<?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-5316942</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:31:34.690Z</updated><title type='text'>empty</title><subtitle type='html'>you asking me to decribe my blog?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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of what happens</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112820904561229932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112820904561229932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112820904561229932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112820904561229932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-figured-i-needed-break-and-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112817041742060780</id><published>2005-10-01T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-01T12:41:51.906Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wanted to pen it here. but figured it wouldnt be too nice.maybe they were right afterall. i never ever spent much time taking my direct-direct. not to mention the rest of my directs. even after inunion was over, i tried to but i figured i could never match up.i wish i could cry everything away. i cant cry. and even if i do the facts would still be as hurting. the feelings would still be there. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112817041742060780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112817041742060780' title='2 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n**e! -_________-that would be easy. considering how much i did. or tried to do but failed terribly. 0.o</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112808036245552738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112808036245552738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112808036245552738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112808036245552738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/being-ne-is-not-one-time-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112798740057696044</id><published>2005-09-29T17:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-29T09:50:00.583Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if this is what you are looking for after 4 years in band, im sorry to say that you have joined the wrong cca.rest assured i will never ever mention that topic to you again. i realised today how stupid i was to trust that you had good reasoning skills.if this is what you think is ***** ******* alot, think twice. there's alot more cruelties in life than just that. honestly.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112798740057696044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112798740057696044' title='0 Comments'/><link 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[okay. my band skirt looks unbelievably short.]lol. the se4 photos of farewell. i look gross in every single one</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112783162027864907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112783162027864907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112783162027864907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112783162027864907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/hx-never-fails-to-look-hysterical-be.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112773632343281293</id><published>2005-09-26T19:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-26T12:05:23.500Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay. before i blog what i wanted to blog about,i want to say thisGuo Tong, i love you too! Dont ever leave me okay??? -hinthint. hinthinthinthinthinthint hinthint-lol. and no. i am not hinting for her to marry me lar.always wanted to write this but er. didnt have time so yeah. i dunnoe why but this particular paragraph caught my eye:He wondered, as he had many times wondered before whether he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112773632343281293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112773632343281293' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112773632343281293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112773632343281293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112764126265170145</id><published>2005-09-25T17:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-25T09:43:08.706Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the tale of the two libarianslol. to the 2 of our successors: thanks for the present! i loved it. it was super sweet. lol. yall can grow up to be storywriters.the two librarians had returned to save their subjects. Armed with stamps, pencils, stacks of papers and photocopy cards they declared war on the monster.so cute!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112764126265170145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112764126265170145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112764126265170145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112764126265170145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/tale-of-two-libarians-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112757012972058201</id><published>2005-09-24T21:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-24T13:55:29.726Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from my direct:Perhaps band is like a resting place,a shelter from the storm,it exists to give you comfort,it’s there to keep you warmand in those times of troubleWhen you are most aloneThe memory of band will bring you homePerhaps band is like a windowPerhaps an open doorIt invites you to come closerIt wants to show you moreAnd even if you lose yourselfAnd don’t know what to doThe memory of band</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112757012972058201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112757012972058201' title='0 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with.to you: just wanna say that the recent days we've spent together made me realised that i actually did miss you alot.i just wished i could turn back time, wished that you could stay on, i wished you were always there.or isit that only if we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112756801510623329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112756801510623329' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112756801510623329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112756801510623329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/its-so-sad-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112739159122243881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112739159122243881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112739159122243881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112713072422582795</id><published>2005-09-19T19:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-19T11:52:04.593Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i miss inn!omg. the recording is damn damn damn damn damn nice.all the flute solos are like..heavenly.the tone is so round, so light, so resonant, and so sweet.ALL IN ONE. can you believe it.the high Bnatural in 1st movt., the high F# in second movt. and the bloody flute solo.oh man. the bass clarinetist is damn zai too.bleah. the piccolo is so cute.but it's damn draggy.you can like hear every </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112713072422582795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112713072422582795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112713072422582795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112713072422582795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-miss-inn-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112705353628980685</id><published>2005-09-18T22:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-18T14:25:36.290Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAH. see. my trust in your potential was never wrong.hai. i know i ******* you. but i wish you success anyway</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112705353628980685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112705353628980685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112705353628980685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112705353628980685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/hah.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112705291137491797</id><published>2005-09-18T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-18T14:15:11.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol. you are so amusing.haish. re-read my diary.damn disgusted with myself and with her too.i cant believe i was that naive.forget it. it's over.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112687468720945252</id><published>2005-09-16T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-16T12:45:32.553Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh.this is shit.i have absolutely nothing to do.no tv to watch,no blogs to read,no indiv to do.no...more like the books that i brought home are totally useless and i'll just continue my indiv playing arpeggiosflute books are boring.band scores are alot more interesting :Di want my elisabeth score back -hintjiayinghint-on a side note, english lessons are beginning to get very very fun and very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112687468720945252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112687468720945252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112687468720945252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112687468720945252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112662075387126690</id><published>2005-09-13T22:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-13T14:12:33.876Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the beauty of englishScintillate, scintillate, asteroid minific.lol. imagine little kids running around singing thatEschew the implement of correction and vitiate the scionNeophyte's serendipityThe person presenting the ultimate cochination possesses thereby the optimal cochinationA revolving lithic conglomerate accumulates no congeries of a small green bryophytic plantlol. this is so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112662075387126690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112662075387126690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112662075387126690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112662075387126690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/beauty-of-english-scintillate.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112653038971312982</id><published>2005-09-12T20:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-12T13:13:29.096Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>still that same old sentencecaffeine makes me aroused.and no. im not about to go have sex with someone 0.osteaming hot cup of lipton tea during a cold rainy day's the best.forgiveness makes you free.i want achillea!!!!!!!!!!!!!and aster too. sigh.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112653038971312982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112653038971312982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112653038971312982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112653038971312982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/still-that-same-old-sentence-caffeine.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112651722414936208</id><published>2005-09-12T17:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-12T09:27:04.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pharm chemphy. at escapesaying what you meantourismargh.options dont look as fun as they should be anymore.i want cheng back! now i have to stare at mh till 6.30 for 3 freaking days.arggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhi want my med bio!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!sigh. nvm. im being whiny.hm. be glad both my adv are what i want. the timetable looks very very very very very bad.im having empty slots everywhere and i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112651722414936208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112651722414936208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112651722414936208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112651722414936208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/pharm-chem-phy.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112632298041293602</id><published>2005-09-10T11:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-10T03:36:34.813Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Advanced Global Personality Test ResultsExtraversion63%Stability50%Orderliness46%Accommodation50%Interdependence56%Intellectual30%Mystical23%Artistic70%Religious70%Hedonism10%Materialism50%Narcissism30%Adventurousness63%Work ethic36%Self absorbed50%Conflict seeking36%Need to dominate43%Romantic63%Avoidant43%Anti-authority50%Wealth43%Dependency63%Change averse70%Cautiousness63%Individuality50%</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112632298041293602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112632298041293602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112632298041293602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112632298041293602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/advanced-global-personality-test.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112617270851291652</id><published>2005-09-08T19:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-08T09:45:08.516Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aragorn is so hot!.lol. im going nuts</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112609102681962926</id><published>2005-09-07T19:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-07T11:03:46.823Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>caffeine makes me aroused</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112609102681962926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112609102681962926' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112609102681962926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112609102681962926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/caffeine-makes-me-aroused.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112607635741920164</id><published>2005-09-07T14:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-07T06:59:17.423Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112607635741920164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112607635741920164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112607635741920164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112607635741920164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112599861266653076</id><published>2005-09-06T17:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-06T09:23:32.673Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:D:D my wish is coming true in a month's time.haish. but then i'll miss my teacher too.i want a female teacher. gimme a female teacher.it's not going to help if i start crushing my teacher. [in case he's very zai]okay. i sound super despo.it's so weird reading his blog.i mean. an adult? it's like..weirdwhoot. me and my wonderful vocabulary.why am i starting to like orange too.thiss is bad.come on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112599861266653076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112599861266653076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112599861266653076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112599861266653076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/dd-my-wish-is-coming-true-in-months.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112590384757220742</id><published>2005-09-05T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-05T07:04:07.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sigh. was wondering why there were so few people online.then i realised everybody's either off to watch march of the penguins or at react.argh damn.looks like it's not going to be so soon.hai.i want it, and when i get it i get scared.so stupid.i want snow-skin mooncakes! :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112590384757220742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112590384757220742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112590384757220742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112590384757220742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112571619000899116</id><published>2005-09-03T10:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-03T02:56:30.013Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>he's a guy. he plays the flute. he's a band teacher/conductor/instructortell me i wont freak out and die on the spot</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112571619000899116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112571619000899116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112571619000899116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112571619000899116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/hes-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112571212804968641</id><published>2005-09-03T09:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-03T01:48:48.056Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha. i cant believe that i actually like the mcdonald guy and thought of ways to catch his attention.lol. next time i'd just pretend i have arthritis.geeim running away from reality.starting on piano in the afternoon:D trying to forget about it for the momenti'll miss you.just finished reading david copperfield.and no. not the magician guy.the one charles dicken wrote.it's so sad but happy at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112571212804968641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112571212804968641' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112571212804968641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112571212804968641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/haha_03.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112566141196728422</id><published>2005-09-02T19:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-02T11:43:31.973Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha. my blog has become my mugging area.=pim pissed with my bio. my bio is officially gonecase after i got back my PT.haish. moral of the story: dont put in so much effort for your PT.i mean that was the only one i actually bothered to start early and see what happensall for nothing.CAUTION: This machine has no brain. Use your ownPLEASE BE SAFE. Do not stand, sit, climb or lean on zoo fences. If</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112566141196728422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112566141196728422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112566141196728422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112566141196728422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112557505103809856</id><published>2005-09-01T11:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-09-01T11:44:11.046Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nucleoidprokaryotesnucleuseukaroytescirculardnalineardnamembraneboundorganellesdoublestrandedpolymerofnucleotidenitrogenousbases[purineandpyrimidinespentosesugarphosphatephosphodiesterbondweakhydrogenbondrnatrnamrnarrnadoublespolynucleotidechaindeoxriboseoxyriboseuracilthyminepermananttemporarysemiconservativeconservativedispersal13/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112557505103809856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112557505103809856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112557505103809856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112557505103809856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/09/nucleoidprokaryotesnucleuseukaroytesci.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112549075526073607</id><published>2005-08-31T20:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-31T12:19:15.266Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'll prove you wrong.very very wrong.all for a piece of certificate? not worth it.i'd rather spend my time on smth more constructive.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112549075526073607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112549075526073607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112549075526073607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112549075526073607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/ill-prove-you-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112506124539894018</id><published>2005-08-26T20:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-26T13:00:45.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGH. im i deprived or what.i feel like screaming your name down the streetslove is such wonderful feeling.thanks for being there for me to love you haha. as if the person loves me too.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112506124539894018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112506124539894018' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112506124539894018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112506124539894018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/argh_26.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112506009189579476</id><published>2005-08-26T20:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-26T12:41:31.900Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havent blogged in 6 days.sigh. 2 down 4 more to go.i feel like rambling on about SS, WTO and free/fair trade.=p. sry. it's still in me.miss tan had better love us =phey chill yea?dont stress over it.they'll understand one day.my internet finally decided to stop dying on me. ARGHHHH. love him.okay. i realise i love alot of people.nvm. im talking crap.heh. im happy with the outcome.I MISS MY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112506009189579476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112506009189579476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112506009189579476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112506009189579476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/havent-blogged-in-6-days.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112506217840114349</id><published>2005-08-26T13:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-26T13:16:18.406Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm eatable. but that, my children, is called CANNIBALISM and is in fact frowned upon in most societies. damn damn damn. im johnny depp deprived</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112506217840114349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112506217840114349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112506217840114349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112506217840114349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-eatable.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112453372469540821</id><published>2005-08-20T18:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:28:44.700Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the internet connection always dies when i attempt to blog.hm. maybe it's telling me to mug.i am in denial.i think it's jealousy.i mean that's not the entire reason.but at least part of it is.people go like what do you have to be jealous about.it's just unexplainable.impossible is nothing.im determined to make it my career.er. hopefully i have the potential.gah. i need a freaking tutor.ah yesh. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112453372469540821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112453372469540821' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112453372469540821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112453372469540821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/internet-connection-always-dies-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112453536696166870</id><published>2005-08-20T10:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:57:17.993Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gah. im blocked. again. hrumph</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112453536696166870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112453536696166870' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112453536696166870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112453536696166870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112428460608793913</id><published>2005-08-17T21:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-17T13:16:46.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i want a flute collar pin! [not a piccolo collar pin 0.o]haish. i always dream of having stuff and in the end i never get them cause their too..unrealistic?..i dunnoe.it's so sad isnt it.i even had to get what i wanted for someone else's birthday when my birthday was like days away. and they had one piece and that's it. I NEED A MAKEOVER.if i am given another chance in the future, i would say yes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112428460608793913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112428460608793913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112428460608793913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112428460608793913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-want-flute-collar-pin-not-piccolo.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112420177737455583</id><published>2005-08-16T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-16T14:16:17.380Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food for thought:Ethnocentrism- Making false assumptions about others' ways based on our own limited experience. The key word is assumptions, because we are not even aware that we are being ethnocentric....we don't understand that we dont understand.So here we have a paradox: we falsely assume because we are not even aware we are assuming.Addressing ethnocentrism is not a matter of trying not to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112420177737455583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112420177737455583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112420177737455583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112420177737455583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/food-for-thought-ethnocentrism-making.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112411169812627667</id><published>2005-08-15T21:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-15T13:14:58.133Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you say that that is the truth then so be it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112411169812627667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112411169812627667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112411169812627667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112411169812627667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/if-you-say-that-that-is-truth-then-so.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112410184588146631</id><published>2005-08-15T17:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:30:46.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ERNIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~ hahahaha. [disclaimer: this is not typed by enyi and has nothing whatsoever to do with her. ahahahahaha.]erpz. i wonder why i actually allow that sentence to be published.because you love me so much that's why you love seeing me guestblog! duhh~~ omg. i'm acting so bim i shall disown myself.YEAH. anybody who is with me will become bim..yeah!YOU ARE SO GROSS OH MY GOSH. why </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112410184588146631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112410184588146631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112410184588146631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112410184588146631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/ernieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112408276694457099</id><published>2005-08-15T13:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-15T05:12:46.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay. i dont think so.i think she loves her too much.=p</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112408276694457099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112408276694457099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112408276694457099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112408276694457099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112402019234102973</id><published>2005-08-14T19:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-14T11:49:52.346Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UNISONO concertI am 43 now. how long, how many years, how many times I will conduct the bands?10years? 5more SYF? 30 major concert? Or more?UNISONO was one of the best concert, I have ever conducted. Technically, it was not the best performance but the way students put their effort, shining eye balls!! moved audience's heart. When conducting "It's a small world" I was crying. Trumpet played </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112402019234102973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112402019234102973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112402019234102973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112402019234102973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/unisono-concert-i-am-43-now.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112401331699659873</id><published>2005-08-14T17:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-14T09:55:17.053Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>is your direct her or them.you know i never ever really appreciated her.nobody did.i think she was the nicest snr out of the whole batchand she lost the most number of juniors.felt like crying when i remembered the day we had section testing.the stupid day where we had to buy chicken rice and got scolding because the whole section was staving by the time we got back.and then clara had this weird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112401331699659873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112401331699659873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112401331699659873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112401331699659873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/is-your-direct-her-or-them.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112393824941891364</id><published>2005-08-13T20:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-14T09:21:49.633Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe the numbness isnt because i have given up.it's cause i dont think it's possible for me to be utterly disappointed anymore.after all that has happened, i think im prepared for anything.i wont be surprise if i find out something i didnt think was possible in that personwhy? cause im convinced that nothing is impossible.nothing is impossible particularly for human beings.you know if you think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112393824941891364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112393824941891364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/maybe-numbness-isnt-because-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112385204256736534</id><published>2005-08-12T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-12T13:08:27.956Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've decided to stick with blogger. livejournal is hopeless for me.sorry. i know this is late but yeah. i just want to get over and done with it. you know. i feel like im doing injustice to my blog writing about all these immature stuff. but -shrugs- we are immatureooh. the entrie's back aiya. but heck.the person sits down. did i tell you to sit? the person stands up did i tell you to stand? sit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112385204256736534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112385204256736534' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112385204256736534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112385204256736534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/ive-decided-to-stick-with-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112384439456251981</id><published>2005-08-12T18:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-12T10:59:54.570Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>amazing huh.how people's ego can become so huge.particle p was instaneously at rest at t=4. sry. im beginning to like mathsand physics too. =palthough mho hates us. and adores 404no. i shouldnt say she adores 404.i think she adores her teaching more than anything else.=pi see you've learn the art of sarcasm.haha.hey there. kiss your dreams goodbye!muahaha. i feel like the evil concubine standing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112384439456251981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112384439456251981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112384439456251981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112384439456251981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/amazing-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112376538179167864</id><published>2005-08-11T20:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-11T13:03:01.796Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it happened all over again.it seems to come in cycles of one month. [and no. its not that.]you know what.i still cant understand.sigh. what else am i to say.i've accepted my fate.you know. i really shouldnt have deleted that blog =pnono. i should come up with a blog that has a nicer name.not like that ******************.blogspot.com=p. i'll bet you nobody can figure out what im sayingargh. i miss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112376538179167864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112376538179167864' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112376538179167864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112376538179167864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/it-happened-all-over-again.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112367773572561227</id><published>2005-08-10T20:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-10T12:42:15.730Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AH!!!!!!! he's so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!sorry. im nutsGOOD MORNING STARSHINE! THE EARTH SAYS HELLO!!haha. you can so imagine his huge grin.feel like going around and saying that to everybody just that i cant do it the way he does.sigh.i would go maniac if willy wonka ever appears in front of me saying that.-cries-nvm.just had green apple for the first time in my whole life.hm. and amazingly, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112367773572561227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112367773572561227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112367773572561227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112367773572561227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/ah-hes-so-cute-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112366478091850163</id><published>2005-08-10T17:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-10T09:06:20.923Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Good morning starshine, the earth says hello!:D:D:D:D:D:D:Dhe's so cute! argh.bleahh..im bored.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112366478091850163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112366478091850163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112366478091850163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112366478091850163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-morning-starshine-earth-says.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112357419138536294</id><published>2005-08-09T15:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-09T07:56:31.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh. this is like the 3rd time im blogging for the day.aiya heck lar..anyway..im highly amused.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112357419138536294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112357419138536294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112357419138536294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112357419138536294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112355357649312364</id><published>2005-08-09T09:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-09T02:12:56.520Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i guess we have tried our best,but if they dont understand us,there's nothing we do.im just glad we actually tried.just wanna say that one of us does not mean all of us.we are all different.martyrdom. hm. no. suicide i would call it.it really isnt smart go around digging your own grave________________________________________________________oh yeah. sorry if i made it too obvious.maybe i was just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112355357649312364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112355357649312364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112355357649312364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112355357649312364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-guess-we-have-tried-our-best-but-if.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112356668888332101</id><published>2005-08-09T05:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-09T05:51:28.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as i was telling guo tong..what a revolting combination 0.ohaha. pardon me. im hooked on to the word revolting =p</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112356668888332101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112356668888332101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112356668888332101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112356668888332101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/as-i-was-telling-guo-tong.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112333656553505662</id><published>2005-08-06T21:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:56:05.540Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im in love with johnny depp all over again.hm. i should say im in love with the golden ticket. that is so pretty!the set in charlie and the chocolate factory should really become an amusement park.with glass elevators!sry. im wonky.the movie's surprisingly not what i thought it would be.it's so..dark and sinister. and it's weird to see johnny depp act like that.although there were some parts that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112333656553505662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112333656553505662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112333656553505662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112333656553505662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-in-love-with-johnny-depp-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112299656539245547</id><published>2005-08-02T23:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-02T15:29:25.396Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>stop saying that you're sorry when you dont mean it.hai. if they dont give a damn. why should i.i dont think ******* was even present in the first place.i dont think you ever lost it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112299656539245547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112299656539245547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112299656539245547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112299656539245547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/stop-saying-that-youre-sorry-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112298325096876726</id><published>2005-08-02T19:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-08-09T00:15:39.696Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have a long night ahead of me.so i shall allow myself time to blog before i fall off the table and die of exhaustion.i supposed i convinced emm today after the whole long..um..talking, complaining, discussion and crying that i am a horrible, unsympathetic, unempathetic -. basically a vey disgusting - to have.i know i should be grateful that i am not going through what i think - is going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112298325096876726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112298325096876726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112298325096876726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112298325096876726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-have-long-night-ahead-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112281886142944695</id><published>2005-07-31T22:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-31T14:07:41.430Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dear karen,if you ever read this,im sorry.i know sometimes i shoot without thinking.i admit that it was your entry that sparked me off,but i was talking about the band in general more than anything else.nvm..some things are better said face to face..bye._____________________________________________________________________i dont understand why i ever allow myself to be in such stupid shit messi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112281886142944695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112281886142944695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112281886142944695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112281886142944695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/dear-karen-if-you-ever-read-this-im.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112281159222140470</id><published>2005-07-31T20:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-31T14:01:26.950Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i re read my entry.i realise im criticizing people without thinking before hand or putting myself in their shoes.i'm sorry really.maybe we just need a space to let out our thoughts.just like she does.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112281159222140470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112281159222140470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112281159222140470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112281159222140470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-re-read-my-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112281129258210726</id><published>2005-07-31T19:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-31T14:08:38.773Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just want to say that i've given up hope in every single person in band.i have no idea who's thinking whatand i think there's no way i can ever find out.i feel like a failure.we've tried so hard to bridge the gapi thought we were good to actually try to initiate the changes in band.very obviously, it isnt working at all.maybe what our directs did to us in some way was good.we were bonded.but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112281129258210726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112281129258210726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112281129258210726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112281129258210726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-want-to-say-that-ive-given-up.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112280321703313537</id><published>2005-07-31T17:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-31T09:46:57.436Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i really felt like crying after reading it.you had no idea at all how stressed she was.i mean yes. there were some things she shouldnt have said.but i mean dont you see the whole point.the fault lies in us.i know marks are important, PTs are important.but dont you think that keeping your word is important tooi mean why didnt we object to it or say that we cant make it,why did we not forsee that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112280321703313537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112280321703313537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112280321703313537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112280321703313537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-really-felt-like-crying-after.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112278645670827863</id><published>2005-07-31T13:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-31T05:07:36.713Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i see that our batch refuses to blog about anything that happened yesterday.i shall follow suit.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112278645670827863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112278645670827863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112278645670827863'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112237956893537966</id><published>2005-07-26T20:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-26T12:09:07.916Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New Singapore VocabularyNKF: (verb) - to cheat, to report lower or higher figures with an intention to cheat, to report false figures. Eg. Ah Beng NKFed his salary to impress that chio bu he was after without realizing that she NKFed her vital statistics by wearing wonder bra.NKF: (noun) - an organization whose modus operandi are dubious. Eg. AhLian left that company because she found that it is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112237956893537966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112237956893537966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112237956893537966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112237956893537966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-singapore-vocabulary-nkf-verb-to.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112229600622604970</id><published>2005-07-25T20:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-25T12:53:26.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>muahahahahahahaha.i sold off all my tickets and 2 extra circle tickets.whee. i feel accomplished.but then ticket sales are horrible so i should sell more.damn. if only it was full house like cadenza.hopefully things will change for the betterwell. things cant get worse cause people cant possibly refuse their tickets and demand a refund.okay nvm. im blabbering.WHATCHEVER.we're down to 5 days.doom </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112229600622604970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112229600622604970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112229600622604970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112229600622604970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/muahahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112220521917468937</id><published>2005-07-24T19:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-24T11:45:30.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>doom day's drawing near..argh. damnmy ticket sales are horrible.as in really horrible.thought i confirmed alot.but in the end everybody cant make it.BLEAHHHHHHHunisono presents are dead too.no. i should say they are non-existent.I AM SO BLOODY DEADmaybe i should just forget about them now and get them a few months after unisono when i have the time. [if you are from my section, please pretend as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112220521917468937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112220521917468937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112220521917468937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112220521917468937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/doom-days-drawing-near.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112211244102596130</id><published>2005-07-23T09:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-23T09:55:46.893Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my precioussssssss....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112211244102596130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112211244102596130' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112211244102596130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112211244102596130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-precioussssssss.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112203837051058156</id><published>2005-07-22T20:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-22T13:19:30.516Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i want it to comebut then again i dont want it to come.it doesnt bother me or not whether you are there, what you do.cos it's become so routine that i dont get pissed any more.okay. maybe i do get pissed. but that is so rarei was betrayed.we were all betrayed.stop running away.you know what. i think most of the problem lies in youit's just psycologicalit's just you.and it just irkes me that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112203837051058156/comments/default' 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type='text'>why do i even bother trying.i should just stop trying.as in stop playing it altogether.DAMN.ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHim irritated.im freaked.for everything.i wished i never heard of the word vibrato before.i wished i never heard of inn of sixth happiness before.i wish i didnt go for the previous band prac.im getting bits and pieces of stuff.if only he would really say it.haishi just wished he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112195269147186010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112195269147186010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112195269147186010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112195269147186010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-do-i-even-bother-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112177421988621606</id><published>2005-07-19T07:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-19T11:56:59.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've finally figured it out.today's band prac was so eventful.i was probably the one who reminded him of everything.think he was like reminded to audition our section for the inn solo cos i played it and it wasnt up to the standard he wants.argh. low notes low notes.i wish he'd tell us what he wants.it's scary being auditioned on the day itself.i mean it's a huge solo and i believe whoever's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112168559383344261</id><published>2005-07-18T11:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-18T11:19:53.840Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our second last sectionals was just gone. like that.second last sectionals to unisono. second last sectionals i'd be taking.i'd bet you alot of people dont give a damn.it's happened too many times that you make me think that's how you feel.im obcessed with low notes and vibrato!hurhur. not like i can make it lar.. sigh.inn solo! riverdance solo!grr, why is james galway so zai.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112168559383344261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112168559383344261' title='0 Comments'/><link 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TKWO is so damn freaking zai.grr</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112157283470541705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112157283470541705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112157283470541705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112157283470541705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/why-isit-that-everytime-i-depend-on.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112161106300939784</id><published>2005-07-17T23:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-17T14:37:43.013Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fiesta!im happy.dunnoe what to sayobnoxious personhaha. perhaps only emm and guo tong will know what im talking about.it's down to our last concertlet's make him smile like we did today:D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112161106300939784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112161106300939784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112161106300939784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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halter braHAHer.. and a pink bikini.excuse me. we</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112143133198904279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112143133198904279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112143133198904279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112143133198904279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-my-beloved-my-beloved-haish.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112126617288373477</id><published>2005-07-13T22:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-13T14:53:26.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is wrongwhy am i starting to get more and more disgusted with you.bring me back in time.bring me back to where we were sitting in esplanade after lunch during rehearsaljust him and us.the songs just keep on playing in my head.i keep on wanting to play them again.to undo the mistakes i made onstagebut unfortunately its all not possible anymore.we shouldnt be put on stage in the first place.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112126617288373477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112126617288373477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112126617288373477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112126617288373477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-is-wrong-why-am-i-starting-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112099908812812286</id><published>2005-07-10T20:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-11T10:46:38.256Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>postcard. heart and voice. shinning light. ocean.which one did we not screw up?none.and so we've failed to make him smile. again.ok. maybe it was a genuine smile.but then, everyone including the audience knows that we screwed it up.my band experiences all revolve around him. no matter in school or out of school.listening to tales and singapore rhapsody made me feel so lucky.and it saddens me that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112099908812812286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112099908812812286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112099908812812286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112099908812812286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/postcard.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112091222990209418</id><published>2005-07-09T20:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-09T13:35:50.723Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>go me.go us.good luck.i think we cannot make it.haish.as if the others give a damn.you are damn amusing.rah.blarrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian sian.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112091222990209418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112091222990209418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112091222990209418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112091222990209418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/go-me.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112082705097925756</id><published>2005-07-08T20:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-08T12:50:50.986Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>&lt;&lt;= kiss him!     okay. whatever.i've finally got rid of my bioi am screwedthink of sunday.hm.your whole life revolves around one person and that is her.one word from her and you die on the spot rite.haish.it's none of my business anyway</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112082705097925756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112082705097925756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112082705097925756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112082705097925756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/kiss-him-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112046962081271190</id><published>2005-07-04T09:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-07-04T09:36:33.806Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHgive me my gao tian qi.this is highly sadded.im unprepared for anything and everything.it's become a norm for me.haish.doing last minute work.whoot.love him love him..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112046962081271190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112046962081271190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112046962081271190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112046962081271190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/07/arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-112005058893573646</id><published>2005-06-29T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-29T13:09:48.940Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is bad.im starting to neglect my blog.im either too bored, too tired, too sian, or have nothing to blog at all.gahh.i want band pracs but i dont want band pracs.i like the songs but im sick of them.i dunnoe what's there to look forward to.im just playing through it without any feelings at all.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/112005058893573646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=112005058893573646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112005058893573646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/112005058893573646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-bad_29.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111987935425324690</id><published>2005-06-27T21:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-27T13:35:54.256Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RETURN ME MY HOLIDAYS!!!!sigh. upper sec students are so deprivedargh.my whole brain is euthanasiaah. yeshreality sinks in.my last band bbq is gone.and i left without being dunked.it just seems like a month a ago when we took overand now we're starting to pass the baton already.i hate you. i hope you know why.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111987935425324690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111987935425324690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111987935425324690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111987935425324690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/return-me-my-holidays-sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111965396269919201</id><published>2005-06-25T06:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-24T22:59:44.236Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tell me it was a misunderstanding.or was i just pmsing.but my instinct tells me its neither</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111965396269919201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111965396269919201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111965396269919201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111965396269919201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/tell-me-it-was-misunderstanding.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111910132062247084</id><published>2005-06-18T13:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:36:15.146Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a simple sentence to sumarise my whole day.my playing is shit.haish.pracs are so demoralizing.esp ensemble pracs.im like shit compared to rest of the people lar.now come to think of it.i dont understand why they even took me in in the first placelike nearly everyone in my section is in sec four.i'm in sec four too.and look at the standard of my playing.i probably cant compare with anybody in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111910132062247084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111910132062247084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111910132062247084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111910132062247084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/simple-sentence-to-sumarise-my-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111880840882661182</id><published>2005-06-15T12:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-15T04:06:48.830Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is bad.this is very bad.i am getting bored!!!!!!!!! dammit.grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgrrrrrrrgrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr  sheesh.       okay. i should stop. you'd become as bored as me reading my blog like that.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111880840882661182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111880840882661182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111880840882661182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111880840882661182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111874705558500811</id><published>2005-06-14T06:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-14T11:04:15.590Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHEE THIS IS SHO FUNNNNNNN!!!!ha. after collecting sho mani tealights i decided to light one.ha. yesh.i lit one in my room.and went down for dinnerthen i suddenly smelt smth burntso i thot i burnt the room.so i ran up.and GUESS WHAT!?!?!the wax turned transparent!!!!!!!sho sho kool ritez!!!!!i intended to dip my finger into the waxbut decided against it...er..just in case i burnt me finger.okok. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111874705558500811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111874705558500811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111874705558500811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111874705558500811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/whee-this-is-sho-funnnnnnn-ha.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111851034823320547</id><published>2005-06-12T01:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-11T17:19:08.236Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whoot. look at the time there manz.what the hell am i doing here.i dont think anybody that i know has gone through such a tramatising experience as this.and im supposed to take it like it happens everyday.well. i guess that's the one and only reason i would stay up so late apart from last minute physics performance tasks.i hope everyone's okay.it's one of the rare situations where you really dont</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111851034823320547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111851034823320547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111851034823320547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111851034823320547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/whoot.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111832188944829378</id><published>2005-06-09T20:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-09T12:58:09.453Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im in love with TKMB."Neighbors bring food with death, and flowers with sickness, and little things in between. Boo was our neighbor. He gave us two soap dolls, a broken watch and chain, a knife, and our lives. But neighbours give in return. We never put back into the tree what we took out of it: we had given him nothing, and it made me sad.""'I simply wanted to tell you that there are some men </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111832188944829378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111832188944829378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111832188944829378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111832188944829378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-in-love-with-tkmb.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111821952481271969</id><published>2005-06-08T04:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:32:04.816Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tata</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111821952481271969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111821952481271969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111821952481271969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111821952481271969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/tata.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111813557361853018</id><published>2005-06-07T17:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-07T09:12:53.623Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>capsodifuiaerIasdflkjasfdamasdfiahsoasdfkjhasdfdamnasdfoiuasdfvboredoaisdfhasdarghpasdfiuasdfadspissasdfmeasdfoiuahsfoffaosdifuadgahasfdlkjahdsfasdfjkashdf.asdfljuhasdlfkjhasldfkjhlakgo on. decipher it. sheesh.today's a happy day.why?cos i was slack and didnt do anything at all.hm.the lord of the rings theme wont get stuck in my head!!!i want it to get stuck in my head so i can play it!damn.i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111813557361853018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111813557361853018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111813557361853018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111813557361853018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/capsodifuiaeriasdflkjasfdamasdfiahsoas.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111804643700533298</id><published>2005-06-06T16:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-06T08:27:17.010Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHA.she is getting jealous isnt sheyay.hopefully cheryl allows us to bake browniesthen our section can happily make our specialityWHEEEi am proud of myself.SHEESHi realise i cant fry nuggets with my section. sigh.can i just pon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111804643700533298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111804643700533298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111804643700533298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111804643700533298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111797959469994914</id><published>2005-06-05T21:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-05T14:25:42.263Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>by the way.you are not the one being threatenedthey are the one being threatened.they are threatened by you to give up one irreplaceable experience in band that they havent even had the chance to taste.dont you think that is so unfair to them.yes. it was like that the last time.but it's not their fault that they cant persevere that long.cos they havent even heard the real music.and it's the music</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111797959469994914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111797959469994914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111797959469994914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111797959469994914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/by-way.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111797864566525987</id><published>2005-06-05T21:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-05T13:37:25.670Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>argh. i wanted to blog about it.but since * are not invited and just in case they read it i shall not blog about it..sigh. why not baby.but anyhow..WHY SQUIDS OF ALL THINGS??!?!?!?!dammit.do fluboes look squidish to you??=p=pamused amused.i wanted brownies..heh. we rock at baking..=pand our juniors take after us which is a good thing.haha. cookies and brownies are a fluboes thing.hah. bimbotism </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111797864566525987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111797864566525987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111797864566525987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111797864566525987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111788830920068107</id><published>2005-06-04T19:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-04T12:31:49.206Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been waiting.waiting for the day i can fall asleep in your armsfeeling your presence in the darkfeeling your skin against my cheek. smooth and cool but warm and cosy at the same time.your breath like a lullaby that lulls me to sleep.enough of my disgusting english..im tired.i need a good sleep.sleep without ...forget it.i see no use in describing since it is not possible to achieve it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111788830920068107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111788830920068107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111788830920068107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111788830920068107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/ive-been-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111777244170891634</id><published>2005-06-03T00:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-03T04:20:41.713Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i HATE the hols.cos i just sit at home, eat and watch tv.with nothing completed at all.i think i've been influenced by my mom.WHEEgot a change of specs finally.after not being able to see the board clearly for so long.hey. but it only went up by 25 degrees can.the nurse made it sound so serious that i thought it went up by like 100?I GOT A COOL FRAME.hah. okay i think it's cool.i am in love with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111777244170891634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111777244170891634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111777244170891634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111777244170891634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-hate-hols.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111762202123217491</id><published>2005-06-01T06:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-06-01T10:33:41.236Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ahhh. there's one whole good day gone to waste.I AM STARVING.i think that is like the understatement for the day.what's wrong with me man.pigging out like this.sign language is fun and meaningful.pple should go and learn it.haha. maybe one day me and guo tong can bitch in front of somebody through sign language and the person would know nuts about what we're talking about.hee. what a nice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111762202123217491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111762202123217491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111762202123217491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111762202123217491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/06/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111745392295315439</id><published>2005-05-30T19:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-30T11:52:02.956Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just went blog surfing.came across her blog..sigh.you know what?i know you are zai in your subjects, your english your bio your chem your chinesei know you want to do well for your physics. who doesnt.but that doesnt give you any reason to *** **** ****you not any better than your ******really.sighz.i should stop all this shouldnt i.i mean it's not like im perfect either.but it's stuff like this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111745392295315439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111745392295315439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111745392295315439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111745392295315439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-went-blog-surfing.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111745196415713755</id><published>2005-05-30T19:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-30T11:19:24.163Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi. here's part 2 for the day.i cant believe how many times i managed to malu myself.dammit.1.owen wilson=michael owen.2.tried to be friendly with this chinese class classmate.hey i KNEW that she wasnt waving to me okay...just that i was feeling nice and decided to say hiand instead what did i get?? a blank look..........DAMMIT3.maluated myself infront of him.okay only fatimah knew what happened,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111745196415713755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111745196415713755' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111745196415713755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111745196415713755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/05/hi_30.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111744216494594992</id><published>2005-05-30T16:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-30T08:36:04.990Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>harloe.im back from a bloody stuffy hot and sticky band prac.gah. i feel slackish.dont want to do work.dammit.i need to get down to work.argh.bored bored bored bored bored bored. i want a new cd.i want to watch anacondas.i want more gao tian qi.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111744216494594992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111744216494594992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111744216494594992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111744216494594992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/05/harloe.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111728140028173564</id><published>2005-05-28T19:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-28T11:57:30.783Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi.just came back from prac and im bloody tired.i dont care i need to blog.i've never had similar experiences playing in a band like this.it's like listening to a professional band livehaha. and i can tell im NOT contributing to music.cos i bloodily cannot make it.but it was really the most lovely feeling.although it was just prac.****** is super zai. omg she rocks.actually all the sections rock.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111728140028173564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111728140028173564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111728140028173564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111728140028173564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/05/hi_28.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5316942.post-111663341675891064</id><published>2005-05-21T07:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-05-21T00:14:51.963Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quote of the day:"you spend all of your youth making money, and you spend all of your money buying back all of your youth"i've decided that 'private blogs' is a paradox too.or was it said by guo tong. cant rmb.im starting to get pissed alot things.i dont think i was like that in sec 2s.i've faced too many of that kind of peopleand i've become like that too.or maybe i've just tolerated too much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111663341675891064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111663341675891064' title='1 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furtheranyway..i think guo tong's wallace huo is cute.esp. with sunglasseshe looks damn hot.okay. i hear guo tong screaming alreadyhaha. but then i think jasmine's ambrose [or however you spell it] is quite cute toowhen he doesnt wear specs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/feeds/111659578493460216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5316942&amp;postID=111659578493460216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111659578493460216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5316942/posts/default/111659578493460216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toxicated_love.blogspot.com/2005/05/hid-im-in-super-good-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>britney</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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