<?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-3309853</id><updated>2012-01-26T22:34:22.660+11:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalalallala!?!?!?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>565</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-497398502755602774</id><published>2011-12-02T14:37:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:34:22.794+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1st of December 2011Had an evenful, long, fun 1st December 2011 Thursday Rainy NightLemme recap my itinerary... It was raining n kl was super jammed pack!!!Roads were closed etcUmno conference in townBukit bintang area was closed for the concertSooo traffics were diverted to and fro jln tun razakEveryone was stuck for an hour to two in that short stretchAnd sooooooooooooooooooo ngamAt the right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/497398502755602774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/497398502755602774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2011/12/1st-of-december-2011-had-evenful-long.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-8505569830866670535</id><published>2011-07-10T18:14:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T18:17:45.851+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello world...it's been a while...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/8505569830866670535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/8505569830866670535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2011/07/hello-world.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-771714504968943116</id><published>2009-04-15T05:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:16:16.341+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blessed to have you boththe occasional 'where are you' text messagesthe frequent calls just to say hiethe text message telling me to enjoy my last night in bali [s]the text message asking 'bila balik missing you' [k]the spontaneous outingthe regular late night swimmingthe frequent meet upthe latest and hottest gossips we sharethe favors we do / did for each otherthe secret placelove you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/771714504968943116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/771714504968943116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2009/04/blessed-to-have-you-both-occasional.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-4011884655954536438</id><published>2008-05-30T02:42:00.009+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:44:32.063+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SEMANGAT ke-eMCee-aneveryone was worried and concernedsmses, phone calls and mails were flying around early in the morning6 out of 12 of the eMCee went over to visit her after work.another 3 were overseas , 1 is married and another is dead tired from work as she has been working very late for the past few weeks.even the in-laws were around.that concludes to…she saw every eMCees in one day, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/4011884655954536438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/4011884655954536438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2008/05/semangat-kemcan-everyone-was-worried.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-301186382096418571</id><published>2008-05-27T02:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T02:15:33.178+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PAST, CURRENT AND FUTUREPast.A journey that you had walked throughYou knew how bumpy and harsh the route can beBut yetYou wish to walk down the memory lane again every now and thenHoping to stumble on a smoother way outCurrent.A path that is ready made for youA trail that leads you to a brighter, finer and assured destinationBut yetYou refused to take your first stepHoping there are be more </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/301186382096418571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/301186382096418571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2008/05/past-current-and-future-past.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-5655600967442678057</id><published>2008-05-26T04:09:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T04:46:32.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow. . . . . . .it has been ages since i last voiced out my inner thought huh :)well welllife has been great i supposed...........but why is the lil' AnGel ain't content with her life!?!?oh wellit is way past the bed time.-_-nitenitehave a pleasant dreamdream of the lil' AnGel!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/5655600967442678057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/5655600967442678057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2008/05/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-115896495423770232</id><published>2006-09-23T08:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:45:26.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i forgot my password.now that i have logged ini have forgotten my initially purpose...........sobrb!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/115896495423770232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/115896495423770232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-forgot-my-password.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-115096568849194250</id><published>2006-06-21T06:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T18:43:00.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> APPY BURFDAY DING !!!!!!!!!!!you are now in your mid twenties! enjoy yolotsa lotsa lovemuackslove you!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/115096568849194250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/115096568849194250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/06/appy-burfday-ding-you-are-now-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-115029905712734229</id><published>2006-06-14T04:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T01:32:32.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> SANDY MY DEAR APPY BURFDAY !!!!!!!!!!!love you!you'll buy me mcd's when i get home! don't worry :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/115029905712734229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/115029905712734229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/06/sandy-my-dear-appy-burfday-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-115010628864006999</id><published>2006-06-12T19:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T20:01:44.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear YOU...i'm lost with words...........appy burfday...is the best i can say...i love you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/115010628864006999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/115010628864006999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/06/dear-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114960040155730772</id><published>2006-06-06T23:07:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T04:36:05.691+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>060606APPY BELATED BURFDAY AIPING!!!!!&amp;APPY BURFDAY SOOCHIN!!!!!muacks i love you both!yay!!! 060606 is my JubJub day too! soochin you and baabuuuu share the same bday!!!kekekeand my jubjub has an updated look too!woots this is the new look! damn angelic looking rite!!!!! this is the old look...bit boring but still! i love it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114960040155730772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114960040155730772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/06/060606-appy-belated-burfday-aiping-appy.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114883647146349365</id><published>2006-05-29T01:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T04:38:59.361+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>S-Ma-R-T @ J.A.W.S concert 2006the wonderful, pretty and great SookMei, Marvyn, Ray and Ted   J.A.W.S-ed last sunday Justin Lo and 3 other singers (that i've absolutely no idea who) were in Down Under to perform live it was more like a karaoke session than ermm live?well the rest three were o-kay-lahweren't impressed by thembut justin!!! OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!!!i fell in love with justin i fell in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114883647146349365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114883647146349365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/05/s-ma-r-t-j.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114849125342473067</id><published>2006-05-25T02:27:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:06:31.700+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>taking without permission != stealing ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !was flipping through the copy of marie claire while chatting with becca. finally the doctor came and called out loud for rebecca, becca followed closely behind the doctor as she headed back to where she came fromwhile waiting for becca, sookmei read the contents of the magazine she was holding,nothing really interesting, she sighed......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114849125342473067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114849125342473067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/05/taking-without-permission-stealing-was.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114780199605303241</id><published>2006-05-17T03:31:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T04:47:58.120+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>V A N E S S Apeeeepppsssmeet vanessa!my baby niece!woots!isn't she the cutest?baby vanessa when she was bout 3months olddoesn't she looka like an angel? blood runs in the family yo lil' AnGel when she was ermmmm...2? 3?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114780199605303241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114780199605303241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/05/v-n-e-s-s-peeeepppsss-meet-vanessa-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114762654792674333</id><published>2006-05-15T02:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T03:09:07.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahahahahaahahhahahahaahah kekekekekeektripped.fell.bleed.where and how you askedhappen on a flat surface roadwhenwhile walking homehahahahahahahahaha kekekekeekekekekekekekekekekelaugh all you wantcoz i'm laughing with youand laugh AT you toosomehowdeep in me.....................ain't laughingwithoratyou-lil' AnGel , your alter ego-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114762654792674333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114762654792674333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/05/hahahahahahaahahhahahahaahah.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114641499897754411</id><published>2006-05-01T01:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T04:53:29.783+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what if...........the heart will scream if it has a mouth,will cry if it has an eye,will run if it has leg,will bleed if it has a life...ifpain is curable, it would heal itselfifmemory is selectable, it would choose the happy onesifpast is reversible, it would turn back to where it startedifangel could hear, he will hear the crying soul.......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114641499897754411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114641499897754411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114590403061170092</id><published>2006-04-25T04:17:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:54:25.496+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>appy birthday NICO YIP SEOW TENG (yippie) ! ! !appy birthday my dear yipbecause i wanto be the first to wish youand wishing you a day ahead coz i love you :)you and i go way back, way way back thenmy first impression of you?you are a &amp;nbspb l o o d y &amp;nbspweird galthat lives in your own time zone own lalalandunique you claimed, weird i saidsomehow i realized how wonderful uniquely weird you arei </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114590403061170092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114590403061170092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/04/appy-birthday-nico-yip-seow-teng-yippie.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114478275237035329</id><published>2006-04-12T05:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T05:12:02.277+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>S p R e A d&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp  Y o u R&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp  w i N g S&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp a N d&amp;nbsp&amp;nbsp  f L Y ! ! !__________________________________________________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114478275237035329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114478275237035329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/04/s-p-r-e-d-y-o-u-r-w-i-n-g-s-n-d-f-l-y.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114347243646410416</id><published>2006-03-28T01:47:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T05:10:25.130+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dinner + LION KING + dinneri met up with friends that i've not seen since summer - except for becca of cozfirst appearance in my blog...everyone meet kim and angel! :D*waves* elloo kim elloo angel...we went to TWO different restaurants that same nightcoz the food sux in the first restaurant!and that day was their FIRST day operating!lucky us we ordered NOT MUCH foodso after first round, we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114347243646410416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114347243646410416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/03/dinner-lion-king-dinner-i-met-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114312516095025352</id><published>2006-03-24T01:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T01:50:51.750+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY BEST FREN'Z   &amp;nbspW E D D I N G ! ! !YES YOU HEARD IT!!!one of my bestest mc gang is getting married!!!yessssss she is getting marriedand im sooooooooooo so so so so appy for you dear!!!CONGRATULATIONS!!!she is planning sumwhere in nov/dec this year!and THAT MEANS I CAN ATTEND THE WEDDING!!wootwoohooooooi'm just soooo appyomgkekekekekekethis will be the second out of the eleventh twelfth (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114312516095025352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114312516095025352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-best-frenz-e-d-d-i-n-g-yes-you-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114884085017596596</id><published>2006-03-18T04:23:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T04:27:30.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 litre of tearsyes yesi wanna watch this jdoramawanna cry my heart outtherei have a valid reason to cry without anyone questioninggetting ready for my sob-o-meter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114884085017596596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114884085017596596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/03/1-litre-of-tears-yes-yes-i-wanna-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114227129523069161</id><published>2006-03-14T03:34:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:28:41.082+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e c h o e smarv and tim moved outyesi miss you guyscome back please :(yours truly *supposed* to move out too (to another place lah)but...well that is another story....still looking for place...i left the house for work yesterday morning...they were busy loading the mini truck with sofasi came home around midnight after work and supper...they were gonei came home to an empty house...the sofa, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114227129523069161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114227129523069161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/03/e-c-h-o-e-s-marv-and-tim-moved-out-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114171460483788794</id><published>2006-03-07T17:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T18:19:15.263+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>backyard + midnight + dinnerroses in my backyard garden!!!!!aren't they beautiful!!!________went out the other night with me housie cum colleagues___________my chef's wedding dinner last night!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114171460483788794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114171460483788794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/03/backyard-midnight-dinner-roses-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114131775244919231</id><published>2006-03-03T03:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T04:34:41.730+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>r a n d o mrandom pix taken past few months till todaythat i have not put uprandom people that i hang out withthat i work withrandom things that i find attractivethat amuses me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114131775244919231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114131775244919231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/03/r-n-d-o-m-random-pix-taken-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-114105851450038762</id><published>2006-02-28T03:04:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T04:27:47.694+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tidak aperrecently i've been tidak aper-ing to almost everythingdon't really care anymorecall me self centeredbut seriously...........i don't really caremy room was flooded on saturdayheavy rain makes me miserablenot only half of my room were soaking wetmy study table, comfy study chair to every single thing on my table WERE SOAKING wetstuffs - photos, cds, postcard, notes, gift wrappers &amp; etc </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114105851450038762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114105851450038762'/><link 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rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/114062281335955043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/02/eekekekekekekek-my-dear-sandy-messaged.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113924518292278578</id><published>2006-02-07T03:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T03:59:43.956+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have you ever walked into your roomyou collapsed andcurled up on the floorcried your soul outhave you ever tried to gather yourselfbut can't seem to organize your thoughtshave you ever tried to sleep problems awayonly to wake up to the real worldhave you ever been so rude to othersjust so that they can feel the painbut you pushed them awayand you felt that you've accomplished something...have you</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113924518292278578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113924518292278578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/02/have-you-ever-walked-into-your-room-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113885811636594708</id><published>2006-02-02T16:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T22:47:37.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hit rock bottom.......please pick me upandshow me the lightit is getting dark in heretoo dark...........could someone pleaseslap me hardand wake me up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113885811636594708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113885811636594708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/02/hit-rock-bottom.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113851373071300559</id><published>2006-01-29T16:22:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:58:41.711+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Chai ! ! !appy chinese new year!!i don't have new RED lingerieeeeeeeeeeeeeee:(i bought lotsa new braS, undiesi have turquoise, pink, beige, blue tint BUT RED!!!:(:(:(:(anywhayget lotsa lotsa angpowsso that you guys can buy a return air tix to melbourne!woot!i worked last nite on cny eve and today, first day of cny!sad i knowbut, we are going for a yummy nice supper after work tonight </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113851373071300559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113851373071300559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/01/gong-xi-fa-chai-appy-chinese-new-year-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113700415601875778</id><published>2006-01-12T05:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T03:29:20.233+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>optical illusion jigsawi bought my very first optical illusion puzzle today165 pieces for $14.95took me bout one and half hours to completestarted around 3.30am-ishandcompleted my puzzle around 5.07am-ishi'm so gonna get another two design then i'll have the complete set!woot!my eyes still spinningor is it my brain?.......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113700415601875778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113700415601875778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/01/optical-illusion-jigsaw-i-bought-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113699582181898563</id><published>2006-01-12T02:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T03:10:37.680+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bloodsomehowi hurt my pinky while putting the laundry into the dryermind you, it is NOT MY laundry sumore kit is my kaki-gaduh-lame-super-mengader-housemate-cum-manager-cum-hatemate tim'sit bleed nonstop *i'm exaggarating here*and it's swollen *this is true*i accidentally cut the same poor pinky while wiping glasses today at workso now, my left pinky is basically 'injured'cuts everywherepaper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113699582181898563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113699582181898563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/01/blood-somehow-i-hurt-my-pinky-while.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113691657061816052</id><published>2006-01-11T04:28:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:52:46.378+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>down the memory lanelately i've been feeling empty, lostand depressedi'm not very articulate at the momentor most of the timeseldom i express myself, my thoughts, my feelings...heck iti should't even write about that________anywayreceived a parcel from the gals last weekTHE eMCees2 squarish hand made cards with eleven personal-hand-written-message glued to iti ripped open the enveloperead the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113691657061816052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113691657061816052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/01/down-memory-lane-lately-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113640240716223863</id><published>2006-01-05T05:56:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:48:53.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>APPY NUE YEAR! ! ! ! ! ! !the fifth day of 2006and yet2006 hasn't really kicked in...has everyone move on to 2006? or i'm still living in 2005?2005it wasn't all smooth and pretty in 2005i started my 2005 badlyand it hasn't been a smooth ride throughout the rest 365 daysmuch learnt from 2005i lost couple of friendsbut i gained morei pushed away my family and friends, i annoyed them, pissed them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113640240716223863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113640240716223863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2006/01/appy-nue-year-fifth-day-of-2006-and-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113442995134685043</id><published>2005-12-13T10:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T23:44:47.153+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am[x] short, under 5'5 (NOT SHORT)[ ] 5'5 -5'7"[ ] 5'8" - 6'0[ ] tall 6'2 and upNATURALLY[ ] blonde[ ] redhead[ ] brunette[ ] dirty blonde/brownish[ ] dark brown[x] black[ ] blue-eyed[x] brown-eyed[ ] green-eyed[ ] hazel eyed[ ] gold/gray-eyed[ ] silver/gray- eyed[ ] blue/green-eyed[ ] blue/gray-eyed[ ] they change colors[x] glasses [ ] contacts[ ] neither[x] short hair[ ] medium[ ] long hair[ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113442995134685043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113442995134685043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-x-short-under-55-not-short-55-57.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113439780724546630</id><published>2005-12-13T01:07:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T01:43:28.372+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i know i sound selfishbuti need someone to eat chicken rice with mei need someone that understand THE satisfaction to eat the WHOLE chickeni need someone that don't look at me like a freaki want to be able to cry when i feel like ityou have not really seen me crybut you have at least seen me in tearssomething which i don't do often in front of othersi want to bitch vent my angerknowing you will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113439780724546630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113439780724546630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-know-i-sound-selfish-but-i-need.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113414074910592258</id><published>2005-12-10T01:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T17:40:04.366+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>everything seems to be brokenfrom my fave mug to the heater at home:(even my immune systemi had swollen eyes, runny nose, sore throat and cuts everywhere anywherewanted to get eye drops for my eyesso coles i wentcouldn't find any eyedropsbut came home with $85 worth of junk foodsaccording to tim, that can last me at least 2 weekswhich i doubt sothe world is so brightbut i can't seem to find the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113414074910592258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113414074910592258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/12/everything-seems-to-be-broken-from-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113388396837901208</id><published>2005-12-07T02:04:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:13:31.937+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is december NOW!!!i'm not ready to welcome 2006 just yet:(how can i wheni'm JUST starting to get comfortable with 2005yesterday was like a new year eve to megot off from work early (with heaps of tips)watched fireworks in the car...welcoming 2005...by getting stuck in the jamthat was what i did last 2004and now it is THE END of the 2005how can this be possible....?what about my new year </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113388396837901208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113388396837901208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/12/it-is-december-now-im-not-ready-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113336323098223108</id><published>2005-12-01T02:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:09:32.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"ehh ehhh. *points to the table* wipe.""can i get some water please""excuse me, can i get a knife when you are free""can i have some fresh sambal please""we are ready to order""can i please have a glass of sauv blanc"yada yadaif i can do ten things at once i will definitely deliver what you requestedbut no.i can only attend one at a timeso please donotfuckingstopme while im walking with my hands </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113336323098223108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113336323098223108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/12/ehh-ehhh.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113231139801046007</id><published>2005-11-18T21:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T21:57:43.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cheatedi happilly walked away with my filet-o-fish mcmealtowards the platform for my traindown the escalatori opened it to get some friesthen i realized my fries is NOT FULL!!!WHAT!!!?!!?!?!!i felt cheatedstupid gal. next time gimme back!double the amount!-_-no. it's NOT JUST a fries okayyyyyyyyyyeric is right. next timeim so going to check it before i leave the counterand will COMPLAIN if my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113231139801046007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113231139801046007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/11/cheated-i-happilly-walked-away-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113195423615555129</id><published>2005-11-14T05:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T18:45:06.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>late night callreceiving your call at 4.30 in the morningand listen to your sobbing on the other end of the lineis not something I or anyone of us want to hear from you.......even though it was just that moment...take care and stop thinkingi'm just a phone call away...-lil' AnGel-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113195423615555129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113195423615555129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/11/late-night-call-receiving-your-call-at.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113164154315119092</id><published>2005-11-11T03:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T04:18:20.890+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CONSERVATORY Buffetwent to a nice buffet for dinnerseafood buffet as we like to put itwith ray and paulto celebrate paul's success in getting his first PROPER job here at downunderwell, i guess that was just an excuse to go outkekeate too muchtoo full till i hafta drink eno once i reached homewe had 2 hours to waste before dinner, so wetook picturessookmei, paul and elmer fudd!!!note : ray took </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113164154315119092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113164154315119092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/11/conservatory-buffet-went-to-nice-buffet.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113147188659434931</id><published>2005-11-09T04:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T05:04:56.863+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aku tak percaya lagidengan apa yang kau beriaku terdampar di sinitersudut menunggu matiaku tak percaya lagiakan guna mataharidengan mampu menerangisudut gelap hati iniaku berhenti berharapdan menunggu datang gelap sampai nanti suatu saattak ada cinta kudapatkenapa ada deritabila bahagia terciptakenapa ada sang hitambila putih menyenangkan...aku pulang...tanpa dendamkuterima.. kekalahankuaku </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113147188659434931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113147188659434931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/11/aku-tak-percaya-lagi-dengan-apa-yang.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113138396952538528</id><published>2005-11-08T03:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T04:47:00.550+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>under her umbrellait rained heavily today.very. heavy.i was drenched by the rainas i stood by the tramstopto cross the road*self note* must not ignore the weather forecast ANYMOREas i was trying to recall where on earth my umbrella could be(i misplaced it few years back)i felt the rain stopped.......i looked up, i saw that grey shadei turned back, i saw that smiling facethis stranger took me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113138396952538528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113138396952538528'/><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113121257508694913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113121257508694913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/11/cuppa-coffee-mah-huge-cuppa-coffee.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113110300343087585</id><published>2005-11-04T22:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T02:26:00.258+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 0 0 5lil' AnGel's hairstyle throughout the year...vainpotmy hair is short nowgonna cut it againshorteri like this artsy fartsy lil' AnGel</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113110300343087585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113110300343087585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/11/2-0-0-5-vainpot-my-hair-is-short-now.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113094742098391104</id><published>2005-11-03T02:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T03:39:03.226+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOT and s e x a y?me : i'm hot. i'm sexay.tim : *stares* where the hell did that come from?me : *sings and walks off*...........i'm dying slowly from the heatdamn weatherit is getting hot in here:(the windows are locked.the keys are gone.now...isn't that wonder......and i can't open the room doorcoz the of CATSTHEY (the CATS) will COME INTO MY roomand terrorise the poor lil' AnGel:(:(:(angel and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113094742098391104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113094742098391104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/11/hot-and-s-e-x-y-me-im-hot.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-113069643762416077</id><published>2005-10-31T04:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T05:23:44.333+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what do you want?not one but FOUR asked me what DO i WANT?what. do. you. want?i don't knowi seriously. don't. know.what DO *I* want?i want nothing.N O T H I N G  out of iti'm happy and content with what i haveso WHY wanna ruin everythingi am happyi know i amam i...........?i *think* i amNO. I. AM. DEFINITELY. happy with what i have, where i am nowalthoughi know i *do* whinge about that sometimes,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113069643762416077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/113069643762416077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-do-you-want-not-one-but-four-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112987817198584120</id><published>2005-10-21T16:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T17:37:51.330+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Glamorous Soul46% Tastefulness, 56% Originality, 54% Deliberateness, 63% Sexiness [Tasteful Original Deliberate Sexy]You choose your outfits carefully according to many criteria. You don't like looking cheap, dull or random and you go to great lengths to avoid this. You are successful, too. People admire your taste and sex appeal. Many try to imitate you but not many can recreate your unique </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112987817198584120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112987817198584120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/10/glamorous-soul-46-tastefulness-56.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112931151321703907</id><published>2005-10-15T03:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:41:41.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are the Angel of Light. Pure, kind, trusful,you are very confident about yourself. You'renot too hyperactive but you like to talk andmake friends with everyone. Everyone around youadmires you for who you are, the way you stayyourself and aren't altered others. You don'twant to hurt somebody and you rather die thendo something wrong. You hardly lie, only whenits absolutly nessesary and you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112931151321703907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112931151321703907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-are-angel-of-light.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112882651876932037</id><published>2005-10-09T12:32:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:19:05.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went for a nice japanese lunch with becca on fridaythose who knows me knows how much i love japanesemwahahhalove the ammbience thereso both of us keep snapping pictureslike some jakun came out from hutanbut yes it is so beautifulwill difinitely go back againfound out the other day that this woman is getting married next YEAR!!yaaahooo...everyone is getting married!sometimes...this makes me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112882651876932037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112882651876932037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/10/went-for-nice-japanese-lunch-with-becca.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112802034361892770</id><published>2005-09-30T03:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T05:25:35.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OUTKASTi wanna have three clonesso that THEY (the clones) can be at three different place physically at the same timewhile yours truly me can sleep ini wanna be a heaterso that i don't hafta sit in front of the heaterand to prevent THEM the nipples from cutting glassyou see, it's too cold that your nipple got hardeni wanna keep a dogso that my dog can bloody cock stare the 2 stupid cats at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112802034361892770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112802034361892770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/09/outkast-i-wanna-have-three-clones-so.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112732691907173356</id><published>2005-09-22T04:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T01:43:08.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>look at mah sexay bruised legit is getting darker n darker </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112732691907173356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112732691907173356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/09/look-at-mah-sexay-bruised-leg-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112611135681050724</id><published>2005-09-08T02:20:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:00:38.155+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>am i too comfortable in my own comfort zone?as i was talking to eric not long agoi realized i myself am very comfortable in my own comfort zoneyesi am afraid of changes toowho doesn'tyesi am afraid of being left out / behind tooi wanto be part of everyone of everything to people that i love that i carecan i live my life without people i care the most?i can'ti can't imagine my life without themi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112611135681050724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112611135681050724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/09/am-i-too-comfortable-in-my-own-comfort.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112589259883957305</id><published>2005-09-05T13:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T14:04:54.693+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  my site attracts weird peoplepeople visit my site for the W R O N G reasons. so wrong.young boyboy kissing. lil girl sx picsWOOOOII im NOT a  p a e d o p h i l e okie. NOT NOT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112589259883957305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112589259883957305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-site-attracts-weird-people-people.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112525734056487891</id><published>2005-08-29T05:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T23:12:53.073+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit] i've 'black-out' your face. i know. i'm such an angel. [habis-edit]TIM's BIRTHDAYgo and wish him belated bday anddon't forget to tell him he has fat tummy! being a nice housie and colleague i amwe hired someone 'to dance' for him (as he wanna put it that way)i guess he enjoyed himself that nightbut he claimed there is NO HARD ONwell well he was all dirty and smellyso he went straight to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112525734056487891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112525734056487891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/08/edit-ive-black-out-your-face.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112447341434022096</id><published>2005-08-20T03:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T17:04:18.850+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- independent- jovial, can survive alone- nice to hangout with- loyal- unique- good PR skills- kind- caring- pretty in her own way- initiative- strong will power- fun to be with- never gives up- takes comment very well- happy outside, troublesome inside- AMAZING- PRETTYit has been a month long since our trip togetherwe are still very close even after decade longas old saying says- true friendship</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112447341434022096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112447341434022096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/08/independent-jovial-can-survive-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112381734741121773</id><published>2005-08-12T13:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:41:38.113+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ONLY IF..BOY: I saw her todayGIRL: I saw him todayBOY: It seems like its been foreverGIRL: I wonder if he still caresBOY: She looks better than beforeGIRL: I couldn't stop staring at himBOY: I asked her how things were goingGIRL: I asked about his new girlfriendBOY: I'd choose her over any girl im withGIRL: He's probablly really happy right nowBOY: I couldnt look at her without starting to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112381734741121773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112381734741121773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/08/only-if.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112334792103828865</id><published>2005-08-07T01:23:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:17:54.931+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a GAL WITH a GIANT FEETi selamba walked out of the house with my shoeshappily went to work with my work uniform and THAT shoesjoyfully setup the restaurant, had dinner, open up the restaurantuntil my chef commented 'nice shoes. but why is it red?'*looks at feet* *looks up to chef* *parades my shoe* *GRINS back at chef* OF COZ IT IS NICE! it is MY shoes wor*pause**ehh..wait. something IS very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112334792103828865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112334792103828865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/08/gal-with-giant-feet-i-selamba-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112191567647625853</id><published>2005-07-21T10:54:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:22:03.822+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AFTER....multiple visits to the dentistendless painstotal of 6 fillingsenormous cash flowsfinally...i have my ALMOST cavity-free teethanother appointment this afternoon and next weekand i AM DONEi have my lovely lovely smile and also burnt a hole in my pocket...pffffff</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112191567647625853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112191567647625853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/07/after.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-112139843516080861</id><published>2005-07-15T13:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T13:34:11.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let's seethings are greatfoods too no doubtjay is greatfriends are greatbut somehow something is missingi myself don't know what it isam glad where i amit is just that...the puzzle is not complete.....maybe i expect too much in the first placethings changedpeople changedi don't understand that kind of eye contact between you guysand i don't get your silly private jokesi don'ti seriously don'tim </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112139843516080861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/112139843516080861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/07/lets-see-things-are-great-foods-too-no.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111976756553496960</id><published>2005-06-26T16:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T12:58:07.936+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am not good AT facing my own demons</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111976756553496960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111976756553496960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-not-good-at-facing-my-own-demons.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111953095124539295</id><published>2005-06-23T22:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T22:55:50.116+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eric is on his way to home sweet home in malaysiaand now that he is gone toomelbourne has never been this lonelybesides jay and the MCshe is the closest to meit's no longer fun to think that every single one of them is back in malaysiai need at least one of you guysto be here with me!!!!how selfish is that......i had so much fun being under the same roof with youso much fun and laughter compared </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111953095124539295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111953095124539295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/06/eric-is-on-his-way-to-home-sweet-home.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111855005400450076</id><published>2005-06-12T14:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T14:27:49.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>malam jumaat lalu aku pergi tonton mr&amp;mrs smithangelina jolie sexay brad pitt pulak hensem (tapi taklah hensem sangat)aku nak buat cinta ngan angelina jolieataupun tiga sedikit ngan angelina dan brad pittaku nak tengok wars of the world pulaktom cruisemwahahah kekekekeketoday is the D Day!the MCs are at the wedding reception while i'm typing thisand then will be at the wedding dinner wearing cun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111855005400450076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111855005400450076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/06/malam-jumaat-lalu-aku-pergi-tonton-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111829446559106385</id><published>2005-06-09T15:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T15:26:37.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FORGIVEN BUT NOT FORGOTTENapologise if you are wrongno matter who you are how superior you arethis is for everyone anyonenice weather outsideme having period cramplalalla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111829446559106385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111829446559106385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/06/forgiven-but-not-forgotten-apologise-if.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111751638389964140</id><published>2005-05-31T15:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T17:46:06.390+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BELOW ARE CLASSIFIED AS[PG]      Parental Guidance Recommended[M]       Recommended for mature audiences[SX]      This may contain sexually explict content[18+]    Restricted to 18 and over_________________________________________________BBQ at tim's the other dayMORE PHOTOS COMING UP :P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111751638389964140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111751638389964140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/05/below-are-classified-as-pg-parental.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111626446896071635</id><published>2005-05-17T03:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T10:08:30.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>can play hide&amp;seek part 2..higher level this time...hahahhahahahahhaha kekekekekkekkeehide&amp;seek part 2siap bertheme theme lagihow can you not love them (the EMCEES) when they are macam macammacam macam as in bermacam-macam macam-macam you inherited their stupiditytheir sillinesstheir cluelesstheir macam macamstupidity + clueless likewhy is platinum sooooooooooo expensive?hello what does aeroplane</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111626446896071635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111626446896071635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/05/can-play-hide-part-2.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111520753858421737</id><published>2005-05-04T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:52:18.590+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wrote this on 24/11/04"im truly sorrie that it took so longway too longi don't mean itby any meansnow...3 more to work for. "__________noow...2 more to work for.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111520753858421737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111520753858421737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/05/wrote-this-on-241104-im-truly-sorrie.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111518912803731708</id><published>2005-05-04T16:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T21:56:18.710+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>show kash some love peeps...loooovvvee her pixx..i'm in love kash. with yousooooo pretty. i love that second pix! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111518912803731708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111518912803731708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/05/show-kash-some-love-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111501069139982926</id><published>2005-05-02T02:10:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:27:05.780+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today marks my one week anniversary of swollen lips + cold sorea colleague of mine,aunty yarwensuggested to rub garlic on my lips when she realized i'm suffering from bad cold sore.natural remedy - she says"im rubbing that garlic on my lips""yeah and it gonna be like a malau hai tomorrow" says eric"woooiiii don't curse my lips" i retorted"i don't want to be malau hai. i prefer sausage" continue </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111501069139982926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111501069139982926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-marks-my-one-week-anniversary-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111465376029805280</id><published>2005-04-28T11:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T22:51:24.553+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TODAY, YESTERDAY, the other day.......with sandysook meiiim gonna die soonni just shit-ed a ngarchoy! couldn't stop laughing on thisehh when are you gonna send sookmei ap's invitation?you are not sookmei meh? don't call yourself using third party!?!?!?!?!?are you happy to get my call? i just activated my international line. okie okie. talk to you again. byeeee i didn't get a chance to answer and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111465376029805280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111465376029805280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-yesterday-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111397166751834379</id><published>2005-04-20T14:23:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:24:35.579+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im feeling n a k e d     n a k e d_______________________________________"dun club so much larnot healthy"so ironic those words came from sandy - the clubbing queen :P_______________________________________to this 'acquaintance'...hahahalike i care what / how do you think abouti d o n t c a r ebesides you are just another acquaintance of minehahah idiot_______________________________________</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111397166751834379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111397166751834379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-feeling-n-k-e-d-n-k-e-d-dun-club-so.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111353113722915938</id><published>2005-04-15T12:06:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:23:02.821+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahahahah kekekek lalalait is friday again. am soooooooooooo appyanyway. don't know what's the plan for toniteas of few fridays...it spelled fun fun fun+ hafta drag my sorrie ass to work at 11 am SHARP on saturday. sheeesshhlast friday was the worst. go timmy darling's for more.i need my beauty sleep NOW.else i will look damn chan tsk tsk tsk</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111353113722915938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111353113722915938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahahahah-kekekek-lalala-it-is-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111328834775767053</id><published>2005-04-12T16:45:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:04:14.791+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your High School(s):&lt;APGS , SAAS1. Nickname in high school?sookiemei devi - the only one that i can remember(thanx to pra and ronne! kekeek)2. Best subject? should i say moral? but how about my english? A1 for english. 3. Worst subject? Chemistry - coz i hated the teacher so much. got C5 for that.4. A teacher you owe life lessons to? My Add Maths teacher, Pn. Gan5. A teacher you wanna kick in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111328834775767053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111328834775767053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-high-schools-apgs-saas-1.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111275643895330603</id><published>2005-04-06T12:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T13:00:38.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is dark and it's uncertainit is a long long journeyi wanna curse when i wanna fucking cursei fucking diss you for being such a fucking bastardyou fucking dickheadim running like a fucking headless chicken coz of your fucking stupidity fucking selfishnessyou fucking moron fucking retard fucking fuck headyou fucker selfcentered moron fat ugly fucking moron fuckerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrand youget </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111275643895330603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111275643895330603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/04/it-is-dark-and-its-uncertain-it-is-long.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111251238875100725</id><published>2005-04-03T17:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:19:53.586+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yet another weekend.weekend was good yet wastedslept till 4ish today and in 30mins time i will be heading to workwent to mercury lounge on fridaywith who else but hilda hayley and joanne and also timmy that loose his club-virgin with usmwhahaha kekek lalalalhe has full story cover of that nite.yeohhhh!!!u missed the fun :Pboth hayley and joanne miss you babethey mentioned not once but few times </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111251238875100725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111251238875100725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/04/yet-another-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111206431846568433</id><published>2005-03-29T12:44:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T05:12:19.216+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeoh (kinda my first visitor from malaysia) has left aussieland last saturdaywent to mercury lounge on her very last friday nite herepartied till 6am in the morningwhich she hafta wake up early on saturday to do her last minute shopping!kekekepoor yeohbut she did enjoy herself nonethelessyou will miss me here will you yeoh?im already missing youanywaybrought yeoh to makan at my workplacebeen to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111206431846568433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111206431846568433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/03/yeoh-kinda-my-first-visitor-from.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-111037847790668818</id><published>2005-03-10T01:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T13:54:38.863+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeoh is at down underfinallyand this yeoh is damn happeningshe has been to tasmania and great ocean road within 4 days she is herewhile i have only been to great ocean roadkekekeekekanyway..met up with her on her very first day here in aussie land"ehh which line are you using? i'm using OCTOPUS" says yeoh"?!??!!?!?!?!?!?!?!? you mean OPTUS?" "oh OPTUS. anyway it is the SAME LA!!!"since when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111037847790668818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/111037847790668818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/03/yeoh-is-at-down-under-finally-and-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110981902730197323</id><published>2005-03-03T13:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:03:47.303+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life is miserable enough without adding salts and peppersthe wonder of miseries in life......</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110981902730197323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110981902730197323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/03/life-is-miserable-enough-without-adding.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110864685371874918</id><published>2005-02-18T00:21:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:17:25.839+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNWANTED UNINVITEDwritten on Tuesday 15022005Eh..when are you moving out?My housemates want you to move out do you know that?…………………..Dahlah you are paying so little rentI have to give up my room for youand me sleeping on the couch…………………..My housemates complained that you are too loudit is very inconvenience……for everyone…you might not mean it in a bad waybut I terasa gilerYou are the one that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110864685371874918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110864685371874918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/02/unwanted-uninvited-written-on-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110683565556311226</id><published>2005-01-28T01:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T01:20:55.563+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one minute im happysmiling awaywith no whatsoever problem or reason to be depressed abouta happy go lucky galthe next thing i knowim getting all depressed with all these problemsi meet my friendstalk to themlaugh with themand keep silence after thati isolated myself in the room while everyone is watching australia open in the halli watched tv when everyone is their roomsandy was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110683565556311226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110683565556311226'/><link 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time flies faster nowi have heaps to tellheaps to talk tobut i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110676692402480836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110676692402480836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/01/6.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110647594781136412</id><published>2005-01-23T21:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:49:33.496+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is getting harderi think it is best to let gobut i am missing the courage to do sosomeone please enlighten meon what to dothe puzzle doesn't fit anymoredifferent size different world different connectionon lighter note...i bought 5 books that burned $110 off my big fat walletcompleted my shopaholic series (finally)a fred perry jacket for $128 including</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110647594781136412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110647594781136412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/01/it-is-getting-harder-i-think-it-is-best.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110596524564414502</id><published>2005-01-17T23:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T01:03:10.503+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>taken at my first home &lt;- the restaurant im working atspend more time in the restaurant than at my own room!ekekkei abandoned my sitetoo lazy too busy to updatelets just say 2005 is yet to be a good year to meor so i hopeanywayi had a new hairstylealwiz wanted this hairthose who knows me knows how much i wanted it to be doneand now...it is done!thanx for the bday wishes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110596524564414502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110596524564414502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/01/taken-at-my-first-home-restaurant-im.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110519474148263628</id><published>2005-01-09T01:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T00:25:34.486+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>good. finally. finally they let out everything since thursday nighthousie called me after midnight on thursday to inform me that they are moving today. today as in saturday2 days notice. good huhsighand he has been giving me that fucking cold treatment over the phone ever since that incident.not in the state to tell the grandmother storyto make long story shorthe suspected me for stealing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110519474148263628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110519474148263628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/01/good.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110501945658885445</id><published>2005-01-07T01:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T01:05:39.350+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>appy new year.it is 2005 nowhow fast time flies2004 wasn't a good year neither it is a bad yearim currently typing this from tim's lappiejust off the phone with ckhe and the gf are moving out this saturdayyes. the day after tomorrowmy house got broken into last nighthe lost his cputhank god it is only cpu that is missingweird yet stupid thief. went thru all the hassle just for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110501945658885445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110501945658885445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2005/01/appy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110428937495917275</id><published>2004-12-29T13:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T14:08:41.843+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tymmie just called.he has hilda's car tonight.woohoooRAV4!! my dream fourwheeldriveso am staying over his casa tonightwhat is the plan what is plan?hmmmmam staying too much in tymm's casabeen hearing weird noises at nightmaybe it is just mei din kacau u so please don't kacau meam currently chatting with terrikie, tomato and jaythis is another nonsense post of minearlow. when does </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110428937495917275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110428937495917275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/12/tymmie-just-called.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110344944754768028</id><published>2004-12-19T20:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T20:45:17.493+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>xmas party last night was great.kriss kringle was greatwe had fun in the restautrant we had a blast at tim's placepix will be up soon. in ray's camthat ray i tell u. haiii~~ give up on himhe deleted all the pix we took earlier during the kriss kringle moments!!!ray!! kekekeyes that ray that sandy once stated he is cute. he is not my dear sandywait till i get the pix and will upload it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110344944754768028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110344944754768028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/12/xmas-party-last-night-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110302514689871065</id><published>2004-12-14T22:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T00:59:45.276+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ello peeps. miss me?how's life?my life?boringworked and gonna work 6 days a week for the next few monthsand yet am earning peanutssherly's parents are herefor her convo tomorrowthey are nicethey said im nicethe father wanna buys me an air tix to indon to visit them before heading back to malaysiathey said im friendly im out going i tak tau malu...as in friendly wiseim sickmentally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110302514689871065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110302514689871065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/12/ello-peeps.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110148939886529317</id><published>2004-11-27T04:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T04:25:41.216+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have been working since my last paper on monday.took a day off yesterday to bid eric farewell.took lotsa photos.yes. im a photo freak. sue meanyone who knows me knows how much i love xmas tree.i love xmas.yes.the big ball in the heart of the cityboth trying to act stupidthe santa mailbox! woohoo. i wrote a letter to santa... *ahem*taken in santaland in myers shopping </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110148939886529317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110148939886529317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-have-been-working-since-my-last-paper.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110123494551299379</id><published>2004-11-24T05:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T21:06:57.520+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im truly sorrie that it took so longway too longi don't mean itby any meansbut im relieved nowvery i gave too much excuses for itfor too many years too many monthsi am what i made myself todayi screwed up everythingmy life is goodvery good indeedeverything is laid ahead for mebut i never once appreciate itbut i do best in whiningabout my lifeim really sorrieyou have the right to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110123494551299379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110123494551299379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-truly-sorrie-that-it-took-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110056313163973060</id><published>2004-11-16T10:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T21:05:30.336+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit]this bit of my previous post will be the headline in my every other posts in the future :)SHE IS GETTING MARRIED NEXT YEAR!!![habis edit]went to safeway yesterday after dinner with rebecca.bought myself a pack of christmas crackers.i alwiz love love christmaswill be celebrating xmas alone this yrwas alone last year too. but that is different coz i was in malaysiathis time i will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110056313163973060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110056313163973060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/11/edit-this-bit-of-my-previous-post-will.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-110028629682135295</id><published>2004-11-13T05:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T06:18:15.700+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my fucking holy cow. one of my best friends is getting married!!!!SHE IS GETTING MARRIED NEXT YEAR!!!im soooooooooooooooo soooooooooo excited and happy. i will work my ass out just to get a my angelic-tiny-cute-firm-tight-ass home next may / june just for your wedding dearkekeCONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!im sooooo exicited that i can even spell the exicited correctly and can't be bother to look </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110028629682135295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/110028629682135295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/11/oh-my-fucking-holy-cow.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-109994131751799506</id><published>2004-11-09T06:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T06:23:24.180+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>any kind hearted and generous soul out there that has BERNARD FASHION font can you please please give it to me please pretty please.?!?!?!!i used to have it in my old pc but not in this labbie of mine. and the font is NO LONGER FREE!!*cries*i love that font soooooooooooooo much and now i've to settle for verdana for almost everything.i rediscovered my love for BERNARD FASHION font when </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109994131751799506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109994131751799506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/11/any-kind-hearted-and-generous-soul-out.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-109920401803552750</id><published>2004-10-31T17:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T05:20:36.510+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit]kekekekekeekekhousie is smiling when he came to my room to pass me the phone'ka ka jiao jiao ar u' - says himkekekekekekekkekesorrie dude![habis edit]i knocked the door!!but no answer!so i proceeded to open to doorand voila i caught some action on the bed!shiteoh gawd i'm laughing so hard nowsheesshhsomeone please tell me what should i do weii can pretend nothing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109920401803552750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109920401803552750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/10/edit-kekekekekeekek-housie-is-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-109899468344265096</id><published>2004-10-29T06:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T06:25:32.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel soooooooooooo lovedI know everyone loves me so muchlittle things will make me jump like a retarded galtoday, eric suprised with me thiswhen i went over to his place after work for soup season. yes. he boiled this i-don't-know-what-it's-call soup 2 days ago and i was supposed to drink it then. but being me, i postponed the trip till tonitethe puzzle pendant also known as </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109899468344265096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109899468344265096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-feel-soooooooooooo-loved-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-109846655385614750</id><published>2004-10-23T03:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T03:35:53.856+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ehhh...someone out there googled 'sook mei' and came to my site.you guys just love me so much don't you.yeah. i would love to think sokekekeokie. im outta here3.34am and still wide awake. hafta work at 10.30am till gawd-knows-whennitenite peeps</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109846655385614750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109846655385614750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/10/ehhh.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-109811451120492211</id><published>2004-10-19T01:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T21:19:51.233+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit lagi]my gawd. im laughing like an idiot in front of the screen in the middle of the night. gal. you cracked me up.well..it is not that funny but i can't stop laughing!ish..chatting with any of the mc memang full of mengadernessit was just few days ago i was laughing so hard when aiping tells us bout her earth quake experience and that she hafta run out of the house.sheessh...that is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109811451120492211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109811451120492211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/10/edit-lagi-read-occasioanally-within.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-109763531635053845</id><published>2004-10-13T13:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T00:18:01.963+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit-lagi]hong called me at 22:03:29 from brisbane airport earlier. she is leaving aussie after 2 good ol' weeks of holiday in brisbane with yc. she sounds so sad (she cried earlier). i somehow cried hearing her voice...i know exactly the feeling that she feels at the airport. it reminds me soooooo much of my time before i left for malaysia last summer. i cried few days before my flight. yes. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109763531635053845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109763531635053845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/10/edit-lagi-hong-called-me-at-220329-from.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPga24mNTEo/ThkcYopdSFI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/vO8bkOOf8ok/s220/b.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309853.post-109721269061566598</id><published>2004-10-08T14:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T03:25:35.090+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit]comment now peeps and tell me you love me. else i'M gonna burn your house down.nyeh nyeh nyeh.[/edit]Ihit the sack at 6.30am today.jumped off the bed at 9.16am today.leave the house at 9.25am today.managed to on my labbie and save my unfinished assignment to my thumbdrive within 2 minutes today.am wearing my super low waist jeans.forgot my super hipster panty.am wearing my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109721269061566598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3309853/posts/default/109721269061566598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imwhatim.blogspot.com/2004/10/edit-comment-now-peeps-and-tell-me-you.html' title=''/><author><name>lil' AnGel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957630786569174999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' 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