<?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-16633385</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:03:34.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beauty of Asymmetry</title><subtitle type='html'>subtle as intuition - blind as cupid - bold as pouty lips asking for a kiss</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115312148647905757</id><published>2006-07-17T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T15:31:26.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/rays%20of%20hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/rays%20of%20hope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a delusional graduate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115312148647905757?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115312148647905757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115312148647905757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115312148647905757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115312148647905757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/delusional-graduate.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115312119394740088</id><published>2006-07-17T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T15:26:33.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/time%20flies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/time%20flies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; time flies...(in the pix,my baby sis &amp;amp; moi)...if u look closely u can see my reflection thru the clock...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115312119394740088?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115312119394740088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115312119394740088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115312119394740088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115312119394740088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115312069146224843</id><published>2006-07-17T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T15:18:11.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/yang"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/yang%27s_bday3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on the 15th of JULY...pre-bday celeb...heez...moOah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115312069146224843?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115312069146224843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115312069146224843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115312069146224843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115312069146224843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-15th-of-july.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115311940242492312</id><published>2006-07-17T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T14:56:42.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>doggy dawg world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life was all's well... until a lil woodpecker came by &amp; we noticed each other's presence. i cant help but to realise tt i've neva had a woodpecker in my life.its presence was uncalled for.but tt doesnt mean unwelcomed.saccharrine.with open arms i embrace its presence.not caring abt anythg else.crazy as it sounds,i want to always be around.i whispered to it,"don't leave me".out of nowhere i felt a tight slap on my right cheek.earth calling.i cant have it around.coz if i do,sacrifices hafta be made.scowling faces.aura of disapproval surrounding me.downturned smiles.folded arms.tapping feet.despite knowing tt itz sacrilege ta have a woodpecker around,i dont wish to conform.but as much as i want it around,i cant.my snuggly bear will be upset.coz my attention &amp;amp; love will be showered towards the woodpecker.i'l miss it when itz exits gracefully.my woodpecker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115311940242492312?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115311940242492312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115311940242492312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115311940242492312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115311940242492312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/doggy-dawg-world.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260973289271190</id><published>2006-07-11T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:23:08.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #c0e3f3" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Should Be A Gemini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ddf0f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignshouldyoubequiz/gemini.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What's good about you: witty and energetic, you're simply the most fun to be around&lt;br /&gt;What's bad about you: you're flighty - losing interest in people and projects quickly&lt;br /&gt;In love: you enjoy the "honeymoon phase," but after that it's hard for you to stick around&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you're: likely to have many groups of friends, with many different interests&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal job: mime, guru, or cartoonist&lt;br /&gt;Your sense of fashion: casual and simple&lt;br /&gt;You like to pig out on: fast food, especially burritos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Sign Should You Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260973289271190?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260973289271190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260973289271190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260973289271190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260973289271190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-should-be-geminiwhats-good-about.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260956503906847</id><published>2006-07-11T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:20:25.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #fea7b6" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Purity Score: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;57%&lt;/span&gt; Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffced6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/kiss3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For you, kissing isn't a casual thing&lt;br /&gt;Lip to lip action makes your heart sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Kissing&lt;/a&gt; Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260956503906847?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260956503906847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260956503906847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260956503906847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260956503906847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-kissing-purity-score-57-purefor.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260940876427114</id><published>2006-07-11T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:17:38.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Communicate With Your Ears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyoucommunicatequiz/ears.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You love conversations, both as a listener and a talker.What people say is important to you, and you're often most affected by words, not actions.You love to hear complements from others. And when you're upset, you often talk to yourself.Music is very important to you. It's difficult to find you without your iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Do You Communicate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260940876427114?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260940876427114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260940876427114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260940876427114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260940876427114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-communicate-with-your-earsyou-love.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260933811164892</id><published>2006-07-11T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:16:04.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Child Is Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/happy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You see life as simple, and simple is a very good thing.You're cheerful and upbeat, taking everything as it comes.And you decide not to worry, even when things look bad.You figure there's just so many great things to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Is Your Inner Child?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260933811164892?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260933811164892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260933811164892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260933811164892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260933811164892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-inner-child-is-happyyou-see-life.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260916540346577</id><published>2006-07-11T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:13:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260916540346577?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260916540346577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260916540346577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260916540346577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260916540346577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/slow-and-steadyyour-friends-see-you-as.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260889766931952</id><published>2006-07-11T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:08:33.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #e6e6fa" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: July 20&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a virtual roller coaster of emotions, and most people enjoy the ride.Your mood tends to set the tone of the room, and when you're happy, this is a good thing.When you get in a dark mood, watch out - it's very hard to get you out of it.It's sometimes hard for you to cheer up, and your gloom can be contagious.&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your warm heart&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Trouble controlling your emotions&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Black&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Musical note&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260889766931952?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260889766931952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260889766931952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260889766931952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260889766931952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-birthdate-july-20you-are-virtual.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260884122059532</id><published>2006-07-11T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:07:41.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All American Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/all-american.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Popular but not plastic. Athletic but not a jock. Smart but not a brain.&lt;br /&gt;You were well rounded and well liked in high school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Who&lt;/a&gt; Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260884122059532?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260884122059532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260884122059532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260884122059532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260884122059532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-american-kidpopular-but-not.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260871945332673</id><published>2006-07-11T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:05:19.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Social&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/social.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are helpful, friendly, and trustworthy.Your talents lie in teaching, nursing, giving information, and solving social problems.&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;Counselor - Dental Hygienist - LibrarianNurse - Parole Officer - Personal TrainerPhysical Therapist - Social Worker - Teacher&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are realistic careers, like truck driver or farmer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260871945332673?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260871945332673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260871945332673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260871945332673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260871945332673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-career-type-socialyou-are-helpful.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260856868463501</id><published>2006-07-11T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:03:23.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 65% Vain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howvainareyouquiz/vain-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a little vain, but you also work hard for your good looks.Just remember, everyone knows you are a total hottie. You don't have to remind them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Vain Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260856868463501?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260856868463501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260856868463501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260856868463501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260856868463501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-65-vainyoure-little-vain-but.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260795469740935</id><published>2006-07-11T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:53:14.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 60% Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howcancerareyouquiz/cancer.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Cancer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260795469740935?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260795469740935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260795469740935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260795469740935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260795469740935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-60-cancera-hrefhow-cancer-are.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260778121014123</id><published>2006-07-11T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:50:27.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Smokin' Hot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouhotquiz/hot.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a terrible flirt, a sharp dresser, and a party animal.Of course, you're totally sizzling too. And for you, being hot just comes naturally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Hot?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it...im &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SMOKIN' HOT&lt;/span&gt;..hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260778121014123?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260778121014123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260778121014123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260778121014123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260778121014123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-smokin-hotyoure-terrible-flirt.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260767208004744</id><published>2006-07-11T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:48:02.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Luck Quotient: 86%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howluckyareyouquiz/luck-5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You have an extremely high luck quotient.Not only do you consider yourself lucky, probably everyone you know does too.But you're smart enough to know that you've mostly made your own luck.By being positive, open, and flexible, a lot of luck has come your way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Lucky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260767208004744?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260767208004744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260767208004744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260767208004744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260767208004744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-luck-quotient-86you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260746728561185</id><published>2006-07-11T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:44:27.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are 87% Aquarius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howaquariusareyouquiz/aquarius.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;How'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howaquariusareyouquiz/"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Aquarius Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260746728561185?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260746728561185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260746728561185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260746728561185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260746728561185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-87-aquariusa-hrefhow-aquarius.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260727898497151</id><published>2006-07-11T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:41:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Italian Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/italiannamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esta Ricci&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/italiannamegenerator/"&gt;What's" Your Italian Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260727898497151?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260727898497151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260727898497151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260727898497151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260727898497151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-italian-name-is.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260723114459268</id><published>2006-07-11T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:40:42.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #f88b8b" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260723114459268?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260723114459268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260723114459268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260723114459268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260723114459268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-are-50-boyish-and-50-girlishyou.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260710763369169</id><published>2006-07-11T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:38:52.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260710763369169?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260710763369169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260710763369169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260710763369169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260710763369169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-seduction-style-au-naturalyou.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-sexy-brazilian-name-isjoelma.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115260666348357497</id><published>2006-07-11T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T16:31:19.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #a0cdff" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Stripper Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e1ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsongshouldyoustriptoquiz/dancer.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a" offerid="99176&amp;type=" subid="0&amp;amp;tmpid=" rd_parm1="http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D1970139%2526playListId%253D1970173%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;My'&gt;http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/stat?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;amp;offerid=99176&amp;type=3&amp;amp;subid=0&amp;tmpid=1826&amp;amp;RD_PARM1=http%253A%252F%252Fphobos.apple.com%252FWebObjects%252FMZStore.woa%252Fwa%252FviewAlbum%253FselectedItemId%253D1970139%2526playListId%253D1970173%2526s%253D143441%26partnerId%3D30"&gt;My&lt;/a&gt; Love Is Like ... Wo&lt;/a&gt; by Mya&lt;br /&gt;"My love is like...woMy kiss is like...woMy touch is like...wo"&lt;br /&gt;You're the full package - and you let everyone know it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Song Should You Strip To?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115260666348357497?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115260666348357497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115260666348357497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260666348357497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115260666348357497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/your-stripper-song-isa-hrefmy-love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-115199536724855004</id><published>2006-07-04T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T15:12:19.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;complaisant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; \kuhm-PLAY-suhnt; -zuhnt\, adjective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the adjectives you can use ta describe me...alongside CRAZY, LAME BUT SOMETIMES HILARIOUS, SOCIABLE, LOVING &amp; just downright SWEET &amp;amp; CUTE (ha-ha.funny lydz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well wth does &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;complaisant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; means? it means ta be exhibiting the desire to please...to be compliant...obliging. yeah. you noe whose fault is it? FAIROZ. yes tt darn hubby of mine..-sigh- love of my life...no worries guys, i wont get all mushy wushy here..haha..&lt;br /&gt;BUUUT he said smths real sweet recently...not tt he never does bfoe this,coz HE DID bfoe this too..but i just wanna share herre..heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27th June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (sms): &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;........I love you with all of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(my reaction): &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;-squeals- -giggles-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well ima hopeless romantic..so what. ttz me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (phonecall):&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me: you're kinda a diff psn of late... u used ta be kinda unfeeling and truly practical. usually we'l always joke abt namecalling &amp; all &amp;amp; everythg's good...how come u got upset when i jokingly called u sensitive &amp; emotional..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(his reply): &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;.........i dunno.... e only reason or probable cause for my emotional self i can find is tt im in love with someone...&amp;amp; yeah...u noe....................and yeah u noe, sometimes i got really pissed at u coz u noe e feeling when u just love someone so much &amp; it hurts at times.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yeah there was silence foe a while &amp;amp; i can't believe i was act smiling! i mean, it would make anyone smile rite when someone who isn't born a hound dog act sez tt to u?? heh, i didnt noe quite what ta say so i just smiled at tt! yeah mebbe to most of u whatever he said doesn't quite explain it but to me, it's sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BUUUT....he's still afraid of getting hitched. u noe e long-term-till-death-or-some-third-party's-involvement-do-us-part bond...yea tt tot torments him..well i ain't surprised... i just hope his mindset will change when e time comes...it better change! my bio clock's ticCckiiin...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-115199536724855004?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/115199536724855004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=115199536724855004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115199536724855004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/115199536724855004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/07/complaisant-kuhm-play-suhnt-zuhnt.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114836867977847185</id><published>2006-05-23T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T15:24:14.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Low Self Esteem 40% of the Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howisyourselfesteemquiz/esteem-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Generally, you feel pretty darn great about who you are, even when you mess up or fail.Occasionally, a huge setback will make you question yourself, but you pick yourself up quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;How'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourselfesteemquiz/"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; is Your Self Esteem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114836867977847185?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114836867977847185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114836867977847185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114836867977847185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114836867977847185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/05/you-have-low-self-esteem-40-of.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114801844000428360</id><published>2006-05-19T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T14:00:40.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MI3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Maggie Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;??? It's like, every guy i've asked, says they tink shez hawt. NO she is SOOOW NAAAWT! shez..skinny! and and blearghz.. if sweet, yeah ok she is..but not hAAAwt. eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shez just skin &amp;amp; bones! whats so hot abt tt?? u mean seeing her hip bones (coz she has not much ass ta look at) is a turn on?? u gotta b kidding rite. even my hubby tinks shez haAwt. ya whatever(faizah n i in unison)! okok so what can e reason be? coz she's acting in an action-packed close to being explosive movie?? so tt makes her hawt??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first itz &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jessic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a Alba&lt;/span&gt; (Ok! says,"god created the perfect woman"..aah crap!) ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;then itz maggie q..who's next? mother theresa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine fine im making a big fuss.sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114801844000428360?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114801844000428360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114801844000428360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114801844000428360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114801844000428360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/05/mi3-whats-with-maggie-q-its-like-every.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114768287792239774</id><published>2006-05-15T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T16:47:57.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.glittergraphics.us" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.piczo.com/img/i58980346_94406.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fly fly away butterfly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114768287792239774?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114768287792239774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114768287792239774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114768287792239774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114768287792239774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/05/fly-fly-away-butterfly.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114731486564570203</id><published>2006-05-11T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T10:34:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot Fairoz's bday... -sobs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act i didnt. i r-bered his bday since march. i even celebrated with him earlier (on 1st May) wit Mr &amp; Mrs Ru(Fana &amp;amp; Ruzaini) at Bdk Macdonalds by buying him a mocha cake. the mocha cake,i believe, shud b an excellent momento of turning 20. coz of a few reasons. FIRSTLY,we both luurve mocha.SECONDLY,turning e big 2-0 is quite a smth coz ur transiting from teen yrs to adult life(rather than 21).so e in betw taste of choc plus coffee is just perfect ta represent e bittersweet life ahead of u where there's hardly any spoonfeeding foe u.THIRDLY he bought e exact same cake foe me last yr(when i turned 20) n we celebrated (just e 2 of us ;p) a week AFTER my bday. n i,on e other hand,presented with with e same cake 1 week BFOE his bday.haha..hopes it means smth to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thing is,on his bday(monday 8th) he had ta do duty. i had ta work. i r-bered ta wish him at 1am but i decided against smsing him coz i tot itz rather impersonalised.i bet other ppl are doin e same thg.so i tot of talkin to him n singin him e bday song while he's on duty,2min bfoe midnight 9th may. but thgs happened. we argued. shit right. im damn guilty. i feel like screaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114731486564570203?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114731486564570203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114731486564570203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114731486564570203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114731486564570203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-forgot-fairozs-bday.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114663139706587510</id><published>2006-05-03T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T12:43:17.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im hungry...&lt;br /&gt;straving...&lt;br /&gt;c, i cant even spell properly..starving..&lt;br /&gt;i want my money...where's my money!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;she-hulk in e making&lt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114663139706587510?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114663139706587510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114663139706587510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114663139706587510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114663139706587510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114620380809962913</id><published>2006-04-28T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T13:56:48.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a new blog skin!!! -clapsssssss- all thanx to Ariel!! -applausse,whistles- it contains 2 of my 4 fav colours!!! hmmm yep pink n black n e other 2 are white n blue..hee! oh i have e same fav colours as Iqah (my hubby's sis) and both of us did not like e colour pink initially..it was influence tt did e trick.. Iqah likes pink coz of her now-defunct best fren(i hate tt girl! so minah..she looks cheap..n she tinks shez hot..my foot!)...n i like pink coz of my hubby's best fren..FANA!!! i feel like killing her sometimes but hey...if i do, there'l b 1 psn less who's willing to listen me crap &amp; corn everytime..so it'l be my damn loss.darn! hmmm y do i have e occassional killing feeling?? coz sometimes she makes me feel small &amp;amp; stewpid. yeah shez this woman who's tall,thin n smart with a degree in silence. oh n she graduated with a diploma in  some molecular cell biology thingy from NYP...how damn smart is she? oh dont ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yest i read in Urban ST abt jugs. boobs-melons-twin peaks whatever u call it. yes those 2 lumps of flesh hanging amazingly from a woman's front part of body(hmmm some men do develop them too act..). Oh ya back to e article,the writer who was a reader, wrote tt she got more than 1kg worth of breasts removed simply to make life easier foe her. back aches prevention, exercising difficulties..hmm i like her. she makes me realise tt mine are beautiful (to each her own) and unique..i dont have to remove anythg n no,i wasn't thinkin of adding volume to them to be honest...while most women out there are going all gaga over breasts enlargement, she was doing e complete opposite..haha, another reason y i like her too is coz of her sense of humour..i kept laughin here n there while reading it...but aaanywaaay..e moral of e article is to b happy wit wad u have (ur body/material possessions) coz there's def some ppl out there who wants urs. like me, Iqah likes my voice..she said itz sweet n nice to hear. i called her crazy coz sometimes i can hear my own voice when im talkin to ppl (i always got this prob..smth's wrong wit Starhub) n i do laugh..coz i tink my voice sounds rather manly..Iqah told me im e one who's being ridiculous.hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm i appreciate our bond..she may not b as close to her brother buut at least she is to me n tt shud b 1 less worry foe my hubby =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114620380809962913?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114620380809962913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114620380809962913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114620380809962913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114620380809962913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-got-new-blog-skin-clapsssssss-all.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114619566375070594</id><published>2006-04-28T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T11:41:03.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I like about Gelare. Ice cream and Waffles! They are a great pair, don't you think so? Gelare makes their own waffles, it's thick ... crispy on the outside...pastry soft on the inside. Taken with a scoop of Chocolate Overload ice cream.. preeet'ty good! The thing I like about Gelare's ice cream is that they use all-natural colours and flavours. The other thing is that Gelare uses top grade ingredients .. and since I like Chocolate.. let's talk about their Chocolate Overload! Firstly, the ice-cream is thick and flavourful. The dark chocolate they use to make this ice cream,comes from a very famous first class Belgian chocolate maker. Besides COL, they also have pistacho, jamaican chocolate, banana walnut, cookies&amp;amp;cream and other stuff as well. But it's always the Chocolate Overload that's calling me back.Hehe! If you prefer cones with the ice cream, they even make them in-house so you get this nice crisp cone to bite! How well-worth e $$ is that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114619566375070594?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114619566375070594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114619566375070594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114619566375070594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114619566375070594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/04/col-two-things-i-like-about-gelare.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114610547684871877</id><published>2006-04-27T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T10:37:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dry eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dull skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bigger hips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls tell me im not the only one. -begging-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114610547684871877?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114610536812177068</id><published>2006-04-27T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T10:36:08.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOW MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;hmmm...i wonder how costly is the most affordable comfy wig...im gonna need it soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114610536812177068?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114552825006550450</id><published>2006-04-20T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T18:17:30.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;criteria of finding a job&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) PAY -who doesn't like $. another reason is because i need to help mother out.go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)DAYS -i don't want to work on weekends ESPECIALLY sunday.why? because i wanna spend quality time with my darling.duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)LOCATION -i live at dakota close.im quite accessible to ALMOST every place in the way. harbourfront..pasir ris..town..but WEST and NORTH sounds kinda far-fetched isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)SKILLS -will i pick up any new ones...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i landed a job already...this is foe those who have no friggin idea abt it. well i work only halfday on saturday,off day on sunday. pay's good. e people are NICE. e place,a bit messy.e location is perfect. PLUS i have my own desk,phone that works and computer with internet access.imagine me abusing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never done SO MUCH paperwork my whole life! even geography notes aint this much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have sundays all to myself &amp;amp; darling...and cash to give mother =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114552825006550450?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114552825006550450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114552825006550450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114552825006550450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114552825006550450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/04/criteria-of-finding-job-1-pay-who.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114534320043376759</id><published>2006-04-18T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:53:20.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The keys to my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You'll do anything for love, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114534320043376759?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114534320043376759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114534320043376759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114534320043376759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114534320043376759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/04/keys-to-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114534300579552751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114534300579552751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114534300579552751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-1920s-name.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114534287004602914</id><published>2006-04-18T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:47:50.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ima dreaming soul...heh,what's new -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you away from this world&lt;br /&gt;So much so that you tend to live in your head most of the time&lt;br /&gt;You have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all...&lt;br /&gt;But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you.&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others.&lt;br /&gt;Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114534287004602914?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114534287004602914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=114534287004602914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114534287004602914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/114534287004602914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/04/ima-dreaming-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114534270805812717</id><published>2006-04-18T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T14:46:19.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Dreaming Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/dreaming-soul.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your vivid emotions and imagination takes you away from this worldSo much so that you tend to live in your head most of the timeYou have great dreams and ambitions that could be the envy of all...But for you, following through with your dreams is a bit difficult&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, endearing, and people tend to love you.Forgiving and tolerant, you see the world through rose colored glasses.Underneath it all, you have a ton of passion that you hide from others.Always hopeful, you tend to expect positive outcomes in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Newborn Soul, Prophet Soul, and Traveler Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114534270805812717?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/114534270805812717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114413309347014223</id><published>2006-04-04T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T14:44:53.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/23134728323314l-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/400/23134728323314l-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my G2000 suit!!! bought using my hard-earned allowance from Gelare Cafe... n look at me now...im reduced to A housewife...desperate foe a job!!! my pockets' burnt..i only have 50cents..-waiL-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-114413309347014223?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114413292238083760</id><published>2006-04-04T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T14:42:02.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you noe wad? i had this CWAAAAAZIE idea thatz seriously hilarious!!! imagine if gas has colour... then you wouldn't hafta accuse anyone w/o proof when a concentrated stinky smell pollutes the air!! imagine the fun and humour out of it when you see purple or green or pink gas comin out of the most sophisticated or glamorous ppl's asses when they fart!! hmmm...ur teacher when he or she's teachin economics..ur favourite celeb when he's on national tv.. or the salesgirl who was promoting hugo perfume at ISETAN!!! n the list goes on n on on on n on....hahaha...i'l enjoy it definitely! hmmm wad colours fillin up the air... hahahahahaha....&lt;div 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imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-114412768330105596</id><published>2006-04-04T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T13:14:43.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TYPICAL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was walkin outside bedok library headin foe my bro's school...then a bunch of 'lamp posts' walked past me n sang a Boyanese song while staring at me..i was of coz rather surprised coz im boyanese &amp;amp; they'r singin a song in my 'dialect' language..! coincidental? intentional? well i ALMOZ reacted to it..ALMOZ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;Ancient kingdom in western &lt;a href="http://i-cias.com/e.o/anatolia.htm"&gt;Anatolia&lt;/a&gt; (now &lt;a href="http://i-cias.com/e.o/turkey.htm"&gt;Turkey&lt;/a&gt;), lasting from the beginning of the 7th century BCE until 546 BCE.At its largest, Lydia covered the western half of Anatolia, west of the Halys river (now Kizilirmak river) except th lands of LyciaThe central region of Lydia were the lands from the Aegean Sea to the valleys of Hermus and Cayster rivers, now called Gediz and Bÿükmederes. The region had a fertile soil as well as rich deposits of gold and silver.The Lydians are told to have been the first people to coin money, made from silver and gold. With the use of money did the Lydians spark a commercial revolution, and by this they had much influence on the Greek civilization from the 6th century and onwards.The main economic activities of Lydia were agriculture and mining of silver and gold. But with the kingdom's aggressiveness towards its neighbours, looting of foreign peoples brought in substantial wealth to the royal court.The capital of Lydia was &lt;a href="http://i-cias.com/e.o/sardis.htm"&gt;Sardis&lt;/a&gt;, which by its time's standards was unusually rich and beautiful.There are many legends of Lydia, but a couple of them relates to liberal sexual attitudes. One tells that prostitution was accepted as a way for a young girl to earn her dowry. Another tells about king Candaules who was so proud of his wife's body that he allowed one bodyguard, Gyges to see her naked. As she raged over this offence, she forced Gyges to kill her husband and marry her. So he did, the legend tells, and he became king. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early 7th century: &lt;a href="http://i-cias.com/e.o/phrygia.htm"&gt;Phrygia&lt;/a&gt; is destroyed by the Cimmerians, leaving Lydia the strongest nation to control western Anatolia.&lt;br /&gt;685: The rise of the Mermnadae dynasty marks the beginning of the great period of Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;620's: Final battle between Lydia and the Cimmerians, results in victory for Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;619: Alyattes becomes king of Lydia.&lt;br /&gt;590: Lydia resists invasions from &lt;a href="http://i-cias.com/e.o/media.htm"&gt;Media&lt;/a&gt; and by the Cimmerians. They conquer large lands, especially in Ionia, and the state develops into an empire.&lt;br /&gt;585: Peace is arranged with Media, and the Halys River is set as the border between the two kingdoms.&lt;br /&gt;546: Sardis is captured by the Persians under the leadership of &lt;a href="http://i-cias.com/e.o/cyrus2.htm"&gt;Cyrus 2 the Great&lt;/a&gt;. Lydia is incorporated into the &lt;a href="http://i-cias.com/e.o/persia.htm"&gt;Persian Empire&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;334: The lands of Lydia is conquered by Alexander the Great, and comes under Greco-Macedonian control.&lt;br /&gt;133: Lydia becomes part of the Roman province of Asia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113999669027215305?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113999669027215305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113999669027215305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113999669027215305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113999669027215305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-land.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113999598001758500</id><published>2006-02-15T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T17:33:00.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/mptv1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/mptv1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/jennifer-lopez-tl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/jennifer-lopez-tl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; LOVE HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sexay..nice voice..good actress...nice ass! and yes, skin colour! gorgeOus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113999598001758500?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113999598001758500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113999598001758500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113999598001758500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113999598001758500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/love-her-sexay.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113980790799920201</id><published>2006-02-13T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T13:18:28.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Artist: Jennifer Lopez &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Album: Get Right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Title: Get Right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're lookin just a little too hard at me&lt;br /&gt;standin just a little too close to me&lt;br /&gt;you say you're not quite enough to me&lt;br /&gt;you steppin just a little too slow for me&lt;br /&gt;no doubt, you're playin real cool homie&lt;br /&gt;got me thinking what is it you do for me&lt;br /&gt;trippin (trippin), a little more than i should be&lt;br /&gt;so let yourself go, and get right with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]I'm about to sign you up, we can get right&lt;br /&gt;Before the night is up, we can get get riiiiiiiight get riiiiiiight,&lt;br /&gt;we can get right&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to fill your cup, we can get right&lt;br /&gt;Before the night is up, we can get riiiiiiight toniiiiiiight,&lt;br /&gt;we can get right&lt;br /&gt;Do you want more? [4x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya lips talkin' bout I play too much&lt;br /&gt;Can't a woman take advantage of what she wants&lt;br /&gt;My hips movin' oh so slow&lt;br /&gt;Bar tab lookin like a car note&lt;br /&gt;All I need is you here right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Take whatever ya want, baby let's ride&lt;br /&gt;And whatever ya want so you need to sign&lt;br /&gt;Just put ya name on the dotted line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]I'm about to sign you up,&lt;br /&gt;we can get right&lt;br /&gt;Before the night is up, we can get get riiiiiiiight get riiiiiiight,&lt;br /&gt;we can get right&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to fill your cup, we can get right&lt;br /&gt;Before the night is up, we can get riiiiiiight toniiiiiiight,&lt;br /&gt;we can get right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much we got to say&lt;br /&gt;but so little time&lt;br /&gt;and if tonight aint long enough&lt;br /&gt;dont leave love behind&lt;br /&gt;baby take my hand&lt;br /&gt;i'll show you how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x3:]I'm about to sign you up, we can get right&lt;br /&gt;Before the night is up, we can get get riiiiiiiight get riiiiiiight,&lt;br /&gt;we can get right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to fill your cup, we can get right&lt;br /&gt;Before the night is up, we can get riiiiiiight toniiiiiiight,&lt;br /&gt;we can get right.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113980790799920201?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113980790799920201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113980790799920201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113980790799920201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113980790799920201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/artist-jennifer-lopez-album-get-right.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113980404662049795</id><published>2006-02-13T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T12:14:06.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/Bc10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/Bc10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/Bonnie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/Clyde2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/Clyde2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://denton-texas.com/BonnieandClyde/pictures.htm"&gt;http://denton-texas.com/BonnieandClyde/pictures.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113980404662049795?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113980404662049795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113980404662049795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113980404662049795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113980404662049795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/httpdenton-texas.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113980148720368007</id><published>2006-02-13T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T11:31:27.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i guess i dont hafta be freegin out afterall huh dear.. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113980148720368007?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113980148720368007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113980148720368007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113980148720368007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113980148720368007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/well-i-guess-i-dont-hafta-be-freegin.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113980123785256227</id><published>2006-02-13T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T11:30:18.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last nite, i briefly explained to Daniel how S'pore would function in a war.. not surprisingly, he was awed at the whole thang.. boys..soldiers..soldiers..boys..get da connection y'all? good =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What disturbed me was when he told me abt a man long dead, who predicted WWII and also..WWIII...-gasp-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostradamus. Born in the early 16th century, Nostradamus has become one of the world's most widely known and read prophets.&lt;br /&gt;His poetic yet cryptic &lt;a href="http://www.activemind.com/Mysterious/Topics/Nostradamus/quatrain.html"&gt;quatrains&lt;/a&gt; are claimed by some to conceal information about future events. He completed a total of 942 quatrains which he organized into Centuries - groups of 100 quatrains (one Century only had 42 quatrains).&lt;br /&gt;Do these writings actually predict the death of popes, rise of tyrants, and natural catastrophes to come? His writings will "prove" one of two things to you:&lt;br /&gt;1)Nostradamus was even more insightful than imagined OR&lt;br /&gt;2)The quatrains are obscure enough that they can be interpreted to predict any occurrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIMELINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1503 - Born - Michel de Nostredame in St. Remy, France on December 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1534 - Married for the first time. Shortly thereafter he lost his wife and two children to the plague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1554 - Married Anne Ponsart Gemelle in town of Salon, France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1555 - Nostradamus published his first set of 100 quatrains. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1566 - Died - July 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Did Nostradamus Predict the 9/11 Attacks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From David Emery,Your Guide to Urban Legends and Folklore.&lt;br /&gt;'In the City of God there will be a great thunder'Nostradamus, the French astrologer born in 1503, published his barely scrutable collection of prophecies, "The Centuries," in 1555. Each four-line verse (or "quatrain") purported to foretell world events far into the future, and ever since Nostradamus' time devotees have claimed his work accurately predicted wars, natural disasters and the rise and fall of empires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all due respect to true believers, Nostradamus couched his "prophetic" verses in such obscure language that the words can be, and have been, interpreted to mean virtually anything. Inevitably, ponderous tracts will be written in the coming months and years extracting "proof" from the works of Nostradamus that he foresaw the World Trade Center and Pentagon attacks of September 11, 2001 — such exegeses-in-hindsight have appeared in the wake of every modern catastrophe — but, thanks to Internet hoaxers, we needn't wait months or years for the he-told-you-sos to begin. "Spooky" quatrains purportedly describing the events of 9/11 with amazing specificity were already circulating within hours of the first jetliner crash — completely bogus quatrains, as it turned out. It wasn't a question of whether or not they accurately predicted anything; Nostradamus simply didn't write them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first foretold "a great thunder" in "the City of God":&lt;br /&gt;"In the City of God there will be a great thunder, Two brothers torn apart by Chaos, while the fortress endures, the great leader will succumb", The third big war will begin when the big city is burning"&lt;br /&gt;- Nostradamus 1654&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's interpret. Assuming "the City of God" is New York City, then the "two brothers torn apart by Chaos" must be the fallen towers of the Word Trade Center. The "fortress" is obviously the Pentagon, the "great leader" succumbing is the United States of America and "the third big war" can only mean World War III.&lt;br /&gt;Spooky, right?&lt;br /&gt;Wrong. Now let's apply a little intellectual honesty. What earthly (or unearthly) justification could there possibly be for characterizing New York City as "the City of God?" Why refer to the twin towers as "two brothers" when a far more apt word like "buildings" or "monuments" — or even, egad, "towers" — is at hand? Granted, "fortress" accurately describes the Pentagon, but by what stretch of the imagination could one assert that the United States "succumbed" to the 9/11 attacks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, quibbling over words is futile, given that Nostradamus didn't even write the passage. He died in 1566, nearly a hundred years before the date of attribution. The quatrain in question is nowhere to be found in his entire published oeuvre. In a word, it's a hoax.&lt;br /&gt;More precisely, its attribution to Nostradamus is a hoax. The passage was lifted intact from a Web page (since deleted from the hosting server due to overwhelming post-9/11 traffic) containing an essay written several years ago by college student Neil Marshall entitled "A Critical Analysis of Nostradamus." Marshall invented the quatrain to demonstrate — quite ironically, in light of its subsequent misuse — how a Nostradamus-like passage can be so cryptically composed as to lend itself to myriad interpretations.&lt;br /&gt;'Two metal birds would crash into two tall statues'An interesting variant of the same faux prophecy showed up in the soc.culture.palestine newsgroup on September 12 under the heading "They followed his prediction":&lt;br /&gt;In the City of God there will be a great thunder,Two brothers torn apart by Chaos, while the fortress endures, the great leader will succumb''The third big war will begin when the big city is burning'- Nostradamus 1654&lt;br /&gt;...on the 11 day of the 9 month that...two metal birds would crash into two tall statues...in the new city..and the world will end soon after"&lt;br /&gt;"From the book of Nostradamus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, while the text boasts all the pomp and musty vagueness of Nostradamus' actual writings, it cannot be found in whole or in part anywhere in "The Centuries." This, too, is an Internet hoax, an elaboration on Neil Marshall's invented quatrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A third variant is "spookier" yet:&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Re: Nostradamus&lt;br /&gt;Century 6, Quatrain 97&lt;br /&gt;Two steel birds will fall from the sky on the Metropolis. The sky will burn at forty-five degrees latitude. Fire approaches the great new city&lt;br /&gt;(New York City lies between 40-45 degrees) Immediately a huge, scattered flame leaps up. Within months, rivers will flow with blood. The undead will roam earth for little time.&lt;br /&gt;This, it turns out, is not entirely fake, but rather an imaginative revision of an actual verse from "The Centuries." The authentic passage is usually translated from the French as follows:&lt;br /&gt;The sky will burn at forty-five degrees latitude, Fire approaches the great new city Immediately a huge, scattered flame leaps up When they want to have verification from the Normans.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, Nostradamus made no mention of "two steel birds" in the original text, nor did he predict that "the undead will roam the earth." As to the geographical location of New York City, it is found at exactly 40 degrees, 42 minutes, 51 seconds north latitude, so, while it isn't false to say that it lies "between 40-45 degrees," it is imprecise, as well as an obvious, misleading ploy to make what Nostradamus really wrote ("The sky will burn at forty-five degrees latitude") seem applicable to the events of September 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World War III&lt;br /&gt;Specimen #4, also circulating via email, is merely an elaboration of the above:&lt;br /&gt;Nostradamus' prediction on WW3:&lt;br /&gt;"In the year of the new century and nine months,&lt;br /&gt;From the sky will come a great King of Terror...&lt;br /&gt;The sky will burn at forty-five degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Fire approaches the great new city..."&lt;br /&gt;"In the city of york there will be a great collapse,&lt;br /&gt;2 twin brothers torn apart by chaos&lt;br /&gt;while the fortress falls the great leader will succumb&lt;br /&gt;third big war will begin when the big city is burning"&lt;br /&gt;- NOSTRADAMUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said this will be bigger than the previous two. 2001 is the first yearof the new century and this is the 9th month. New York is locatedat the 41st degree Latitude.&lt;br /&gt;Again, a very few words actually written by Nostradamus — lines drawn from two separate quatrains — have been rendered out of context and supplemented with made-up lines by person(s) unknown to make them seem relevant. The result, again, is pure bunk.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else want to have a go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: &lt;a href="http://urbanlegends.about.com/cs/historical/a/nostradamus_p.htm"&gt;http://urbanlegends.about.com/cs/historical/a/nostradamus_p.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113980123785256227?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113980123785256227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113980123785256227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113980123785256227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113980123785256227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/last-nite-i-briefly-explained-to.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113887548138765279</id><published>2006-02-02T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T18:18:01.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/DSC02297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/DSC02297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at us! sUweeet &amp;amp; beaUtiful! lawanyer laa orang boyan ehk.. (*,^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113887548138765279?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113887548138765279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113887548138765279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113887548138765279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113887548138765279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/look-at-us-suweeet-beautiful-lawanyer.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113887492761783314?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113887492761783314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113887492761783314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113887492761783314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113887492761783314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/02/peterpan-moi-adi-ah-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113884793667056011</id><published>2006-02-02T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T10:38:57.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/Picture(56).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/Picture%2856%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; my walkin tissue with my glasses...hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/Picture(55).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/Picture%2855%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;me!!! yes with my own glasses (*,-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/Picture(57).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/Picture%2857%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; waiz with my glasses!....(another) hee..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113884793667056011?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113884793667056011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113884793667056011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bedroom for e 4 of us(me,fad,dan,ary)...we sleep on e floor on matresses..of late, dan has been sleep talkin a lot..last nyte,while i was watchin America's Next Top Model (altho i alre noe who e winner is), he turned to his right, mumbled smth under his breath(still sleeping) and started clawing..i immediately slapped his hand and legs away from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E thing is i dont care if u wanna sleep talk or sleep shout or even sleep walk but just dont touoch me. he was clawing my left cheek..which has a PIMPLE on it. i almost screamed! e pain was...my gawd! excruciating at tt moment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113884631706058911?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113884631706058911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113877750418655064</id><published>2006-02-01T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T15:05:04.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's funny how i've imagined my life with ghani would be like. but never once did i really sit and think about what i'd do for a living. i've asked myself that question a couple of times but never really answered it. and now, i feel so pressured to come up with an answer. sad to say, i don't really know what i want to do.  --quoted from suhaila's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; strange..that happened to me too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113877750418655064?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113775511428392093</id><published>2006-01-20T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T19:05:14.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/post_bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/post_bar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/aboutfullerton_linedrawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/aboutfullerton_linedrawing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(left) Post Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(right) The Fullerton Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the focus of our[hui shan-julya-shiya-saed] CPM[Consultancy Pjt Mgt] project =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113775511428392093?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113775511428392093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113775511428392093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113775511428392093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113775511428392093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/01/left-post-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully 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style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i've been feeling rather down and depressed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;school .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;home.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;intrapersonal.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ahem.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im going mad..as in not sober anymore..im serious. xiu..pang wo!! syahirah, thx for tickling my funny bones just now..it cheered me up for awhile..bfoe i realise i got plenty left to do..-sigh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113757842609681314?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113757842609681314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113757842609681314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113757842609681314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113757842609681314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/01/lately.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113746501283691341</id><published>2006-01-17T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T10:30:12.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>smart xiu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya i hope u had fun bitchin with julz.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still doing e-bus appendix!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113746501283691341?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113746501283691341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113746501283691341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113746501283691341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113746501283691341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/01/smart-xiu-oh-ya-i-hope-u-had-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113740922501748701</id><published>2006-01-16T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T19:00:25.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do u have to come back only to kill me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt your heart was breaking inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's wrong to just walk away tho you think it's over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found you..but i've lost you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; an excerpt from my cuzzie.. =) *deep*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113740922501748701?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113740922501748701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113740922501748701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113740922501748701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113740922501748701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/01/why-do-u-have-to-come-back-only-to.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113706862005110477</id><published>2006-01-12T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:23:40.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miserable --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113706862005110477?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113706862005110477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113706862005110477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113706862005110477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113706862005110477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2006/01/miserable.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113706843249416422</id><published>2006-01-12T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T20:20:32.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just feel so lost right now..i fell into the damn rapid-flowin river..cant keep up with others who are swimmin real fast..tired coz loads of assignments,deadlines and presentations are pullin me down..i was so close to drowning..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please..help me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113706051313173482</id><published>2006-01-12T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T18:15:45.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Craig David - Don't Love You No More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the years that I’ve known you baby&lt;br /&gt;I can’t figure out the reason why lately&lt;br /&gt;you’ve been acting so cold (didn’t you say)&lt;br /&gt;if there’s a problem we should work it out&lt;br /&gt;so why you giving me the cold shoulder now&lt;br /&gt;like you don’t want to talk to me girl (tell me)&lt;br /&gt;okay I know I was late again&lt;br /&gt;I made you mad and dinners thrown in (the bin)&lt;br /&gt;but why you making this thing drag on so long (I wanna know)&lt;br /&gt;I’m sick and tired of this silly game&lt;br /&gt;don’t think that I’m the only one here to blame&lt;br /&gt;it’s not me who’s been going round slamming doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when you turned and said to me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care babe who’s right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;what now, you’re gone, my fault, I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;feeling like a fool cos I let you down&lt;br /&gt;now it’s too late to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry for the tears I’ve made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;you made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I’ve made a few mistakes&lt;br /&gt;but never thought things would turn out this way&lt;br /&gt;doesn’t make sense to me now that u’re gone (I see it all so clearly)&lt;br /&gt;me at the door with you in a state&lt;br /&gt;giving my reasons but as you look away&lt;br /&gt;I can see a tear roll down your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s when you turned and said to me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care babe who’s right or wrong&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;what now, you’re gone, my fault, I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;feeling like a fool cos I let you down&lt;br /&gt;now it’s too late to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry for the tears I’ve made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;you made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those simple words hit so hard&lt;br /&gt;they turned my whole world upside down&lt;br /&gt;girl you caught me completely off guard&lt;br /&gt;on that night you said to me&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t love you no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain outside my window pouring down&lt;br /&gt;what now, you’re gone, my fault, I’m sorry&lt;br /&gt;feeling like a fool cos I let you down&lt;br /&gt;now it’s too late to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry for the tears I’ve made you cry&lt;br /&gt;I guess this time it really is goodbye&lt;br /&gt;You made it clear when you said&lt;br /&gt;I just don’t love you no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113706051313173482?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113706051313173482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113706051313173482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah it does..a heavy one for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to be strong on e inside.. sob**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113705858924715981?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113705858924715981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113705858924715981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113705858924715981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113705858924715981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;cutsey kittenz!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113651162164150464?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113651162164150464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113651162164150464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113651162164150464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we look like we're from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..my gawd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway u should try ta hang out with us (fana did..and she got a headache)..we'r sweet with each other (not puppy-love mushy wushy way) but there will be e occasional mini weeny squabbles--hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love u darling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... -grinz-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113645227312193778?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113645227312193778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/1600/kiss%20me%20kiiiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3223/1584/320/kiss%20me%20kiiiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::24th December 2005:: ... the most memorable date for him..and me.we went swimming at Jurong Swimming Complex.yes me in my bright blue bikini set =) he bought it for me. one of the 2 prezzies he gaf me. after approx 3 hours, we left and shared a kfc 2-piece meal.we took the mrt and headed for Far East Plaza shortly after and took the pix..it was great!he's spontaneous!we ate at a turkish cafe in FEP itself bfoe headin for Taka to window shop and to entertain our kiddish side at the toys section.what happened next til he sorta sent me home, was what i REFUSE to explain in herre.bfoe i got into the cab to head home,we had a mini conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyd: i wouldnt be surprised if u leave me one day..(y'all prolly be thinkin,wad a thing to say!but u dunno e full story.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallo: who's gonna take care of u if i aint around..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyd: -silence- besides, if u can find frenz like syazwani who are gobsmack similar to u, u definitely can find someone who will understand u n noe u well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallo: i dont tink syazwani can understand me the way u do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know..i love this guy to bits.no matter what everyone else says.i cant imagine life w/o him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113645006530242406?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594366067689703</id><published>2005-12-30T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:54:20.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i muz be going MAD about the blogthing thingy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stoppit Lydz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw TICIANA SARAHYBA is my mexican name when directly translating my full name..i think. so yeah.. i ain't tryin ta be someone elze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna pee...-pout-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594366067689703?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594345066936860</id><published>2005-12-30T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:50:50.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594345066936860?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594345066936860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594345066936860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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align="center" style="color:#EEE5DE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Sleeping Position Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#FFF5EE;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident and ready to tackle life.&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty vain and happy with your physical appearance.&lt;br /&gt;You are born to be the center of attention, and you're unhappy on the sidelines.&lt;br /&gt;You're always up for trying something new - in and out of bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyoursleepingpositionsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594341090886837?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594332503778221</id><published>2005-12-30T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:48:45.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Slow and Steady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/serious.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They see you as very cautious, extremely careful, a slow and steady plodder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'd really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They expect you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then usually decide against it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdopeopleseeyouquiz/"&gt;How Do People See You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594332503778221?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594332503778221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594332503778221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#F8E8FF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Underwear Says About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FCF3FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/underwear.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to throw out your underwear after a few months. It gets used and abused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're sexy, in that pinup girl, tease sort of way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/"&gt;The Underwear Oracle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594327356928847?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594327356928847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594327356928847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594327356928847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594327356928847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-your-underwear-says-about-you-you.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594321377999805</id><published>2005-12-30T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:46:53.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Seduction Style: Au Natural&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/au-natural.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You rank up there with your seduction skills, though you might not know it.&lt;br /&gt;That's because you're a natural at seduction. You don't realize your power!&lt;br /&gt;The root of your natural seduction power: your innocence and optimism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of person who happily plays around and creates a unique little world.&lt;br /&gt;Little do you know that your personal paradise is so appealing that it sucks people in.&lt;br /&gt;You find joy in everything - so is it any surprise that people find joy in you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring back the inner child in everyone you meet with your sincere and spontaneous ways.&lt;br /&gt;Your childlike (but not childish) behavior also inspires others to care for you.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, those who you befriend and date tend to be incredibly loyal to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594321377999805?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594321377999805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594321377999805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594321377999805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594321377999805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-seduction-style-au-natural-you.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594317946259269</id><published>2005-12-30T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:46:19.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CDDEFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Summer Ride is a Beetle Convertible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/beetle-convertible.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, funky, and a little bit euro.&lt;br /&gt;You love your summers to be full of style and sun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoursummerridequiz/"&gt;What's Your Summer Ride?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594317946259269?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594317946259269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594317946259269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594317946259269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594317946259269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-summer-ride-is-beetle-convertible.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594311873178274</id><published>2005-12-30T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:45:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have a Choleric Temperament&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/choleric.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things.&lt;br /&gt;Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life.&lt;br /&gt;You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall.&lt;br /&gt;You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion.&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattempermentareyouquiz/"&gt;What Temperment Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594311873178274?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594311873178274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594311873178274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594311873178274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594311873178274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-have-choleric-temperament-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594308601768059</id><published>2005-12-30T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:44:46.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Popular Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/popular.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In high school, everyone knew your name - even if you didn't know theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, your still skating by on your looks and charm. Nothing wrong with that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whowereyouinhighschoolquiz/"&gt;Who Were You In High School?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594308601768059?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594308601768059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594308601768059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594308601768059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594308601768059'/><link 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bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/romantic.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is all about feeling the romance&lt;br /&gt;You love to kiss under the stars or by the sea&lt;br /&gt;The perfect kiss involves the perfect mood&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty common for kisses to sweep you off your feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594302641174481?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594302641174481/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594296835352364</id><published>2005-12-30T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:42:48.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Erotic Thriller&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/erotic-thriller.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've made your own rules in life - and sometimes that catches up with you.&lt;br /&gt;Winding a web of deceit comes naturally, and no one really knows the true you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Swimming Pool, Unfaithful, The Crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594296835352364?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594296835352364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594296835352364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594296835352364'/><link rel='self' 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Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Marsha Marsha Marshmallow Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/marsha-marshmallow.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoorsy and gluttonous, yup, that's you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatflavorbenandjerrysicecreamareyouquiz/"&gt;What Flavor Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594287397203749?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594287397203749/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594277990462030</id><published>2005-12-30T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:39:39.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Element Is Water&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/water.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you connect deeply and commit totally.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about taking risks and moving into unknown territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attract others with courage and confidence.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style is defined by your flexibility and ability to adapt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurturing and shared learning are the cornerstones of your love life.&lt;br /&gt;And while you may jump in to love too quickly, you always come out the wiser for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You connect best with: Metal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You And another Water element: will pull each other down into a dark place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/"&gt;What Element Is Your Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594277990462030?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113594272146522629</id><published>2005-12-30T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T19:38:41.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#F88B8B;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 50% Boyish and 50% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#A7CEFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113594272146522629?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113594272146522629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113594272146522629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594272146522629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113594272146522629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-are-50-boyish-and-50-girlish-you.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113593170968918837</id><published>2005-12-30T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T16:35:09.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Power Color Is Teal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/teal.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At Your Highest:&lt;br /&gt;You feel accomplished and optimistic about the future.&lt;br /&gt;At Your Lowest:&lt;br /&gt;You feel in a slump and lack creativity.&lt;br /&gt;In Love:&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be many people's ideal partner.&lt;br /&gt;How You're Attractive:&lt;br /&gt;You make people feel confident and accepted.&lt;br /&gt;Your Eternal Question:&lt;br /&gt;"What Impression Am I Giving?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpowercolorquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Power Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113593170968918837?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113593170968918837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113593170968918837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113593170968918837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113593170968918837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/12/your-power-color-is-tealat-your.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113496732795745755</id><published>2005-12-19T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T12:42:07.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;week of 12th Dec ended well..except for the part of my hse ALMOST burnt down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;be&gt;week of 19th Dec began well too..INITIALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i found out things that pretty much shocked and angered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blamed for things i had reasons for not doin or attending.these ppl simply dump half of e big blame at me. how convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do YOU know abt my life.NOTHING. fucking hell NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why dont u stop living for a while and think.what is it abt me that u know.seriously.do you know what i have to go thru every day? e pain? e scar from e past that refused to go away, torturing my every breathing minute? or should i say scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to be where i am and never asked for it.i prayed that my life will just change and take a turn for the better.i hate seeing my family in this state every minute of every hour of every day of every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you have to blame me for being selfish for refusing to give you 5 minutes of my precious time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; my brother almost burnt the house down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing all that i can to make this whole thing a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's right. you may be a person as close to being a saint. but the minute you commit ONE mistake, people condemn you.like you've been a criminal your whole life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e only people who wont be in that crowd, are my mum,siblings,best friends(ema &amp;amp; dex),my sweetheart(fairoz) and my wonderful girlfrenz(sya-sha-herma-su-xiu).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for once,stop and think.how fucking unreasonable you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess you dunno how it feels huh.coz u have everything.say it to my face if you dare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113496732795745755?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113496732795745755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113496732795745755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113496732795745755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edu paper's done!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPEEE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so nice to be happy! sha la la la (&lt;em&gt;sing to Alexia's Happy&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113472134117474156?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113472134117474156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; im so so so so ecstatic n excited! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..24th december, here we come! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113462151328305888?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113462151328305888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants a life as messy as mine..-sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pause-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the people in it aren't as messy =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;or say nasty nasty NASTY words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.M.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113401664150688106?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113401664150688106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113401664150688106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113401664150688106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dangly earrings,a mini box of sweet n a key chain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=and for e earrings right, i really didnt noe tt they are a pair of earrings initially u noe.. i tot they are just accessories or key chains or what la..skali i saw e hook at e head of e dolly figurines n realised tt they are EARRINGS!! hehe..really cute! tho 1 is blonde[and i aint blonde y'all!] n e other has purple hair..but still cute! cant believe she act can relate me to those pair of earrings when she was at macau..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=hmmm one day i should wear them..need to find e right outfit or e right occassion or both..khekhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=shame on e rest of u who went to dubai or macau..where's my souvenir???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=shame on u lydia...haiyo..can ask from ppl somemore.. (*,-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113332240997994364?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113332240997994364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113332240997994364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113332240997994364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113332240997994364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/11/weeeee-gez-what-i-got-prezzie-from-xiu.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113220381656479040</id><published>2005-11-17T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T13:03:36.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>craving--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe what i rilly want rite now....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marshmallows to go along with hershey's chocolate syrup!!! yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now muz eat lunch first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweetie...i want marshmallows n choc syrup.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113220381656479040?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113220381656479040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113220381656479040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113220381656479040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113220381656479040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/11/craving-u-noe-what-i-rilly-want-rite.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113210906154840719</id><published>2005-11-16T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T10:44:21.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=julz' bday party was shortlived..for me at least. adimz,saed n i ended up mtg at 4++ close to 5pm at Jurong Point coz Julz said food wont be served till 7 n I[this eastie] got lost at Jurong East..thinkin tt J.P. is there.hey u cant blame me.i've lived in e east for 20years! so u cant expect me ta noe aightz.so anywz there we were..2 girls and 1 guy in mly trad costumes in JP shpg fer Julz' gift..friggin awkward..yet to me itz kinda cool act..hahakz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got it n left fer Julz' hse..at Pasir Pjg..chased bus 180 with heels on[adimz n me lah..takkan saed nk pakai heels!],stood in e bus for e whole journey,looked lost at e LRT stn,but finally got on it n alighted at Jelapang.it was seriously my first ride in an LRT.bedok dont have haf this kind of thing wad.oh ya,saed n i look like a pair coz we were both wearin white baju kurung..adimz had this checkered kurung tt looks rilly nice on her =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julz were glad to see us..her easties frenz n yes she commented on saed n me n yes,e flowers on my head..2 orchids..dunno what breed..haha..i couldnt help but to keep checkin e time coz we reached her hse later than predicted.i had ta be home by 7.45pm..bfoe my mum gets home lah..coz she doesnt noe i was out..haiya..only ppl like xIu,shaidah n gang will understand.family complex..ahaha..crap.but act itz e right words to use.but anywz...moving on.oh yes,i have IOUs with saed n adimz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=1st day of school was great.rilly.despite e 'WARM' welcome we got during Aloysious Lee's lect of Consultancy Pjt Mgt..or CPM fer short. he greeted us with ppts filled with dates of deadlines fer proposals n pjts n presentations..goodness.i was truly glad to be a student again.altho it will mean exams n tests..blah blah..but better than weekend shifts..seriously.i suffered.all due to impatience.moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised tt this will be e last semester we all will haf in this campus..then we'l graduate in april..or may 2006..fast..amazingly aint it? it seems like only yesterday tt i went for e HM interview at e last minute n got selected on e same day as well.i r-bered how ecstatic i was n e first person i contacted was ...surprise surprise..fairoz..but at tt time we were not even dating YET.but he definitely sounded genuinely happy fer me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made lotsa good frenz..ppl like xIu,wai Yee, juLz,saEd,aDimz n quite a lot more..from other courses as well..oh ya,huda from Chem Eng is one character i'l ALWAYS r-ber too..thx to aDimz n sYahirah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=and oh yes...fairoz's graduating from SISPEC tmr..17th Nov 05..my darling will be a sergeant! haha..anywz he bought me a beautiful necklace from Taiwan[he was there for 3wks for trg] and an OP red shirt when we went out shpg at Bugis on Sun13th Nov..tt day was great..it was seriously simple..but i felt totally cherished and grateful abt e whole date..other dates n outings with him were good but this one...i dunno.. it felt different..mebbe coz he juz came back..n yes I MISSH HIM SHOOO MUCH! haix~ n ttz only 3 wks..what more 3 mths...or 3 years??!!! -gasp- nah..i'l be fine..i noe i will..i only cried when e takbir was played..yeah on 1st raya night..but anywz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to buy me smth else act..but he couldnt spot any nice ones while we were walkin around at bugis..but we didnt even enter any bikini-sellin shops..oh well...doesnt matter..he said i can wait fer tt n those cute knickers from Topshop next mth..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++++now im sittin in Lab3..friggin hungry...been sittin fer almost 2.5 hrs alre..coz i skipped Sociology lect..nvm..will go for tmr's 6-7pm lect..can sit with fagzs.. +++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xIu i wanna eat!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113210906154840719?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113210906154840719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113210906154840719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113210906154840719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113210906154840719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/11/updates-julz-bday-party-was-shortlived.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113040152878510023</id><published>2005-10-27T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T16:25:29.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;free!! soon... -haiya-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working at ECP and PP has their pros and cons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;= got Stephanie n Amanda n John!!..they are big loads of fun, man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;= e view's not bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;= money changing's easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;xx muz walk very far to reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;xx loads of things to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;xx big store comes big responsibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;= smaller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;= more choices for food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;= location's good..i dont hafta walk so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;= loads of frenz wit plenty of servings of all sorts of personality..incl my PTers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;= on tuesdays, busy sia! but NOT TOO busy..wic iz good..hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;xx BOOOH-RIIING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;xx not much sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;xx e PTers can be quite a handful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;xx my senior supervisor's paranoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but seriously, i'l miss PP more. my first job was there too..Delifrance. Shaidah,Syahirah, Sulas n i might juz go there to break fast this sunday[30th oct].heard e food's ooowkay lah. or we'l juz go to pastamania..altho it aint halal certified..i can always haf e mussels n clams pasta with fussili..yummy!!!! -grinz- oops..lydz ur fasting..stop thinkin abt food..esp those blardy yummy ones..hai... :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...what can i conclude afta workin at Gelare for 23wks? im tired..i need to rest..im never going back there to work and yes,i STILL dont like F&amp;B n cant fit in anywz..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily ppl like xIu,Syahirah,Fallo,Nisa kept me afloat..Ppl like FIZAH, ISA, BISHRI, HABIB, WESLEY, JOSEFINA, CRYSTAL, JOANNE, GRACE, SAED, JASMINE, SITI, DIANE, ROSE, HAIKAL are e reasons why im still alive and kept pushin myself to go to work. Yes, choosing Gelare over REGENT SINGAPORE was one of the BIGGEST mistakes i've ever made..n im still regretting it..BUT,those ppl above made it all worthwhile..they entertain me and made me laugh n smile..im juz anotha bored witch if it weren't fer them..devils in disguise..he he he[evil way of laughin]..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'l always remember them and also how i used to sing to myself and even DANCE when listening to e radio..one way of entertainment.funny shit. i'l also talk to doreen n wee leng on e company phone abt work, e OM, how e whole product based envt suck coz there's little emphasis on customer service..etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo n behold, e OM, tt monstress, is gonna treat e 3 of us[doreen,wee leng n i,if u STILL haven got it] to dinner tmr[fri,28th] at FIsh n Co at Suntec..we chose e place n time..frankly speaking,we didnt want to go.we'd rather sleep or starve. y, of all ppl, it has to be HER[tt monstress]...i dislike her seh..shez so....irritating.stoopid biatch. i'l be like,seein her in e morning[citibank opening thing] then later for dinner.my whole TGIF is spoilt! e dinner better be good! i cant even rest on my last week..im doin plenty of shit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pardon my french..im juz SICK N TIRED of tt damn company.i'l still eat e waffles n ice cream n even e brownie..but it'l be ONCE in a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..oh yeah..xiu,gerald n i went for a spin in an old-dated hyundai last sunday 23rd afta i finished work..wic waz at 11pm..they bought BK dinner n i bought Mac dinner from ECP outlet[e one at PP was closed alre]. it was tremendously fun! if it hadnt been for my mum's call,we'l still hang out till 2am!! but anywz i had to go home..they need their private moments anywz..khekhe..okok i'l stop..haiyo.joking only wad. so they sent me back afta we drove to changi..i have no friggin idea where they went afta tt..none of ma biz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; to xIu n gerald,thanx guys!!!! i had a wonderful time! will never forget it! n gerald,practise ur parking. xIu,practise practise practise aightz...mebbe by e time we go for anotha spin,it wont be tt bumpy anymore n i wont feel nauseous ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113040152878510023?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113040152878510023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113040152878510023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113040152878510023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113040152878510023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/free-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-113013174328407053</id><published>2005-10-24T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T13:29:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;reFLection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he's left.for taiwan[fri,21st oct].surprisingly i didnt cry.as i've told xIu,i was distracted totally by e tv.u see how strong i am tt i didnt even shed a tear when he left...? well ok mebbe e tv influence is bloody strong nowadays.ttz y i was glued to it[ILLiterally].fine fine.but hey,im glad n HE'S glad i didnt weep or anything along tt line. itz better tt way.itz only 3 wks n he'l be back.riiight.wait till u hear e mini emo turmoil i went thru..read..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we chatted n laughed all e way while walkin home from bdk intch..then we sat somewhere near my apt n chatted somemore..e saddest thing was e way we parted. it wasnt exactly smth i long for.itz not lah.itz juz tt when we rilly hafta part,i couldnt let him go.i chased afta him n held his arm and looked down.not tt i was abt to cry coz i didnt.i juz..couldnt let go.he gaf a tiny smile,and while i was rambling away abt smth i cant r-ber what,he hugged me,for e last time.warm.comforting.he kissed my forehead,i kissed his cheek,i let go of his hand,n told him to go.i quickly turned around and headed for my apt.if im not wrong,we hugged like 4 times in all[juz for tt aftnn].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i noe he'l be safe there.i noe he'l come back safely.i noe he's not gonna flirt wit those VERY friendly pretty taiwan girls.hmm..wic reminds me.e officers act briefed my darling n his fellow mates on unprotected sex,showed peeks of STD effects on ur private parts,and correct me if im wrong,gave them condoms...?!! i wonder y. n goodness,SMSin him costs me 50cents per SMS.i rilly anticipate his coming back.i mish him already.-pout- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; im still surprised by his words that day..."Dear,did i tell you tt im still fallin in love with you...?" Till this day,im still grinning everytime i tot abt it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-113013174328407053?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/113013174328407053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=113013174328407053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113013174328407053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/113013174328407053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/2005/10/reflection-hes-left.html' title=''/><author><name>beautifully imperfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01885801580984872753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-112874529681346694</id><published>2005-10-08T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T12:22:30.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WANT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GROW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;=scared lwittle Lydia screaming n thwrowing tantrwums=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;boo hoo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-112874529681346694?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112874529681346694/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16633385.post-112874464154805998</id><published>2005-10-08T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T12:10:41.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;people in my life[NOT in any order]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~syahirah~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=we talk abt morning shows with Joe A. n Maggi L.&lt;br /&gt;=we beetch a lot&lt;br /&gt;=she noes what im talkin abt 99% of e time&lt;br /&gt;=we understand each other's jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~dex~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=he amuses me with his rather-a-bit-feminine side&lt;br /&gt;=no,he's not gay or bi!&lt;br /&gt;=we became best friends by e strangest ways[Yoke Leng]&lt;br /&gt;=nothing can stop us from being overwhelmingly imaginative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~fallo~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=aka my sayang aka e love of my life&lt;br /&gt;=waiting for him is WORTH every breath that i have&lt;br /&gt;=never regretted every second we spent together.whether itz juz talking,or rotting,or lazying,or arguing or juz simply...absorbing e silence around us wic seems comforting&lt;br /&gt;=he triggers every emo tt i can feel.ecstacy,anger,disappointment,sorrow,anxiety,anticipation&lt;br /&gt;=he makes me feel beautiful.and sexy i dare say ;p&lt;br /&gt;=we need a vacation together dont we darling&lt;br /&gt;=he TRULY loves me.PERIOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~shaidah~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=she's strong n hardworking&lt;br /&gt;=she's getting pretty femme i must say =)&lt;br /&gt;=her tolerance is smth i admire&lt;br /&gt;=but when she's lazy,itz BAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~xiu~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=independence is her middle name&lt;br /&gt;=gemini is written ALL over her and her words and works&lt;br /&gt;=never a dull moment when with her&lt;br /&gt;=i cant imagine TP without her.n life afta tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~isa~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=a moment&lt;br /&gt;=there's smth in his eyes tt i cannot comprehend&lt;br /&gt;=that 1 person i love irritating in e morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~norlelah~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=aka ibu&lt;br /&gt;=she can be my worst foe n yet tt 1 person i look up to during certain times&lt;br /&gt;=i love her and hate her&lt;br /&gt;=she drives me nuts.seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~sarah~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=aka danial's gf&lt;br /&gt;=an acquaintance i made 3 wks ago..i tink.&lt;br /&gt;=she made me cherish myself even more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~fadhilah~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=aka my baby sister&lt;br /&gt;=she's another female who drives me up e wall&lt;br /&gt;=have never met anyone as demurely wild and terribly stubborn as her&lt;br /&gt;=of coz i love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~eMa~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=i miss her.plenty.&lt;br /&gt;=i tink she breathes in too much giggling gas or smth&lt;br /&gt;=sometimes i wish tt i can relive e moments we shared in TK&lt;br /&gt;=she's pretty darn quiet compared to my other frenz but tt doesnt mean she AINT fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;em&gt;joAnne&lt;/em&gt; from *bucks~&lt;br /&gt;=she shouted 1 thing tt made me smile every morning : MORNING LYD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~julya~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=aka my lil mermaid princess&lt;br /&gt;=her smile's sweeter than sugar&lt;br /&gt;=her hugs warm and addictive&lt;br /&gt;=she makes me feel decent[coz shez e bigger bitch than i am]&lt;br /&gt;=i hate scorpio[she's one] n she hates cancer[im one] but we'r close girlfrenz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~alfian~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=aka jerko lameass&lt;br /&gt;=one guy who made me realise tt there are ugly rotten guys in decent clothings...with hairy skinny calves!&lt;br /&gt;= he lies.a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-112874464154805998?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112874464154805998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=112874464154805998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/112874464154805998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i dont hate men...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itz juz that for this week they apparently are e bacteria causing my sickness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaa......gawd....help me.pls!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16633385-112650213547270332?l=flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flawlessinsanity.blogspot.com/feeds/112650213547270332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16633385&amp;postID=112650213547270332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16633385/posts/default/112650213547270332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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