<?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-6363256</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:42:09.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where i wanna be...</title><subtitle type='html'>There is a star in your eye that only I can see. There is a place in your heart where only I want to be....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>386</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-6966703115482127697</id><published>2007-04-03T00:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:52:58.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have shifted.http://lurvedevil.wordpress.com/seeya :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6966703115482127697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=6966703115482127697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6966703115482127697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6966703115482127697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-shifted.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-6266185666122073039</id><published>2007-03-29T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:03:59.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been a cold, cold, cold, cold night, tonightAnd I cant get you off of my mindGod knows Ive triedDid I throw away the best part of my lifeWhen I cut you offDid I cut myself with the same damn knifeHide my tears in the pouring rainHad my share of hurt and painDont say my name, run away, cause its all in vainGo on, get on with your lifeYeah - Ill get on with mineBroken hearts cant call the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6266185666122073039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=6266185666122073039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6266185666122073039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6266185666122073039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-been-cold-cold-cold-cold-night.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-6521962700468870528</id><published>2007-03-27T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:10:51.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't you hate it when u have to wake up in the middle of the night just to pee? well, i do. cause i did this routine for the past couple of nights, interupting my sleep only to make me groggy the next morning.and it sucks esp when u are sick and feeling all vulnerable and the weather is just terribly hot. at times i feel so much like a husky, i'll simply die if left in heat.i had an overdose of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6521962700468870528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=6521962700468870528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6521962700468870528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6521962700468870528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/dont-you-hate-it-when-u-have-to-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-4949863658165106944</id><published>2007-03-26T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:54:36.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i tot it was just a drizzle.but it turned disastrous. was already coughing on sunday night. mommie heard it and asked bout it when i told her to get me some cough mixture this evening. sighs....i dun like coughing...but this stupid dry cough is gonna last lor! i just know it de!!!off to take my medicine...i hope it makes me sleep. dun wanna listen to belle's weird theories at 1am tonight!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/4949863658165106944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=4949863658165106944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/4949863658165106944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/4949863658165106944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-tot-it-was-just-drizzle.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-4166573387593453656</id><published>2007-03-24T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T10:55:04.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know how it is to supress everything inside, and just when you thought you had succeeded in doing it, you were proven wrong.Perhaps reading that entry was a mistake. it opened up the whole drawer of memories and emotions. and confused me of what my heart is telling me whilst executing what my head is commanding.Seriously, i didn't know what was that for. Was it a test of reactions or is it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/4166573387593453656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=4166573387593453656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/4166573387593453656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/4166573387593453656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-know-how-it-is-to-supress.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-919522714509524489</id><published>2007-03-21T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:53:26.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> New manicure for a new beginning!!!! nice right? done by yours truly. alice and me. one of my bestest from mediacorp. hehe...taken on my second last day i think. damn my face becaome more rounded le! hahaha ps. testing post. hee</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/919522714509524489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=919522714509524489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/919522714509524489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/919522714509524489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-manicure-for-new-beginning-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_drOYmVoOSUE/RgEsivhJPjI/AAAAAAAAABU/W73UxesfJxw/s72-c/DSC00825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-2684119124003869809</id><published>2007-03-20T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:27:09.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Work has been slow and fine beginning this week. I get free lunch treats and i get to leave on the dot. The culture over at CPChem is different from the media industry in the sense that its more corporate and serious, whilst the later is slightly less formal. perhaps it has gotta do with the ppl working there too, they are afterall an "ageing population" cause most of them have basically slogged </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/2684119124003869809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=2684119124003869809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/2684119124003869809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/2684119124003869809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/work-has-been-slow-and-fine-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-8876372277811045429</id><published>2007-03-19T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:18:44.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my precious is back.hee...love~!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/8876372277811045429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=8876372277811045429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/8876372277811045429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/8876372277811045429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-precious-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-1414965274642560874</id><published>2007-03-12T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T14:39:33.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm frustrated.with myself. with my feelings. with things i see. with things i can't see. with things i don't see. with things i didn't see. with things i didn't even heard.but happen to see it somewhere, read it elsewhere, heard it elsewhere...and here i am, telling myself not to feel affected. but the truth is, it is.blardy asshole. i'm so frustrated even at myself!ps: brother crashed my laptop</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/1414965274642560874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=1414965274642560874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/1414965274642560874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/1414965274642560874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-frustrated.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-2028022081994483376</id><published>2007-03-03T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T17:26:46.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kns...i just posted all the pictures yet blogger bailed out on me AGAIN! nb!i is angry coz i is going out and i is have no time liao!!!sorry friends....a longer wait awaits you. muhahaha....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/2028022081994483376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=2028022081994483376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/2028022081994483376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/2028022081994483376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/03/kns.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-3308836237876363963</id><published>2007-02-21T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T16:53:33.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why does everybody start off with "gong xi fa cai" or "happy new year"? its uber boring and i dun really feel any joy from reading or listening to it.then comes the next question: how much ang pow u collected?duh! wat has it gotta do with u? am i halfing it with u? or are u gonna top up the amount if wat i've collected is too low? or u wanna boost how rich or generous ur relatives are?finally: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/3308836237876363963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=3308836237876363963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/3308836237876363963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/3308836237876363963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-does-everybody-start-off-with-gong.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-8105669587236629409</id><published>2007-02-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T23:53:34.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can still remember how i felt, this time last year.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/8105669587236629409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=8105669587236629409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/8105669587236629409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/8105669587236629409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-remember-how-i-felt-this-time-last.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-5676969015278707366</id><published>2007-02-07T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T21:24:32.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Me: U signed me out of MSN again! irritating leh!!!Bro: wah...u still in office ah? OT again?Me: yah lor...closing mah...aiya tell u u also dun understand!Bro: huh? ur company closing down ah?!-faints-Mediacorp how to close down u tell me?!------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------i'm blardy tired...but i'm still in the office at this unruly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/5676969015278707366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=5676969015278707366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/5676969015278707366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/5676969015278707366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/02/me-u-signed-me-out-of-msn-again.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-4917271214901808359</id><published>2007-01-18T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T17:55:47.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What Singaporeans did when the internet  was down...1. reset modem. repeat. then curse. then stare into space. then break down and cry in huge, heaving sobs when filled with a sense of aching emptiness.2. sms friends to check if their ISP is working.3. siam work early using the 'boh pian' excuse.4. open the curtains to check if anything has changed over the past year.5. reintroduce themselves to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/4917271214901808359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=4917271214901808359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/4917271214901808359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/4917271214901808359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-singaporeans-did-when-internet-was.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-2418005046377938390</id><published>2007-01-04T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T11:33:07.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My internet connection is so screwed.First, singnet claimed it was the earthquake in taiwan.Then, they said it might be my modem problem.And when they couldnt restore the issue via troubleshooting on the phone, they concluded it could be my internet cable that could be down.everyone together...WTF?!now now, the blardy modem is less than 3 months old. i called the modem vendor helpline before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/2418005046377938390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=2418005046377938390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/2418005046377938390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/2418005046377938390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-internet-connection-is-so-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-3510506980776815903</id><published>2006-12-30T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:53:27.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Realised i haven been blogging despite the fact that i'm been -cough- rather free.and i'm still feeling lazy right now. will just upload the pictures taken on the kiteflying cum steamboat session with my acca classmates from 16th dec(oops, severly overdued!)okies lets not forget the most important group picture!!! Now would everyone pardon me, i have another steamboat session tonight with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/3510506980776815903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=3510506980776815903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/3510506980776815903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/3510506980776815903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/12/realised-i-haven-been-blogging-despite.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_drOYmVoOSUE/RZX0ekr6Z9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/V-AcdxBjZ_Q/s72-c/collage12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-7427148612187388101</id><published>2006-12-15T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T13:20:16.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>-sobs- i was already halfway through typing a post when i decided to test and see if blogger allows me to post or save my post.damn.seriously, i dunno if its my router connection or blogger. but its so getting onto my nerves. arghhhhh!!!Allow me to summarised what i had already typed previously....i'm as pissed as can be!Mon(11/12):Pre-interview at 10.Lunch at Kunshinbo with aunt at 12 (on her of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/7427148612187388101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=7427148612187388101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/7427148612187388101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/7427148612187388101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/12/sobs-i-was-already-halfway-through.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-3547614184574651028</id><published>2006-12-11T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T21:58:02.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let down your hair, its time to party!!!!!!!!!!!!!who cares bout how results will be in 2 months time? i'm sure every single acca student probably has the same though on their mind: its time to relax and play!a yr ago, i was preparing myself to undergo my first operation. thinking back, i had been a childish girl, wanting attention and venting my anger when i didn't get it. it was a torturous </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/3547614184574651028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=3547614184574651028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/3547614184574651028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/3547614184574651028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/12/let-down-your-hair-its-time-to-party.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-7996219391069661294</id><published>2006-12-09T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T00:44:25.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is so so wrong.I'm still officially having my exams, yet i've already slacked for 2 whole days!!! And i even had the cheek to change my blogskin!-faints-I need to study. HARD.Watching th 15th Asian Games at Doha live. Its some body-building event now. Goodness, these men, their muscles are so disgusting!!! and their nehs nehs are so big too!!hehe...but right, when i see such men i'll wonder,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/7996219391069661294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=7996219391069661294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/7996219391069661294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/7996219391069661294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-is-so-so-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-6675441263804628292</id><published>2006-12-07T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T12:45:09.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas is coming...Chalet anyone?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6675441263804628292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=6675441263804628292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6675441263804628292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6675441263804628292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-4148867194442188080</id><published>2006-11-28T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T14:38:34.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It all began when he started to doubt me.I hated being doubt.If u didn't trust me, then you shouldn't have promised me so much in the first place.You made me lost faith. You made me lose my interest. You were the indirect cause of my departure.Disclaimer: I'm talking bout my boss here. oops correction, EX-boss. today is my last day of work!Resentment for my current job grew stronger as my boss </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/4148867194442188080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=4148867194442188080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/4148867194442188080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/4148867194442188080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/11/it-all-began-when-he-started-to-doubt.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-6026981083286353420</id><published>2006-11-26T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T21:42:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last day of work: 28th November, Tuesday!!!Last day of exam: 11th December, Monday!!!!Freedom starts from 6pm on the 11th....Need i say more?*Edited:i had stopped at the above short post, until i blog hopped around to find everyone still blogging bout their lives amidst of their exams. yet here i am, procastinating to blog with the excuse of my busy work schedule.truth is, i really didnt feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/6026981083286353420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=6026981083286353420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6026981083286353420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/6026981083286353420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-day-of-work-28th-november-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-116238901188027492</id><published>2006-11-01T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:02:09.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its been almost 2 weeks since i left. and i really miss the ppl back in ST Logs.over at my new office, i'm the only female, there's hardly anyone in office most of the time.like what most ppl told me "you can't have the best of both worlds." its true, i gave up comfort for monetary benefits. no turning back, i can only carry on this path that i chose. :)i was given 8 days of intensive training. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/116238901188027492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=116238901188027492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116238901188027492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116238901188027492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-almost-2-weeks-since-i-left.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-116212810799008872</id><published>2006-10-29T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:46:57.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ning's big day  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/116212810799008872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=116212810799008872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116212810799008872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116212810799008872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/10/nings-big-day.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-116212160975480135</id><published>2006-10-29T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:52:58.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For some reason, blogger refused to post my previous entries by showing me an error page. At the same time, i am so pek chek because i took so long to blog and upload pics and videos and then everything's gone.As promised, pictures of the steamboat...Actually, this is us after eating and on our way home...you wanna see our boat?HAPPY not?! ENJOY!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/116212160975480135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=116212160975480135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116212160975480135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116212160975480135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/10/for-some-reason-blogger-re_116212160975480135.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-116170903975070527</id><published>2006-10-25T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:57:19.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back from steamboat.so fun! whee~!working tml. late now. i shall post the pics and videos tml.come back tml!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/116170903975070527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=116170903975070527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116170903975070527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116170903975070527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-from-steamboat.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-116166111199734856</id><published>2006-10-24T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T11:38:32.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i now know the reason ppl get marry.they can't stand their irritating moms.now will someone marry me before i go crazy?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/116166111199734856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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work. photo-whoring ourselves had been uber fun.Look!!!! i've been meanting to bitch bout certain ppl cause they pissed me off greatly. but i decided i shalln't let such ppl affect my wondrous mood.so just enjoy the pics for the moment.my meals are fully taken care of tml.i hope i dun cry when its time to leave.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/116127144975303105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=116127144975303105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116127144975303105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116127144975303105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-had-wonderful-day-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-116057082688501538</id><published>2006-10-11T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T20:47:06.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>she: i trim the ends for you lah, to make it look less dry.me: hmmm....thats it ah?she: so u want it shorter by a few inches?me: yeah, snip it ba.she: good, thats what i'm waiting for.-smiles- at least my comb can travel all the way to the end SMOOTHLY. and my ponytail looks damn healthy.i is happy. :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/116057082688501538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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bout inconsiderate neighbours.1. they liter the mailbox vincity. the flyers very automatically land themselves on the floor when owners discovered they are once again useless information on repair of aircons and property agents boosting bout their ability.2. if the flyers dun end up on the floor, they end up in the lift.3. smokers smoke in the lift. they deserved to be spank.4. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/116040377632368940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=116040377632368940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116040377632368940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/116040377632368940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-lets-talk-bout-inconsiderate.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-116031989314287696</id><published>2006-10-08T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T23:08:22.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally got the wireless connection up.there've been a few hiccups regarding the installation, and i'm glad i kept my cool with my attitude towards the installation guy. it certainly helps. :)so i'm now watching vcds in the living room, drying my hair using the super strong fan, my lappy on my lap, a biore pore pack stuck on my nose, and i'm blogging now.ningz birthday is on the 29th!!!! so </summary><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-6363256.post-115985562753499353</id><published>2006-10-03T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T14:07:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I suddenly remembered...me: hey hi! happy birthday!!hs: hi thanks=)me: hehe. my memory good huh?hs: ya lor still remember my bday hehe.me: haha. ya lor. you remember my birthday not?!hs: 3rd of julyme: wah!!! you really remembered ah?!hs: ya i rem de heheme: haha so touched!hs: you also remembered my bday wah...me: of course i remember lah....i had almost wanted to reply "of coz i remember lah...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115985562753499353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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alan, on friday evening. i was greatly against any chinese(esp jacky chan's) movies because the vcd would be out a couple of months later, and it will be soon aired on channel 8. hence i never once felt money justified watching chinese flicks.well since i didn't have to pay a cent(yes, i know, thats a despicable thought), and the payer wants to watch it(actually</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115972729064185894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115972729064185894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115972729064185894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115972729064185894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/10/watched-rob-b-hood-courtesy-of-mr-alan.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115954621592844965</id><published>2006-09-30T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T00:10:16.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had to convince myself that i'm fine, before i could have convinced you.was i successful?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115954621592844965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115954621592844965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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tonight.afterall i'm the baby of the group tonight! whee~! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115907790994174268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115907790994174268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115907790994174268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115907790994174268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/09/beauties-of-night-more-to-come.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115900451085292921</id><published>2006-09-23T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T17:41:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i seriously hope i won't be grouchy later.-grrrrsss-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115900451085292921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115900451085292921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115900451085292921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115900451085292921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-seriously-hope-i-wont-be-grouchy.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115868095555618372</id><published>2006-09-19T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T23:49:20.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i is going to write a story....so, people say i am a happy and cheery girl. which is very true. i go to the office and happily greet everybody "good morning" in my high pitch voice. to the extent that my supervisor commented she felt oddly weird when i didnt greet her one fine morning.the other only time when i wasn't my usual self was weeks and weeks ago, when fatigue was taking over my entire </summary><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-6363256.post-115833501480679860</id><published>2006-09-15T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:43:34.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Did I disappoint you or let you down?Should I be feeling guilty or let the judges frown?'Cause I saw the end before we'd begun,Yes I saw you were blinded and I knew I had won.So I took what's mine by eternal right.Took your soul out into the night.It may be over but it won't stop there,I am here for you if you'd only care.You touched my heart you touched my soul.You changed my life and all my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115833501480679860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115833501480679860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115833501480679860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115833501480679860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/09/did-i-disappoint-you-or-let-you.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115824765882294441</id><published>2006-09-14T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:27:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally she's out!!Finally the votes made sense!!Finally the voters are sensible!!!jonathan, the guy whose voice i fell in love with the very first time they aired his audition on channel 5.hady, the guy who has the upper hand in looks, but not vocally.not a racist, but quoting my brother "singapore's chinese race stands at 70%, jonathan should have a higher chance by right!" i dunno, i like both</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115824765882294441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115824765882294441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115824765882294441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115824765882294441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/09/finally-shes-out-finally-votes-made.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115815719309730458</id><published>2006-09-13T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T22:19:53.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Give me this... And i'll say "i do"!!!!was flipping through magazines from local floral shops, and this bouquet caught my eye. its looks so captivating, i almost wished it was mine! plus its all pinky and stuff....u get my point?work's good...coping fine apart from feeling damn sleepy in the day. its as if i have difficulty in keeping my eyes open. i like the environment here...and i'm sure glad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115815719309730458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115815719309730458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115815719309730458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115815719309730458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/09/give-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115729778837316045</id><published>2006-09-03T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T23:40:34.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question: What shouldn't a 21 year-old be doing?Answer: Getting an invitation to someone's wedding and having to give a red packet out of her/his own money.Life is super duper sad. if you don't already know or bother to know, i was feeling a lil under the weather. since last friday, my left thumb hurt like shit, and i could hardly move it. then came monday, i had full blown migraine that lasted </summary><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-6363256.post-115703668762063292</id><published>2006-08-31T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T23:04:47.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM SO BORED!!!!-bangs head on table-</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115703668762063292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115703668762063292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115703668762063292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115703668762063292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-am-so-bored-bangs-head-on-table.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115695079328254573</id><published>2006-08-30T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:13:13.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm getting cranky these days. i'm not pms-ing, just very very exhausted with my life. for those who got it from me, i'm sorry for my attitude and bad temper. -huggies- still love you lots lots though k?frankly, i'm happy working at ST log, apart for some minor stuff(i'll try to remember to blog it when i have time). its just the distance and working hours that are tiring me out i guess. and </summary><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-6363256.post-115669508533520352</id><published>2006-08-28T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:11:25.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I WENT GYM TODAY K?!close ur gapping mouths, spare me your questioning brows. even i IS surprised at the stuff i do these days. what's next on the list man? turned lesbian?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115669508533520352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115669508533520352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115669508533520352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115669508533520352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-gym-today-k-close-ur-gapping.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115666135233860143</id><published>2006-08-27T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:12:11.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>there's an incubation period for hormones and the validity of it is about 3 to 4 years. during this period, feelings of love matures, and after 3 years, you no longer feel the spark of the relationship. being together has became a habit, loving each other has became a routine. its all because of hormones.****and so you left, without pretty much of a word, returning sometime later and expecting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115666135233860143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115666135233860143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115666135233860143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115666135233860143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/08/theres-incubation-period-for-hormones_27.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115581836537844931</id><published>2006-08-17T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:07:47.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>don't you absolutely love it, when u walk along the streets, people call out to you because u were part of their memory?my friends used to say "eh u have alot of friends hor? every street u turn to, u see a familiar face." like real, most of them are mere aquaintance i might say. and these people spells trouble more often than not.like how i added a primary sch classmate on msn, and ending up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115581836537844931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sexy..........................................so silly! how can wear undies only?! girls need to maintain a certain amount of image u know? speaking of image, the horrible mama spilt ice tea on my new shoes -sobs- but i think she had it worst, it was all over her jeans. -sniggers-one just cannot not shop. and so we went seiyu after we are all cleaned. the mama had to choose a tie for the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115540559295994221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115540559295994221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115540559295994221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115540559295994221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/08/define-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115522157219147358</id><published>2006-08-10T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:55:11.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i never knew what the big hoo-ha is all about when it comes to american idol/the apprehentice/the next top model/amazing race/fear factor/and whatever america could think of.its like, i know such variety shows exists, and occasionally i DO follow them. but its not like faithfully every week every episode. i don't cry and wail when i miss them, and i don't specially record the missed episodes on </summary><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-6363256.post-115513805155226659</id><published>2006-08-09T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:40:52.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gone physically, but always in my heart.loving and missing you, Flynn...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115513805155226659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115513805155226659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115513805155226659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115513805155226659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/08/gone-physically-but-always-in-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115466802811541909</id><published>2006-08-04T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T13:07:08.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i haven been blogging, i know. there's moments when i felt i had so much to say, but i just didnt have the time and energy to do it.so, for those who don't already know, i'm in a new company with a new job and a new job title and a new pay package(lol!). working at singapore technologies logistics now. and sadly, there's absolutely no yummy eye-candies. i'm like the youngest in the whole office. </summary><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-6363256.post-115435223173042305</id><published>2006-07-31T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T21:25:13.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Its always weird how your heart contradicts your mind.Just when i thought i succeeded in freezing my emotions, i'm proven wrong. its gets me all upset and fustrated and i'll start to wonder "why did things turn out this way?".i is pek chek, you know? on a lighter note, the smart princess passed her advanced theory le!! in one sitting!!! i wonder how did my sister failed it twice?  my whole body </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115435223173042305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115435223173042305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115435223173042305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115435223173042305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-always-weird-how-your-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115409773366945364</id><published>2006-07-28T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:42:13.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was goofing around with mommie, anticipating wat the actor's next line would be when mommie suddenly popped a question out of nowhere..."so has any guy liked you before?"my eyes widen in horror.i stammered.i blabbered.i smoked through with yet another goofy answer.blardy hell, if my daughter were to answer me like that in future, i would be damn sure she is lying or trying to bluff her way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115409773366945364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115409773366945364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115409773366945364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115409773366945364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-was-goofing-around-with-mommie.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115375479826555342</id><published>2006-07-24T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T23:26:38.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my heart aches, whenever i think of you. its the pain of losing a great friend, that keeps the pain so excruciating. the knife that you single-handedly stabbed and twisted in my heart. the path you choose, to give up friendship over love.maybe you can say, i'm selfish to only portray what i feel, and i neglected ur feelings.maybe its your fast pace of change, that i can't keep up with.maybe you </summary><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-6363256.post-115302572935969674</id><published>2006-07-16T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T12:55:29.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The best solution to cut off ur emotions, is to numb ur heart. and its effective, at least in the eyes of others.  nothing else matters anymore....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115302572935969674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115302572935969674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115302572935969674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115302572935969674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/07/best-solution-to-cut-off-ur-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115272281927077524</id><published>2006-07-13T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T00:47:00.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A girl may claim she doesn't like flowers. But flowers always manage to make us smile. ironic huh? got this from my lovely vocal classmates. they are such angels. it was so beautiful...and i actually forgotten to take a picture with it.and i've gotten a bouquet of sunflower too. (again) it looked similar to what i receieved on my bday last year. and..erm...its pretty. fullstop.i'm really sorry i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115272281927077524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115272281927077524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115272281927077524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115272281927077524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/07/girl-may-claim-she-doesnt-like-flowers.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115139760849142209</id><published>2006-06-27T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T16:40:08.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm so loved!!!yes, i'm finally turning 21.yups, i'm celebrating it this sat.alrights, i know you guys are interested to know what i want.1. OTO trimax. yah i want it, can? anyway my cashline sweeties are getting it for me already. so dun buy it again! 2. ipod nano. i think my sis, my bro and my aunt is getting it for me. so love hor!!!!3. i still want my 1gb memory duo stick for my k750i.4. as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115139760849142209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115139760849142209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115139760849142209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115139760849142209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-so-loved-yes-im-finally-turning-21.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115129096036331630</id><published>2006-06-26T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T11:02:40.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm back.and i'm sick.so is my com.will blog soon...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115129096036331630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115129096036331630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115129096036331630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115129096036331630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115039357696789042</id><published>2006-06-16T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:46:16.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>damn airport connection is freaking fast! the page loads so fast!!!!anyway, who says we are deprived of the world cup just because we are going on holiday?! our changi airport is also WORLD no. 1 k?!so i just caught the first 60 mins of the match of england vs some blackies. ewwyeww.am gonna board the plane real soon. using the connection at the waiting area. hahaha...there are also a couple of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115039357696789042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115039357696789042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115039357696789042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115039357696789042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/06/damn-airport-connection-is-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115029978850653084</id><published>2006-06-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:43:08.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am enjoying this moment.i smiled as the i stepped out of the exam hall. its finally over. the past 3 weeks had been hell. mugging and mugging was what i had been doing.okie i lied. i watched vcds, and finished the entire 16 discs of full house in 24 hours. and i slacked and procastinated.anyway, its all over and done with. i can only pray hard the exams fall in love with my neat handwritting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115029978850653084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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plan gonna be like in china?me: oh, we go and 嫖妓，then we go 按摩。sis: -straight face- and?me: 嫖妓 and 按摩 somemore lor.sis: -still straight face- can you only tell me those activities related to women one not?!hee hee.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115020599098992211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=115020599098992211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115020599098992211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/115020599098992211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/06/sis-eh-can-u-tell-me-whats-our-plan_13.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-115001599535801520</id><published>2006-06-11T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T16:53:15.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm feeling restless today.maybe its all the pre-holiday excitement, or maybe i just feel too sian to mug.i was filing my nails earlier on when my parents were discussing bout a distant cousin's wedding.mama: i'm telling you, the day we touch down we will be very tired already. we won't be in the mood to attend the wedding.papa: but mom told me relatives on our side not that many, she hopes our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/115001599535801520/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>remember i mentioned previously bout daddy and sista being sick? i dunno if i can conclude i is strong enough to steer clear of any virus...because i is feeling damn terrible now.i dunno if its exam stress and anxiety, but i've been getting tummy wrenching cramps that had me curling up in pain. and right now, i'm feeling pukey.i believe my body is doing its very best to keep me in the best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114970146365531864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114970146365531864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114970146365531864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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couple of months back, and i would have been absolutely anal bout eating alone, shopping alone, and doing stuff alone.today, i find myself looking back at recent months and feeling proud of myself. its true that i still can't shop and watch movie and got ktv alone yet, but at least i took the first step towards loneliness, i can eat all by myself already.now thats nothing special, i can eat all</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114951923577515634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114951923577515634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114951923577515634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114951923577515634'/><link rel='alternate' 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than</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114926125066950904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114926125066950904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114926125066950904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114926125066950904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/06/ive-been-bad-girl-again-today.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114922731588860483</id><published>2006-06-02T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T13:48:35.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i thought after daddy and sista recovered, i would be freed from the influenza.but i found my nose itching.. which i hope doesnt turn out full blown.the worse isn't not studying for ur exams. the worse situation is when u fall sick just before ur exams. how shiok is that?keeping my fingers crossed.i'm craving for filet-o-fish.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114922731588860483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114922731588860483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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you're finding ways to break up with me.""i don't want to," she whispered, "but i think we are breaking up all the same."he put his arms around her and pulled her close. his lips found hers. she kissed him. then she looked into his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114873998659041502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114873998659041502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114873998659041502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114873998659041502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/05/thing-is-she-said-shakily-thing-is-im.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114866393332704281</id><published>2006-05-27T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T01:18:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>we in the singapore is very the stress. we is so stressed until some peoples start toking incoherently.for example...situation 1:my sis called her friend:"hello! you know who is i?"and she didnt find anything wrong with it until her friend asked her wat IS wrong with her.then she blamed me and my "i is" language.why me?! I IS INNOCENT LEH!!!situation 2:qing: if you wan go die, ask me to go too k?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114866393332704281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114866393332704281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114866393332704281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114866393332704281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-in-singapore-is-very-stress.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114848689956656400</id><published>2006-05-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:08:19.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life is sad.......when u rush off from work an hour earlier just to attend classes....because exams are around the corner...1.5 weeks away to be precise.....when you see those women standing opp ur school, with their tight fitting mini-skirts and being leered by men. its a sad sad situation. my school's in aljunied by the way, very near to geylang?...when you know ur lesson is 4-hr long and its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114848689956656400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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new baby.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114831272112619529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114831272112619529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114831272112619529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114831272112619529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/05/emotionally-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114762122215031899</id><published>2006-05-14T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:10:50.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I punched a man today.and i swear, its an accident. he can only have himself to blame for being short. okie that sounds mean, but it was really not intentional. i was stretching my arms to straighten my sleeve, and he walked past. the ironic thing was, i didn't know i punched him right in his eye, till my finger hurt and he turned back to glare at me.oopsie...-------------------------------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114762122215031899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114762122215031899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114762122215031899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114762122215031899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-punched-man-today.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114737070569480338</id><published>2006-05-12T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:23:15.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I IS SAD!!this is a very kns feeling. i feel so fucked up now.i cant have the caterer of my choice because of some rule, and the supposedly allowed caterer, their menu and prices sucks. like hello! do i look like a cai tau to you?!i think, and i thought, maybe i can collaborate with the caterer of lao niang's choice by making the arrangments simple, and insisting its home cooked. but ppl tell me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114737070569480338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114737070569480338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114737070569480338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114737070569480338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-is-sad-this-is-very-kns-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114727536974144032</id><published>2006-05-10T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:25:38.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know, i said i wouldn't be blogging. but since i'm somehow spacing out facing my lappy, i figured, might as well blog a lil.hickeys. layman terms-love bites.how should i react when i am happily eating my noodles at lunch and suddenly my colleagues talk bout hickeys and how they are terrible at it?and she is like 30+ with a 5 yr-old son?call me conservative, for i am. but to listen to someone of</summary><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-6363256.post-114700821248383913</id><published>2006-05-07T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:23:32.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lately nothing I do ever seems to please youAnd maybe turning my back would be that much easierCause hurtful words are all that we exchangeBut I can't watch you walk awayCan I forget about the way it feels to touch you?And all about the good times that we've been throughCould I wake up without you every day?Would I let you walk away?No, I can't learn to live withoutAnd I can't give up on us nowOh</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114700821248383913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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guys think its because of that, then it is.if you guys think its because of this, then it is.for the rest, just take it as my exam break.till i blog again...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114667105126860977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114667105126860977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114667105126860977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114667105126860977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-taking-break.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114624839974989952</id><published>2006-04-29T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:35:10.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if i’m not dripping blood, what justifies my cramps?it has been 2 days…yesterday after lunch…i felt sort of a churn in my tummy…and today…now…i feel the exact numbness kinda cramps i get when i am you know, bleeding.and it worsened after the intern treated me to some wine gum from M&amp;S.always like that one…i guess i’m just not cut for alcohol. i dun like the taste of it even.and i finally gotten </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114624839974989952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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night...never exists...BOO! i'm a scaredy cat!!and i'll prolly need some kind of face-hugging pillow/cushion/soft toy to cover my face 95% of the airtime of the movie.still dunno what i am talking about?saw this poster when i was waiting to go into a night of K-ing with my sister er...last week. haha...a lil late i know....but still...i wanna share!!! my teeecher says we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114612516531658396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114612516531658396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114612516531658396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114612516531658396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/you.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114580042506834226</id><published>2006-04-23T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T21:53:45.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it never fails to amaze me, how some people can turn on the computer and blogging ideas would naturally surface. and also, how much effort they painstakenly take to photoshop their pictures to make them look drop dead pukey.okie i am not gorgeous. but neither do i photoshop my pictures to mislead people who reads my blog to think so. its already very "imaginery" to hold a conversation with a </summary><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-6363256.post-114572924627067942</id><published>2006-04-23T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T02:07:26.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so happy~!its had been a busy busy day today...went to sign my appointment letter today, early in the morning. and then i went shopping with bunnie and the silly mama.since i was early, i went to shop around first. BIG mistake. bodyshop is having a up to 60% off sale at the main atrium!!!!!!!! i was being informed that they are stopping the production for moonflower. for those that had known me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114572924627067942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114572924627067942&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114572924627067942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114572924627067942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-happy-its-had-been-busy-busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114543133515974829</id><published>2006-04-19T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T15:22:15.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love is when you see his nick popped up on msn, and your heart skips a beat.Love is when you see a notification regarding the latest love mail he emailed you, and you feel overjoyed.Love is when you stay awake, just so that you could talk to him more. Love is when you find yourself smiling when he says "i love you"Love is when you find excuses for his absence, his wrongdoings, his mistakes, his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114543133515974829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114543133515974829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114543133515974829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114543133515974829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-is-when-you-see-his-nick-popped.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114523710023382746</id><published>2006-04-17T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T09:25:00.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1. My ex is: someone i'm still friends with2. Maybe I should: stop believing in others and be independent3. I love: myself4. I don't understand: why i always repeat my mistakes5. I lose: my head when my heart in involved6. People say I'm: cute/slow/immature/mature7. Love is: something i can't define8. Somewhere, someone is: having monday blues too9. I will always: hide my true feelings from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114523710023382746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114523710023382746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114523710023382746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114523710023382746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114511747105162647</id><published>2006-04-15T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T00:11:11.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>where's the bunnie~~~~~~the silly mama promised to post pictures of hunnie bunnie...but i dun see them around, so i decided to indulge myself in her pictures that are present in my lappy. aren't she adorable?so love~~****** oops...these pictures came late....took them at hark when i finally brought the girls over. lol...there is a video starring qing and kit too...tag me if u wan it. lol *****</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114511747105162647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114511747105162647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114511747105162647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114511747105162647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/wheres-bunnie-silly-mama-promised-to.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114504144300344417</id><published>2006-04-15T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T03:04:06.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>vicious cyclesi keep my hair long, swear to god i wouldn't touch it even if the spilt ends are so terrible my hair volume doubled, and in turn succumbing to trimming it a lil which includes massive layering which makes my hair looks shorter.i cry and whine and cry and whine...and then swear to god i'll leave it alone again.watch me walk into the salon a couple of months later.******i tell myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114504144300344417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114504144300344417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114504144300344417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114504144300344417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/vicious-cycles-i-keep-my-hair-long.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114491552595396902</id><published>2006-04-13T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T16:05:26.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me: here are your invoices without PO *handing her the stack on my left*, and here are the statements *handing her the remains on my right*BITCH: ok can. wait, whats this?me: oh i didn't know where you wanna place this reminder notice, so i had it scanned and sent to ur email too. BITCH: this is statement, what for u put it together with invoices? and next time please dun use paper clips, i dun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114491552595396902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114491552595396902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114491552595396902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114491552595396902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-here-are-your-invoices-without-po.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114485521795942564</id><published>2006-04-12T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T23:21:24.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some time back in march, i was reading zhebin's entry bout how u shdn't raise a kid if u aren't able to provide for them comfortably. you can read it at http://zhebineverything.blogspot.com/2006/03/let-me-just-say-that-if-you-are-pauper.htmlANDyou shouldn't raise a kid if you ain't prepared to discipline them.personally, i NEVER believed in 不打不成材. i felt that canning was wrong. and slapping ur </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114485521795942564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114485521795942564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114485521795942564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114485521795942564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/some-time-back-in-march-i-was-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114481451347841664</id><published>2006-04-12T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T12:01:53.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Damage......is big big.not in my case lah. more like my sis's damage is BIG.i had an intensive retail therapy for 2 consecutive evenings. lovin' it...and it goes to show, my decision to work is correct. i mean, nutting beats spending ur own earned money on necessities without ur mom nagging at you. and it offers u the chance to spurge on items u wouldn't dare dream of when u are feeling broke. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114481451347841664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114481451347841664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114481451347841664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114481451347841664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/damage.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114465987382484523</id><published>2006-04-10T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T17:04:33.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this marks my number 300th entry....and i just read something that made me cry. i've been wanting to do so since i dunno when but i just couldn't. finally i feel liberated.http://jaywalk.blog-city.com/farewell.htmenjoy it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114465987382484523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114465987382484523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114465987382484523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114465987382484523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-marks-my-number-300th-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114442204802723927</id><published>2006-04-07T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T23:04:44.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> when it comes to men, its all logic and pure sense, their minds overrules their hearts. when it comes to women, its all emotions and feelings, their hearts dictates. sometimes, i wished i were a man. the more i try to do something, the more i fail, the harder i fall, the more painful it gets. it makes me wonder, should i just have readily let it go right from the beginning? its not over without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114442204802723927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114442204802723927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114442204802723927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114442204802723927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-it-comes-to-men-its-all-logic-and.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114424266719325471</id><published>2006-04-05T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T21:14:53.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you guys remember my pink french manicure i did just before chinese new year this year?i love the colour combination, and me, being the cheapo me, isn't very willing to spend money going to get my nails done every single time. though cheapo, but i is still smart. i chanced upon the same pink colour(the princess is uber heng) and decided that i is capable to doing french myself. okies, i know it </summary><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-6363256.post-114416241426381635</id><published>2006-04-04T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:58:48.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wu ming is so sexy.wu ming is so shuai.wu ming is so manly.wu ming = shao qi dun you guys think he is getting better looking? i love it when he smiles/grin. me: wah...he so shuaimummy: siao. so old still say he shuaimy mummy then old, she dunno how to appreciate. i was watching the 8pm show, where he played the role shao qi. he had this long distance relationship with joanne peh and she suspected</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114416241426381635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114416241426381635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114416241426381635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114416241426381635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/04/wu-ming-is-so-sexy.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114377831931871043</id><published>2006-03-31T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T12:13:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>before i go for lunch...can anyone tell me where to get this?it would be definitely be the best solution if u could buy FOR me lah! lol...its so nice don't you think so?off to lunch...i'm feeling depressed...i need food.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114377831931871043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114377831931871043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114377831931871043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114377831931871043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/03/before-i-go-for-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114372982399357554</id><published>2006-03-30T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T22:47:49.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"you agreed to be my gf for 12 hours the other time. now, i would like to extend the period to 50 years. would you be my gf for the next 50 years?"damn of coz i will! so freaking sweet can?the problem now is...who wants to propose such an agreement to me? teehee...reality sets in. i'm given more work, more responsibility, more scoldings. they are shifting me into the main office...where the rest </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114372982399357554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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put breakfast at your tableAnd make sure that your coffee has it's sugar and creamYour eggs are over easy, your toast done lightlyAll that's missing is your morning kiss that used to greet meNow you say your juice is sour, it used to be so sweetAnd i can't help but to wonder if you're talking about meWe don't talk the way we used to talk, it's hurting me so deepI got my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114364641422974919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114364641422974919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114364641422974919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114364641422974919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/03/early-in-morning-i-put-breakfast-at.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114356069214653224</id><published>2006-03-28T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:44:52.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sunday East Coast Park, anybody?and yx says...u wanna come along? we going cycling and blading...and terence says...nvm you can look after the bags lor. hee...and zhao jian says...its okie lor. most impt is spend time as a group mah. i accompany u walk walk lor k?seriously, i'm just starting to fade from the hideous tann i got from asian aerospace. but now...in the name of friends? i have to go </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114356069214653224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114356069214653224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114356069214653224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114356069214653224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-east-coast-park-anybody-and-yx.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114355877812273811</id><published>2006-03-28T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:32:49.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>on msn...kc: hey! next thurs you free?kc: i wanna date you out.me: next thurs?me: is it dinner movies and a stroll in the park?kc: no lah...i'm giving the guys a treat yada yada...me: yada yada...cannot lah... i working. nvm lah...you xin jiu hao le.kc: aiya...nvm lah...next time i treat u individually.me: wah! really mah? so sweet ah?kc: yah...we will have dinner and a stroll in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114355877812273811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114355877812273811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114355877812273811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114355877812273811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/03/on-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114347394056923116</id><published>2006-03-27T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:39:00.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know how is it like, that people always tell you, when u draw a salary, you will always have to see the faces of ur boss and the ones drawing an even HIGHER salary than you.i experienced that today.bloody hell.it just so happened, that the desk i was sitting at faces the empty director's room, which serves as a storage room for boxes of invoices waiting to be shipped out. and i was slotting </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114347394056923116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114347394056923116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114347394056923116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114347394056923116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-know-how-is-it-like-that-people.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6363256.post-114334254567592952</id><published>2006-03-26T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T11:09:05.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>finally...i decided to be a little hardworking. i went over to ah girl's house to transfer back my mp3s.all memories just started flooding my mind when i listened to certain songs again.not to mention, it not easy to download songs these days....so what i used to have are precious you know...once again, the songs are making me feel lousy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114334254567592952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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words....sometimes it just speaks what your heart is feeling...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114312595115910741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114312595115910741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114312595115910741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114312595115910741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/2006/03/sometimes-song-speaks-million-words.html' title=''/><author><name>love was meant to hurt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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when you arrive at the cemmetry and find that you people are the only ones there. the place is pitch dark with red-black sky.and i stupidly said " so dark hor? how come no street lamps?"to which someone replied, making me feel stupid, "this is a cemmetry leh. need street lamps for what?"we discovered we were early in paying our respects. because from past experience, the pathways</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lurvedevil.blogspot.com/feeds/114278054448617256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6363256&amp;postID=114278054448617256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114278054448617256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6363256/posts/default/114278054448617256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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