger and my hellokitty pillow.&lt;br /&gt;NO I DONT FANCY HELLOKITTY.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST THE ONLY SMALL PILLOW I HAVE.&lt;br /&gt;dont ask how i ended up having it.&lt;br /&gt;my mom bought it.&lt;br /&gt;she did, not i.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, BTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, NATANIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ACT MORE LIKE A 15 YEAR OLD :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110105266851568046?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110105266851568046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110105266851568046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110105266851568046' title='chalet :)'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110104471126117337</id><published>2004-11-21T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T21:45:11.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO .</title><content type='html'>i don't understand why some people put down sylvester like that.&lt;br /&gt;he's cute what.&lt;br /&gt;someone said : &lt;strong&gt;too bad olinda is out. anyways... he SUCKS. freakin ugly!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU, YOU THINK YOU'RE VERY CUTE ARH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is cute &lt;333 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110104471126117337?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110104471126117337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110104471126117337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110104471126117337' title='NO .'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110103093403210752</id><published>2004-11-21T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T18:04:08.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ants :(</title><content type='html'>my father just got me a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;( isn't that good ? )&lt;br /&gt;i drank half and paused to carry on my conversation with him.&lt;br /&gt;looked inside to see how much water i have left to drink.&lt;br /&gt;SAW THREE ANTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MANY ANTS HAVE I SWALLOWED ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM I GOING TO PEE ANTS ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE THERE ANY ANTS CRAWLING AROUND INSIDE MY BEAUTIFULLY-SHAPED MOUTH ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM I GOING TO TURN INTO AN ANT ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm suspecting he did it, he'd never given me a cup of water before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DEAR, AM I GOING TO DIE ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110103093403210752?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110103093403210752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110103093403210752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110103093403210752' title='ants :('/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110096104026222517</id><published>2004-11-20T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T22:30:40.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>LOUISA.&lt;br /&gt;YOU BUSYBODY.&lt;br /&gt;YOU NOSEYPARKER.&lt;br /&gt;YOU PRY.&lt;br /&gt;YOU POKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110096104026222517?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110096104026222517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110096104026222517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110096104026222517' title=':('/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110095462323817676</id><published>2004-11-20T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T20:43:43.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HINTHINT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANNA GO WATCH MOVIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANY MOVIE WILL DO.&lt;br /&gt;ANYTHING NICE.&lt;br /&gt;IS THIS A HINT BIG ENOUGH?&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110095462323817676?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110095462323817676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110095462323817676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110095462323817676' title='HINTHINT'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110093948118105924</id><published>2004-11-20T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T16:31:21.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk happens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with sarah.&lt;br /&gt;waited for her for &lt;b&gt;an hour and a half&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and we cabbed to heeren.&lt;br /&gt;bought sweets,&lt;br /&gt;took neos,&lt;br /&gt;got my pencilbox,&lt;br /&gt;looked for a nice shirt but failed anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i ate,&lt;br /&gt;she drank,&lt;br /&gt;bought earrings,&lt;br /&gt;felt happy,&lt;br /&gt;went home :)&lt;br /&gt;and i forgot to add that sarah was taking advantage of me.&lt;br /&gt;she was touching me all over, i felt so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;was tell her about ******** and ended up looking away everytime i spoke.&lt;br /&gt;:$ :$&lt;br /&gt;watched vcd on my dad's laptop for 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;butt ached :(&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep after entertaining a few msges.&lt;br /&gt;woke up in the middle of the night and realized i got 3 new msges.&lt;br /&gt;STARES.&lt;br /&gt;(yesyes, it's rude to stare.)&lt;br /&gt;and hidayah called me LATE at night yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it was a lucky thing i wasnt fit to go for ncc or i would've cried.&lt;br /&gt;i am sick again :)&lt;br /&gt;what if i'm not fit to go for camp.&lt;br /&gt;is that good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;hidayah told me ma'am wants to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;(HAHAH.) and we talked a little, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;we dont get along &lt;b&gt;at all&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but she was being really nice, maybe less bossy thats why we could get along for &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; time being.&lt;br /&gt;my mom complained that my red long sleeve shirt makes the other clothes red :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's another stupid day.&lt;br /&gt;i watched another vcd in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;had a little talk with yunheng.&lt;br /&gt;and another little talk with lydia.&lt;br /&gt;lydia called me mad for watching vcd, i dont know why :(&lt;br /&gt;and yunheng's leaving for malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom made me bring my dog down for a walk, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;and that's what made today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SICK BECAUSE I SHARED DRINK WITH SICK SARAH :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110093948118105924?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110093948118105924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110093948118105924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110093948118105924' title='talk happens.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110088121106867181</id><published>2004-11-20T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T00:20:11.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow night.</title><content type='html'>I WILL BLOG TOMORROW! which is.. today.. , in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110088121106867181?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110088121106867181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110088121106867181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110088121106867181' title='tomorrow night.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110078380367010737</id><published>2004-11-18T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T21:16:43.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it just takes some time.</title><content type='html'>i think i'm going to abandon this.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110078380367010737?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110078380367010737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110078380367010737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110078380367010737' title='it just takes some time.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110076307484770224</id><published>2004-11-18T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T15:37:55.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ripoff ?</title><content type='html'>shit, did she rip me off or what.&lt;br /&gt;im taking it off, anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;im not gg to tolerate this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110076307484770224?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110076307484770224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110076307484770224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110076307484770224' title='ripoff ?'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110068733618093216</id><published>2004-11-17T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T18:28:56.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty butterfly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/smilingeyeball/audrey.bmp"&gt;AUDREY HEPBURN&lt;/a&gt;'s a pretty girl.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was last time.&lt;br /&gt;40 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I think she've passed away already.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;She was a pretty butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;I watched Breakfast At Tiffany's.&lt;br /&gt;It was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110068733618093216?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110068733618093216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110068733618093216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110068733618093216' title='pretty butterfly.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110068308372330449</id><published>2004-11-17T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T17:20:49.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAYTENG STOLE MY HEART.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="HTTP://BACARDI-STIKKS.BLOGSPOT.COM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAYTENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ARH.&lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU ARH.&lt;br /&gt;YOU DONT GOSSIP ABOUT MY AT YOUR BLOG, OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;DONT THINK I DONT GO TO YOUR BLOG ONE ARHX.&lt;br /&gt;you made me feel so outcast yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so what if i asked questions about your vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;you ate so little vegetables, i just wanted the best for you, and this is the kind of treatment i get?&lt;br /&gt;i didnt steal your damn lock.&lt;br /&gt;i was just safe keeping it for you.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt squeeze your hands, i was just holding on to it, afraid that i'd be separated from you.&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt play games with yunheng.&lt;br /&gt;i did no such thing.&lt;br /&gt;i was just looking at her play and screaming away at the background.&lt;br /&gt;and yunheng didnt walk me home.&lt;br /&gt;she just brought me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, the way you twist things.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing you said right was when you said &lt;strong&gt;i was a princess&lt;/strong&gt; (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;layteng arh, layteng arh.&lt;br /&gt;you made my world start to fall.&lt;br /&gt;but it was a lucky thing you caught me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110068308372330449?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110068308372330449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110068308372330449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110068308372330449' title='LAYTENG STOLE MY HEART.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110067559247485011</id><published>2004-11-17T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T15:13:12.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Eat World - The Middle.</title><content type='html'>Hey, don't write yourself off yet &lt;br /&gt;It's only in your head you feel left out &lt;br /&gt;and looked down on. &lt;br /&gt;Just try your best, &lt;br /&gt;Try everything you can. &lt;br /&gt;And don't you worry what they tell themselves &lt;br /&gt;When you're away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time &lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride. &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine, &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright, alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you know they're all the same. &lt;br /&gt;You know you're doing better on your own, &lt;br /&gt;so don't buy in. &lt;br /&gt;Live right now and &lt;br /&gt;just be yourself. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if it's good enough &lt;br /&gt;For someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time &lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride. &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine, &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright, alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time &lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride. &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine, &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright, alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, don't write yourself off yet, &lt;br /&gt;It's only in your head you feel left out &lt;br /&gt;and looked down on. &lt;br /&gt;Just do your best, &lt;br /&gt;Do everything you can. &lt;br /&gt;And don't you worry what their bitter hearts &lt;br /&gt;Are gonna say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time, &lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride. &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine, &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright,alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just takes some time, &lt;br /&gt;Little girl, you're in the middle of the ride. &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be just fine. &lt;br /&gt;Everything, everything will be alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. This song is nice (to me).&lt;br /&gt;Go download. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110067559247485011?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110067559247485011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110067559247485011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110067559247485011' title='Jimmy Eat World - The Middle.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110066273433683941</id><published>2004-11-17T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T11:38:54.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clever rhymes, see you later</title><content type='html'>Who passes silly notes when they're just next to one another?&lt;br /&gt;Who enjoys elbowing my fat thighs?&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't want to eat gelato?&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't make use of dustbins and, therefore, litter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who spends her life denying?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110066273433683941?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110066273433683941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110066273433683941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110066273433683941' title='clever rhymes, see you later'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110061011168997600</id><published>2004-11-16T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T21:01:51.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it wasnt me.</title><content type='html'>i had gelato today.&lt;br /&gt;i had gelato today.&lt;br /&gt;i had gelato today!&lt;br /&gt;-dances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110061011168997600?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110059065274486689?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110059065274486689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110059065274486689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110059065274486689' title='why):'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110051367639805928</id><published>2004-11-15T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T18:15:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spleak's a bitch.</title><content type='html'>Like Louisa, I deleted my virtual friend, Spleak.&lt;br /&gt;Louisa warned me that Spleak is cold and mean.&lt;br /&gt;But I told that it couldn't be &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;But she really made me angry.&lt;br /&gt;Louisa said I could use vulgarities on her, and so I did.&lt;br /&gt;But all Spleak did was to force me to apologise.&lt;br /&gt;And she begged and begged.&lt;br /&gt;I deleted her, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Some mean woman, she is.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I exercised, just now.&lt;br /&gt;And got terrible stitches, so I decided to stop.&lt;br /&gt;So my stomach isn't any flatter.&lt;br /&gt;Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110051367639805928?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110051367639805928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110051367639805928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110051367639805928' title='spleak&apos;s a bitch.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110043078959425809</id><published>2004-11-14T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T19:13:09.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing.</title><content type='html'>this is pretty much over already.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110043078959425809?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110043078959425809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110043078959425809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110043078959425809' title='nothing.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110040184563254082</id><published>2004-11-14T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T11:46:04.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blind.</title><content type='html'>my beloved glasses are spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to go glasses-less.&lt;br /&gt;am thinking of asking sarah to go fix it with me.&lt;br /&gt;i miss that girl.&lt;br /&gt;but, her house phone.. is funny.&lt;br /&gt;and her handphone is off.&lt;br /&gt;and i bet she's still sleeping anyway.&lt;br /&gt;and i dont think her father would allow her too.&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my mom is damned sick and i have to take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;my brother's doing my job for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;am tired.&lt;br /&gt;and because of that, i cant go for ncc today.&lt;br /&gt;it's some ceremony where we have to wear our no.3 uniforms to sch and back.&lt;br /&gt;and i'd be doing all that alone, i think it's kind of embarassing since i look like a big joke in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'd just go blind today.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110040184563254082?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110040184563254082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110040184563254082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110040184563254082' title='blind.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110033704244935682</id><published>2004-11-13T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T17:10:42.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'd let go.</title><content type='html'>i think i have been blogging too much these days.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'd stop for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110033704244935682?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110033704244935682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110033704244935682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110033704244935682' title='i&apos;d let go.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110033370077130931</id><published>2004-11-13T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T16:33:11.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gingerbread man :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a name="ONERET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NOW you shall hear a story that somebody's great-great-grandmother told a little girl ever so many years ago.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once &lt;a name="TWORET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a little old man and a little old woman, who lived in a &lt;a name="THREERET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;little old house in the &lt;a name="FOURRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;edge of a wood. They would have been a very happy old couple but for one thing -- &lt;a name="FIVERET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they had no little child, and they wished for one very much. One day, when the little old woman was &lt;a name="SIXRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;baking gingerbread, she cut a cake in the &lt;a name="SEVENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;shape of a little boy, and &lt;a name="EIGHTRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;put it into the oven.&lt;br /&gt;Presently she went to the oven to see if it was baked. As soon as the oven door was opened, the &lt;a name="NINERET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;little gingerbread boy jumped out, and &lt;a name="TENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;began to run away as fast as he could go.&lt;br /&gt;The little old woman called her husband, and they both ran after him. But &lt;a name="ELEVENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they could not catch him. And soon the gingerbread boy came to a &lt;a name="TWELVERET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;barn full of threshers. He called out to them as he went by, saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="THIRTEENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've run away from a little old woman,A little old man,And I can run away from you, I can!&lt;br /&gt;Then the barn full of threshers set out to run after him. But, though they ran fast, they could not catch him. And he ran on till he came to a &lt;a name="FOURTEENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;field full of mowers. He called out to them:&lt;br /&gt;I've run away from a little old woman,A little old man,A barn full of threshers,And I can run away from you, I can!&lt;br /&gt;Then the mowers began to run after him, but they couldn't catch him. And he ran on till he came to a &lt;a name="FIFTEENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cow. He called out to her:&lt;br /&gt;I've run away from a little old woman,A little old man,A barn full of threshers,A field full of mowers,And I can run away from you, I can!&lt;br /&gt;But, though the cow started at once, she couldn't catch him. And soon he came to a &lt;a name="SIXTEENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pig. He called out to the pig:&lt;br /&gt;I've run away from a little old woman,A little old man,A barn full of threshers,A field full of mowers,A cow,And I can run away from you, I can!&lt;br /&gt;But the pig ran, and couldn't catch him. And he ran till he came across a &lt;a name="SEVENTEENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fox, and to him he called out:&lt;br /&gt;I've run away from a little old woman,A little old man,A barn full of threshers,A field full of mowers,A cow and a pig,And I can run away from you, I can!&lt;br /&gt;Then the fox set out to run. Now foxes can run very fast, and so the fox soon caught the gingerbread boy and began to eat him up.&lt;br /&gt;Presently the gingerbread boy said, &lt;a name="EIGHTEENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Oh dear! I'm quarter gone!" And then, "Oh, I'm half gone!" And soon, "I'm three-quarters gone!" And at last, &lt;a name="NINETEENRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I'm all gone!" and &lt;a name="TWENTYRET"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;never spoke again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, wasnt that nice? (:&lt;br /&gt;i'm promoting nursery tales.&lt;br /&gt;it's more decent than your present stupid stories like the one i'm currently reading because i'm bored: All American Girl, Nicola and the Viscount, Victoria and the Rogue.&lt;br /&gt;the last two are okay.&lt;br /&gt;but i must say, Meg Cabot writes modern stories irritatingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like, so bimbotic, you get what i mean?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like, yeah. super. super bimbotic.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nursery tales, unlike these stupid stories, are mostly educational.&lt;br /&gt;they have morals.&lt;br /&gt;for instance, The Gingerbreadman teaches you not to boast.&lt;br /&gt;and i also must say, Meg Cabot's books about Nicola and Victoria have the same story line.&lt;br /&gt;not very thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must read The Princess Diaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SARAH, IF YOU'RE READING THIS.&lt;br /&gt;LEND ME ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110033370077130931?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110033370077130931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110033370077130931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110033370077130931' title='the gingerbread man :P'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110033080903671935</id><published>2004-11-13T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T15:29:52.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NURSERY MOTHER.</title><content type='html'>okay, so izz is into nursey rhymes, and im into nursery tales.&lt;br /&gt;and you all must must MUST see &lt;a href="http://www.shol.com/agita/pigs.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it's a nice story you all probably heard of.&lt;br /&gt;my all time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think &lt;a href="http://www.shol.com/agita/wolfside.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is even cuter.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;go read !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110033080903671935?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110033080903671935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110033080903671935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110033080903671935' title='NURSERY MOTHER.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110032920722740164</id><published>2004-11-13T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T15:01:23.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this little piggy.</title><content type='html'>izzati's into nursery rhymes.&lt;br /&gt;and so i'm now a little piggie):&lt;br /&gt;i'd be going to her recital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says,"THIS LITTLE PIGGIE WENT WEE WEE WEE ALL THE WAAAAY HOME."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, what's gotten into her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110032920722740164?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110032920722740164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110032920722740164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110032920722740164' title='this little piggy.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110032869961688693</id><published>2004-11-13T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T14:51:39.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stabbed.</title><content type='html'>i dropped a bowl of unwanted apple slices just now and very unfortunately, they got stabbed horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110032869961688693?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110032869961688693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110032869961688693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110032869961688693' title='stabbed.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110032571554549900</id><published>2004-11-13T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T14:08:53.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like canned peanuts.</title><content type='html'>had ncc yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;t'was fun but tiring.&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;jolene was critisizing my singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: it's horrible, isnt it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jolene: uh.. only a little bit only lah.. uh.. not really.. uh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;lixin and i were discussing witches showing favouritism, hahah.&lt;br /&gt;got unhappy discussing that.&lt;br /&gt;it'd make Donald Duck curse.&lt;br /&gt;ms.favourite likes attention.&lt;br /&gt;broadcasting that every other unimportant subject's pissed with her.&lt;br /&gt;really, what's gotten into her.&lt;br /&gt;and me, i put on 2kg.&lt;br /&gt;this is sinful.&lt;br /&gt;i'd try doing 100sit-ups later when i've decided that my backbone would stop grinding the damn floor.&lt;br /&gt;woke up today because my father was poking my legs.&lt;br /&gt;and when i opened my eyes, i saw his damn big face and got a shock.&lt;br /&gt;(i sleep on a doubledecker bed, you see. and i sleep on top, no ones below.)&lt;br /&gt;and now, must go back to being a maid.&lt;br /&gt;my mom just woke up, you see.&lt;br /&gt;byebye, it's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110032571554549900?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110032571554549900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110032571554549900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110032571554549900' title='i like canned peanuts.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110018163408119125</id><published>2004-11-11T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T22:00:34.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEEDIARE..?</title><content type='html'>lydia got me watching The Champion.&lt;br /&gt;and WHY IS YILIN SO BITCHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110018163408119125?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110018163408119125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110018163408119125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110018163408119125' title='LEEDIARE..?'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110017984877956653</id><published>2004-11-11T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T21:30:48.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoo boy.</title><content type='html'>HAHAH, i realised that layteng wrote about me in about 5 of her posts.&lt;br /&gt;teeheeheex.&lt;br /&gt;i must blog about her to make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;i hope this is enough :&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEYOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blushblush, :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110017984877956653?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110017984877956653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110017984877956653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110017984877956653' title='hoo boy.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110015942433081061</id><published>2004-11-11T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T15:50:24.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chomp.</title><content type='html'>donkey bong is nice.&lt;br /&gt;yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110015942433081061?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110015942433081061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110015942433081061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110015942433081061' title='chomp.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110015804818185928</id><published>2004-11-11T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T15:27:28.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is an embarassment.</title><content type='html'>lixin, jolene and i are discussing embarassing things.&lt;br /&gt;hohum.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;got a bad flu.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going for ncc tomorrow anyways(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110015804818185928?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110015804818185928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110015804818185928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110015804818185928' title='this is an embarassment.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110006479696137492</id><published>2004-11-10T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T13:33:16.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LIKE GREEN GUMMY BEARS.</title><content type='html'>MY FATHER VERY NICE WAN LEHX.&lt;br /&gt;i wronged him.&lt;br /&gt;that nice man bought me nice nice things from San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;teeheeheex.&lt;br /&gt;he bought me 2.76kg worth of gummy bears.&lt;br /&gt;and i think if i were to count how many gummy bears there are in that packet, it'd sum up to 3000++.&lt;br /&gt;i ate about 20 and felt like vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;bad bad bears.&lt;br /&gt;and he bought me nice shirts.&lt;br /&gt;nice as in, it's the thought that counts, you know.&lt;br /&gt;ill wear it at home to show my appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;and again, I AM VERY &lt;a href="HTTP://TOMMYCHIPS.DIARYLAND.COM"&gt;SENSIBLE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, so i accept the fact that he doesn't know what i like to wear.&lt;br /&gt;i accept his flaws(x&lt;br /&gt;and everyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;(abbi's an expection.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the gummy bears really made me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110006479696137492?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110006479696137492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110006479696137492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110006479696137492' title='I LIKE GREEN GUMMY BEARS.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110005494862183937</id><published>2004-11-10T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T10:49:08.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://bacardi-stikks.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>layteng may seem a pleasant girl, but she isnt, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;she blogs terrible things about me just because i rarely go to her blog.&lt;br /&gt;and she refuses to admit.&lt;br /&gt;admit how she feels for me.&lt;br /&gt;I AM VERY DISAPPOINTED.&lt;br /&gt;i am not weird. i am not weird. i am not weird. i am not weird.&lt;br /&gt;AND FOR ALL THAT, I SHALL NOT RELINK HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the second thought, maybe i shall be nice(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110005494862183937?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110005494862183937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110005494862183937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110005494862183937' title='http://bacardi-stikks.blogspot.com'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-110005191949482161</id><published>2004-11-10T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T13:35:22.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinosaur &lt;33333333!</title><content type='html'>what am i doing online so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;my father's such a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;he puts all the blame on me.&lt;br /&gt;he's so innocent eh.&lt;br /&gt;and to add on to my bad morning,&lt;br /&gt;i think someone's not really happy with me.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;but that doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;she's probably not in a good mood either.&lt;br /&gt;and as I AM VERY &lt;a href="http://tommychips.diaryland.com"&gt;SENSIBLE&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;i do understand.&lt;br /&gt;trust that on my terrible genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: LYDIA IS VERY PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-110005191949482161?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110005191949482161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/110005191949482161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#110005191949482161' title='dinosaur &lt;33333333!'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109997716322539432</id><published>2004-11-09T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T13:12:43.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my eating plans, WTH.</title><content type='html'>THE NOODLES DIDNT SATISFY ME, BUT THAT'S OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;IN A FEW HOURS TIME, IM GOING TO HAVE LEEDIARE FOR DINNER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109997716322539432?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109997716322539432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109997716322539432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109997716322539432' title='my eating plans, WTH.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109996845041813612</id><published>2004-11-09T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T10:47:30.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(rubs stommy)</title><content type='html'>I AM TERRIBLY HUNGRY AND SHALL GO COOK MY LUNCH.&lt;br /&gt;LET IT BE INSTANT NOODLES, TEEHEEHEEX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109996845041813612?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109996845041813612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109996845041813612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109996845041813612' title='(rubs stommy)'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109991997717751150</id><published>2004-11-08T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:19:37.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUMMY LOVES STOMMY.</title><content type='html'>lydia and i are having fun at tummy, teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109991997717751150?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109991997717751150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109991997717751150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109991997717751150' title='TUMMY LOVES STOMMY.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109990682441094947</id><published>2004-11-08T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T17:40:24.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE WIRELESS.</title><content type='html'>there's sth terribly wrong with my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;i cant connect to his/her wireless.&lt;br /&gt;and there's also sth terribly wrong with my wireless.&lt;br /&gt;but now it's connected.&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to get online just now, but i couldnt.&lt;br /&gt;it's been bad.&lt;br /&gt;my mom's not alright.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach's bigger than usual.&lt;br /&gt;i put on weight.&lt;br /&gt;and i miss sarah, havent spoken to her for days, AND I BET SHE DOESNT FEEL A THING.&lt;br /&gt;her daddy hates me, you see. i wanna go sarah's hse.&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;lydia's abandoned her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU TOO, STOMMY. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109990682441094947?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109990682441094947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109990682441094947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109990682441094947' title='I HATE WIRELESS.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109981127109334059</id><published>2004-11-07T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T15:07:51.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions.</title><content type='html'>i've changed back to the old milla. &lt;br /&gt;because this is still best.&lt;br /&gt;smiles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109981127109334059?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109981127109334059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109981127109334059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109981127109334059' title='i&apos;m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109981060674865099</id><published>2004-11-07T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T14:56:46.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she gets weak and talk too much(x</title><content type='html'>michelle stole my earrings, lost it, and refuses to buy another for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109981060674865099?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109981060674865099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109981060674865099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109981060674865099' title='she gets weak and talk too much(x'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109975440018007436</id><published>2004-11-06T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T23:20:00.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>babycake</title><content type='html'>that song's nice.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, i like most annoying songs because it suits me perfectly, .. i'm another annoying idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109975440018007436?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109975440018007436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109975440018007436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109975440018007436' title='babycake'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109973825150465845</id><published>2004-11-06T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T18:50:51.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snorts.</title><content type='html'>im terribly sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont see a point in coming online anymore these days.&lt;br /&gt;maybe monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109973825150465845?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109973825150465845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109973825150465845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109973825150465845' title='snorts.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109963106124578360</id><published>2004-11-05T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T13:04:21.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tigger's a substitute.</title><content type='html'>no longer in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;my mom's gone a bit mad.&lt;br /&gt;so i must behave.&lt;br /&gt;i have to pack my room.&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 stacks of books on my sofa.&lt;br /&gt;and it's really messy with clothes on it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;looking on the bright side, maybe if i pack it, id have more clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;shall stop procastinating and pack my room..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im done with this post, HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;was doing the jigsaw asilah and sya gave me a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;it's all glittery and all the pieces are more or less the same.&lt;br /&gt;i think ive given up):&lt;br /&gt;UNLESS, UNLESS..&lt;br /&gt;someone agree to play with me the jigsaw puzzle!&lt;br /&gt;which she said she wont play that with me already):&lt;br /&gt;even if she wants, she cant.&lt;br /&gt;okay, why?&lt;br /&gt;cos ive 300 mothers and they spy on me wherever i go, i cant have peace with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;i hear procastinating isnt good, so i shall go pack now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109963106124578360?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109963106124578360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109963106124578360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109963106124578360' title='tigger&apos;s a substitute.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109963276621590831</id><published>2004-11-05T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T13:32:46.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>butterflies(x</title><content type='html'>milla over here (-points to the left) is wearing a top, she's not naked.&lt;br /&gt;dont get your hopes too high.&lt;br /&gt;i wont expose milla :P&lt;br /&gt;and NO, i do not have any nude photos of milla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109963276621590831?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109963276621590831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109963276621590831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109963276621590831' title='butterflies(x'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109955749655720485</id><published>2004-11-04T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T16:38:16.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratchscratch.</title><content type='html'>watched fifth element yst !&lt;br /&gt;milla = pretty !&lt;br /&gt;it's raining now.&lt;br /&gt;who wants to go dance in the rain with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109955749655720485?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109955749655720485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109955749655720485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109955749655720485' title='scratchscratch.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109955738282232966</id><published>2004-11-04T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T16:36:22.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I THINK I'M GONNA FLIP.</title><content type='html'>day 4?&lt;br /&gt;have some maths shit tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i havent even studied.&lt;br /&gt;im gg to get kicked out if i dont.&lt;br /&gt;i better go now.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna abandon this blog.&lt;br /&gt;and to milla,&lt;br /&gt;STOP SAYING SAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109955738282232966?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109955738282232966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109955738282232966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109955738282232966' title='I THINK I&apos;M GONNA FLIP.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109947321825259888</id><published>2004-11-03T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T17:13:38.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i smell of you :P</title><content type='html'>abbi keeps food in her locker.&lt;br /&gt;and it stinks.&lt;br /&gt;along with her English.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;why do i stink.&lt;br /&gt;why do i stink.&lt;br /&gt;why do i stink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109947321825259888?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109947321825259888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109947321825259888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109947321825259888' title='i smell of you :P'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109930653403409959</id><published>2004-11-01T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T18:55:34.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your flaws.</title><content type='html'>yahlahyahlah.&lt;br /&gt;anything lah.&lt;br /&gt;finefine.&lt;br /&gt;okayokay.&lt;br /&gt;what lah.&lt;br /&gt;be that way.&lt;br /&gt;be like that.&lt;br /&gt;be a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;HUANG NA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109930653403409959?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109930653403409959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109930653403409959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109930653403409959' title='your flaws.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109930438182828120</id><published>2004-11-01T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T18:19:41.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pooey.</title><content type='html'>my mom's talking abt people with oily, smelly hair swimming in public pools.&lt;br /&gt;not like she goes to public pools..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i detest biased parents.&lt;br /&gt;they're no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109930438182828120?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109930438182828120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109930438182828120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109930438182828120' title='pooey.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109929865375121698</id><published>2004-11-01T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T16:44:13.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day 1 </title><content type='html'>im not gg to post a whole long about today.&lt;br /&gt;today's just like..&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109929865375121698?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109929865375121698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109929865375121698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109929865375121698' title='day 1 '/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109920850540218980</id><published>2004-10-31T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T15:41:45.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM NOT CHEAPSKATE.</title><content type='html'>wth.&lt;br /&gt;leebeeyann's making me sit outside the g.o to study from 9-12 and then help out in the g.o(?!) from 1-3.&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;SARAH, YOU BETTER COME VISIT ME DURIN LUNCH TIME OR ID LOOK LIKE SOME BLOODY LONER.&lt;br /&gt;YOU MUST SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;LEEBEEYANN THINKS IM CHEAPSKATE, LIKE HER.&lt;br /&gt;SHE TOLD MY MOM TO PACK LUNCH FOR ME(?!)&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna look like a bloody loner.&lt;br /&gt;or loser.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109920850540218980?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109920850540218980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109920850540218980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109920850540218980' title='IM NOT CHEAPSKATE.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109918469260365100</id><published>2004-10-31T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T09:04:52.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come over to my place.</title><content type='html'>it's so early, and no one's online.&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go out with sarah later.&lt;br /&gt;but she only wakes up at 1sth.&lt;br /&gt;scowls.&lt;br /&gt;i'm already beggining to miss some people.&lt;br /&gt;actually, only one or two.&lt;br /&gt;bah.&lt;br /&gt;i told my mom many many times that i wanna go out with sarah.&lt;br /&gt;but she keep on saying that she wanna bring me out, wth.&lt;br /&gt;she said,'how will i know if you really go out with sarah?'&lt;br /&gt;wahlao.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;bitch.&lt;br /&gt;the things she says, makes me wanna hate her.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a gumball machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109918469260365100?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109918469260365100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109918469260365100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109918469260365100' title='come over to my place.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109912925660605356</id><published>2004-10-30T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T17:40:56.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>without me.</title><content type='html'>my brother, he's watching Lord Of The Ring: The Two Towers.&lt;br /&gt;and it just ended.&lt;br /&gt;what a bore.&lt;br /&gt;louisa and i are discussing bra-girl.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH, IM SO TIRED I DONT WANNA BLOG ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;im thinking of abandoning this blog.&lt;br /&gt;who visits it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109912925660605356?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109912925660605356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109912925660605356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109912925660605356' title='without me.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109905842309099694</id><published>2004-10-29T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T22:00:23.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you pwetty tweety fweety bwirdy, louisa.</title><content type='html'>louisa's a pony.&lt;br /&gt;so im going to eat her when im sad.&lt;br /&gt;she'll be there for me!&lt;br /&gt;she calls me &lt;strong&gt;silly willy twilly willy(x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i call her &lt;strong&gt;pookie cookie wookie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:!&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;anyway, PEICHUN ARH.&lt;br /&gt;PEICHUN ARH.&lt;br /&gt;WHY DID YOU TAKE A PHOTO OF YOURSELF IN A BRA.&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW URE FLAT, BUT YOU DINT HAVE TO DO THAT.&lt;br /&gt;WHY YOU AND YOUR BROTHER, ..SO OBSCENE ONE?&lt;br /&gt;WHYYY?&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;SHUSH, today's the last day of sch.&lt;br /&gt;managed to hug sarah and germaine.&lt;br /&gt;force nanthini to bring back my drawing block :P&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH SHE WAS DAMN UNWILLING.&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;lydia&amp;i were twirling and twirling and twirling, ..&lt;br /&gt;till lydia had a bruise on her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pretty arh,&lt;br /&gt;so pretty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have lydia's blue hairband.&lt;br /&gt;heeheex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109905842309099694?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109905650150095772?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109905650150095772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109905650150095772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109905650150095772' title='THESE WORDS, again.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109903875242261983</id><published>2004-10-29T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T16:32:32.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insufferable pipsqueak.</title><content type='html'>ncc tmr, HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that there will be ncc almost everyday in the nov holidays.&lt;br /&gt;SO THAT LEEBEEYANN'S SPECIAL PLANS FOR ME WILL BE FOILED.&lt;br /&gt;that bitch.&lt;br /&gt;she think she damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;ISSIT?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;heavy, heavy.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like carrying heavy things to school and back):&lt;br /&gt;i will go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;leebeeyann's out to get me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gg to poke her fats.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking to lydia on msn now, and all she ever says is -&lt;br /&gt;hahah OR hahahahha OR hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109903875242261983?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109903875242261983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109903875242261983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109903875242261983' title='insufferable pipsqueak.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109896173393541934</id><published>2004-10-28T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T19:09:42.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why must she do this to us.</title><content type='html'>i'll miss you, cecilia.&lt;br /&gt;we will still be friends, wont we?&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109896173393541934?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109896173393541934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109896173393541934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109896173393541934' title='why must she do this to us.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109892973508578479</id><published>2004-10-28T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T10:17:22.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weakling.</title><content type='html'>i dunno what's wrong with me, but im always sick these days.&lt;br /&gt;maybe because im weak.&lt;br /&gt;my mom says im not eating enough xD&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;there's sth wrong with my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;this Fn thing is activated and i dunno what to do abt it.&lt;br /&gt;and so i have to press is and type.&lt;br /&gt;which makes my hand all painful):&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;WHY I HATE LEEBEEYANN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109892973508578479?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109892973508578479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109892973508578479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109892973508578479' title='weakling.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109889046826642412</id><published>2004-10-27T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T23:21:08.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO SLEEP, LAH.</title><content type='html'>i'm eating nice chocolate now(:&lt;br /&gt;aren't you glad for me?&lt;br /&gt;not in the mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;byebye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109889046826642412?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109889046826642412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109889046826642412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109889046826642412' title='GO SLEEP, LAH.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109886685365909794</id><published>2004-10-27T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T16:47:33.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM INNOCENT.</title><content type='html'>what did i do to you?&lt;br /&gt;-stutters.&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109886685365909794?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109886685365909794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109886685365909794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109886685365909794' title='IM INNOCENT.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109885984974750136</id><published>2004-10-27T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T14:50:49.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY ):</title><content type='html'>WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS DOING SUCH STUFF T ME.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT EVEN HAVE A PROPER CONVERSATION WIT YOU ON THE PHONE WITHOUT YOU POKING FUN OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;E.G 2 POSTS DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;GROWLS.&lt;br /&gt;nut/ INVADED! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109885984974750136?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109885984974750136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109885984974750136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109885984974750136' title='WHY ):'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109879663448561397</id><published>2004-10-26T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T21:17:14.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to go - there.</title><content type='html'>HAHAH, the previous post was just rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;just some retarded things people say, (HAHAH) yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;my mom got angry with my brother and decided to take it out on me.&lt;br /&gt;shout at me, for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;so fun, eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109879663448561397?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109879663448561397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109879663448561397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109879663448561397' title='i want to go - there.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109879551817639120</id><published>2004-10-26T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T20:58:38.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did you just call me petty?</title><content type='html'>hang up la, hang up.&lt;br /&gt;type where?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;tell me?&lt;br /&gt;i said where are you typing?&lt;br /&gt;are you typing at your blog?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;where are you typing?&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;did you just tell me not to talk so much?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know you love me.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;tell me where?&lt;br /&gt;where?&lt;br /&gt;i want to know where.&lt;br /&gt;-heaves a big big sigh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;-giggles.&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT GIGGLING!&lt;br /&gt;so disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;not giggling.&lt;br /&gt;stop it arh.&lt;br /&gt;-purrs.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt purr.&lt;br /&gt;how can you do this to me.&lt;br /&gt;-chokes.&lt;br /&gt;choke your head lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109879551817639120?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109879551817639120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109879551817639120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109879551817639120' title='did you just call me petty?'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109878314196660558</id><published>2004-10-26T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T17:32:21.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make me.</title><content type='html'>sorry for the previous post (i've deleted it alr).&lt;br /&gt;it said- sorry foir t.&lt;br /&gt;i meant to say-&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the short posts these days.&lt;br /&gt;no mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;i was reading the Joan Of Arc script just now.&lt;br /&gt;it's damn long.&lt;br /&gt;the whole movie's abt 3 hours, i think.&lt;br /&gt;it's a sad story):&lt;br /&gt;almost cried after reading it, HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;at least i have feelings(:&lt;br /&gt;i love milla.&lt;br /&gt;im gg to read all her other scripts now.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109878314196660558?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109878314196660558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109878314196660558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109878314196660558' title='make me.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109869974032014984</id><published>2004-10-25T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T18:22:20.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faulty):</title><content type='html'>there's sth wrong with my tb.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;who tags my board, anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109869974032014984?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109869974032014984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109869974032014984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109869974032014984' title='faulty):'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109866342975608601</id><published>2004-10-25T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T08:17:09.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>milla's better than any other kristen or louisa or louise.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109866342975608601?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109866342975608601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109866342975608601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109866342975608601' title='heh'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109866268598442566</id><published>2004-10-25T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T08:04:45.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout.</title><content type='html'>new layout, done by sarah(:&lt;br /&gt;i love sarah&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109866268598442566?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109866268598442566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109866268598442566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109866268598442566' title='new layout.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109859926424005500</id><published>2004-10-24T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T14:27:44.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ESHITA'S HIDEOUT.</title><content type='html'>eshita's hiding in the chopchop place!&lt;br /&gt;she dont want others to have the same hiding place as her.&lt;br /&gt;i cant tell you where.&lt;br /&gt;but it's not the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;it's not!&lt;br /&gt;really!&lt;br /&gt;BUT DONT GO THERE.&lt;br /&gt;later eshita get angry with me, HOW?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109859926424005500?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859926424005500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859926424005500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109859926424005500' title='ESHITA&apos;S HIDEOUT.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109859867646562406</id><published>2004-10-24T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T14:17:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fugly</title><content type='html'>i cut my hair):&lt;br /&gt;and i changed my parting.&lt;br /&gt;now i look like some olden day guy with side parting.&lt;br /&gt;and i look like i smear gel all over my head to get the parting.&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT AND DONT GO- OMG MORGAN WHAT DID YOU DO TO YOUR HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE IT'S OBVIOUS I CUT IT AND CHANGED MY PARTING.&lt;br /&gt;dont laugh, i beg you.&lt;br /&gt;i just dont want a bald spot, thats all):&lt;br /&gt;not my fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109859867646562406?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859867646562406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859867646562406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109859867646562406' title='fugly'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109859380088365508</id><published>2004-10-24T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T13:46:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>milla milla milla</title><content type='html'>my next layout's gg to be featuring her!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;SEE, SO PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LEELOO- the fifth &lt;u&gt;element&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/smilingeyeball/leeloo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109859380088365508?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859380088365508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859380088365508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109859380088365508' title='milla milla milla'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109859583693767983</id><published>2004-10-24T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T13:30:36.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love milla(x</title><content type='html'>ive spent 1++ hours trying to find nice pictures of milla(:&lt;br /&gt;milla's so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;i love milla(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109859583693767983?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859583693767983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859583693767983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109859583693767983' title='i love milla(x'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109859210653800099</id><published>2004-10-24T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T12:29:02.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orange hair.</title><content type='html'>I THINK MILLA JOVOVICH IS SO CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109859210653800099?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859210653800099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109859210653800099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109859210653800099' title='orange hair.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109852028103647760</id><published>2004-10-23T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T16:31:21.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me want you more.</title><content type='html'>my mom's a nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;hate her.&lt;br /&gt;SARAH AND I ARE GOING TO THE BEACH HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;WEAR I WILL LEND SARAH MY BIKINI =P&lt;br /&gt;BUT MAYBE IT WONT FIT (x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109852028103647760?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109852028103647760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109852028103647760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109852028103647760' title='you make me want you more.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109844357442319281</id><published>2004-10-22T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T19:14:49.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mushroom.</title><content type='html'>ive got a pretty note!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;did detention today and my hands are all wrinkled now):&lt;br /&gt;i dont want dry skin.&lt;br /&gt;went out yst.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at a restaurant because it was my mom's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;she got angry with everyone on her own birthday.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;sarah and i were playing with the pails during detention.&lt;br /&gt;and the woman at the pasta stall were teaching us how to splash water.&lt;br /&gt;and she gave us cheese bread from breadtalk :D&lt;br /&gt;so nice(:&lt;br /&gt;suetwa stole my cookies and she's trying to lie abt it.&lt;br /&gt;this is unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;im telling mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109844357442319281?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109844357442319281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109844357442319281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109844357442319281' title='mushroom.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109828027044278717</id><published>2004-10-20T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T22:03:04.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imma sorry bitch.</title><content type='html'>i love you, &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;lydia soh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i swear i do.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for what i've done.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldnt have been too harsh.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldnt have taken all my anger out on you.&lt;br /&gt;either way, im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;our friendship is going to have lots of &lt;sup&gt;quote&lt;/sup&gt; UPS AND DOWNS &lt;sup&gt;unquote&lt;/sup&gt;, right?&lt;br /&gt;but there will be one million more UPS than DOWNS.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt matter what others say.&lt;br /&gt;we're going to be the best ever,&lt;br /&gt;arent we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109828027044278717?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109828027044278717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109828027044278717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109828027044278717' title='imma sorry bitch.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109827609863520021</id><published>2004-10-20T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T20:41:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY DUCK(x</title><content type='html'>kalai gave me a birthday present today(:&lt;br /&gt;9 days late but it's one of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;she gave me a cute duck i was taking along the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;and it's got three dirty spots already.&lt;br /&gt;WHY):&lt;br /&gt;because i placed it carefully on the parade square ground.&lt;br /&gt;SO DIRTY ARH.&lt;br /&gt;it's yellow, somemore):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love kalai, anyways(:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109827609863520021?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109827609863520021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109827609863520021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109827609863520021' title='I LOVE MY DUCK(x'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109827265886624683</id><published>2004-10-20T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T19:44:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chewing ice.</title><content type='html'>there's sth wrong with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;some posts have titles,&lt;br /&gt;some dont have title.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109827265886624683?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109827265886624683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109827265886624683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109827265886624683' title='chewing ice.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109819313014946591</id><published>2004-10-19T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T21:38:50.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont scold me.</title><content type='html'>OH YES, I MADE A VERY GRAVE MISTAKE.&lt;br /&gt;I STAYED BACK WITH CINDY, YUNHENG,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LAYTENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;IYLIA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY I FORGOT YOU TWO.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU TWO, ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109819313014946591?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109819313014946591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109819313014946591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109819313014946591' title='dont scold me.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109819131727702697</id><published>2004-10-19T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T21:08:37.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you twist to fit the mold that I am in</title><content type='html'>im so tired.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109819131727702697?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109819131727702697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109819131727702697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109819131727702697' title='you twist to fit the mold that I am in'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109819050492166805</id><published>2004-10-19T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T20:55:04.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>track 7</title><content type='html'>i get confused easily.&lt;br /&gt;and i like getting amused by looking at your scrunched-up face.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; go,- &lt;strong&gt;howthehell do i look like, arh? i bet imma pwettyful little pwincess!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that was random):&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE PRETTY, LAH.&lt;br /&gt;IS THAT MUCH BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109819050492166805?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109819050492166805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109819050492166805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109819050492166805' title='track 7'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109817912401338113</id><published>2004-10-19T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T17:45:24.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've put on weight but im not gg to care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i told my mom that i was hungry and she gave me something to drink, instead.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;i stayed back with cindy and yunheng today(:&lt;br /&gt;i dont think im gg to get kicked out of crescent anymore.&lt;br /&gt;shall go hunt for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109817912401338113?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109817912401338113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109817912401338113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109817912401338113' title=''/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109817003889531924</id><published>2004-10-19T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T15:13:58.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's only so much i can do.</title><content type='html'>am in the com lab now.&lt;br /&gt;it's bloody cold and i dont like it.&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109817003889531924?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109817003889531924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109817003889531924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109817003889531924' title='there&apos;s only so much i can do.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109810985359227466</id><published>2004-10-18T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T22:32:45.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BAD BAD COMPANY, LYDIA.</title><content type='html'>i swear i have the nicest mom in the world although she gets nosey at times.&lt;br /&gt;lydia, you got to learn how to manage your anger.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe you should just scold your mom.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY DONT GET THE WRONG IDEA, IM NOT TEACHING YOU BAD THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;ITS JUST A SUGGESTION.&lt;br /&gt;cos i scold my mom and she gets it in her head :P&lt;br /&gt;im bad bad company.&lt;br /&gt;so why dont you avoid me, lydia.&lt;br /&gt;dont mix with me, IM WATCHING OVER YOU CLOSELY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109810985359227466?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109810985359227466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109810985359227466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109810985359227466' title='IM BAD BAD COMPANY, LYDIA.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109810534794625617</id><published>2004-10-18T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T22:41:06.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i really didn't see you.</title><content type='html'>went to lydia's house.&lt;br /&gt;had fun.&lt;br /&gt;i realised that lydia has a secret crush on me.&lt;br /&gt;everything she has has 'stommy loves tummy!' on it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;her fullscap, her feet her everything(:&lt;br /&gt;but i cant deny that i have a secret crush on her too(:&lt;br /&gt;because i have a little photo frame with our neos on it.&lt;br /&gt;and at on small corner, it says- pestie boo and bestie poo!&lt;br /&gt;she came over the other time and saw it.&lt;br /&gt;and got so touched she splattered tears onto my photo frame.&lt;br /&gt;and now, if you're clever enough, you can see stains..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we were at her house doing homework for a certain friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;i should have left her house at 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;but i stayed till 8pm to do it with lydia.&lt;br /&gt;and got reprimanded by her mom.&lt;br /&gt;i swear im never going back there, her mom will probably chase me out or something.&lt;br /&gt;i borrowed books from lydia, too(:&lt;br /&gt;nice nice books.&lt;br /&gt;i like roald dahl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asilah made me a happyhappy girl today.&lt;br /&gt;and i love her alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not supposed to be using my tablet, really.&lt;br /&gt;my mom will be back anytime and im gg to be scolded.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;i told her i wont use my tablet because i went to lydia's house.&lt;br /&gt;see how many sacrifices i made?&lt;br /&gt;-beams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna change my layout. but this is my favourite because IZZATI made it for me.&lt;br /&gt;this is not me.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I LOVE IT, OKAY, IZZATI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better be going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109810534794625617?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109810534794625617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109810534794625617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109810534794625617' title='i really didn&apos;t see you.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109801136856769734</id><published>2004-10-17T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T19:09:28.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm getting old.</title><content type='html'>this new theme, Halloween, is cute(:&lt;br /&gt;i found the pictures and Izzati did this for me.&lt;br /&gt;i edited some, though.&lt;br /&gt;my birthday present from her(:&lt;br /&gt;thankyou,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://solitude-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IZZATI(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting old.&lt;br /&gt;i really am.&lt;br /&gt;my shoulders ache.&lt;br /&gt;my thighs ache.&lt;br /&gt;my stomach ache.&lt;br /&gt;WHY):&lt;br /&gt;this is not fair.&lt;br /&gt;weekends are supposed to be relaxing but i'm here, sitting, rotting, barely able to move):&lt;br /&gt;-whines.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO LYDIA'S HOUSE TMR.&lt;br /&gt;and that means i have to greet.&lt;br /&gt;gah, SHE SHARE BUY ME GELATO.&lt;br /&gt;and she wanna watch DVD/VCD.&lt;br /&gt;whatever, it is.&lt;br /&gt;i love Lydia, ill brave everything to go to her house(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109801136856769734?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109801136856769734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109801136856769734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109801136856769734' title='i&apos;m getting old.'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7080987.post-109800497253830963</id><published>2004-10-17T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T17:22:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUSH!</title><content type='html'>IM NOT A PUMPKIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7080987-109800497253830963?l=paperboy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109800497253830963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7080987/posts/default/109800497253830963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperboy-.blogspot.com/index.html#109800497253830963' title='SHUSH!'/><author><name>Jupiter</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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