<?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-7964564548721100831</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:14:51.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liz</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7964564548721100831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chocolate spruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09085718442589363834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964564548721100831.post-6515590278818109612</id><published>2009-09-26T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T06:51:52.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daily ramblings;current addiction: youtube{rest}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmph, once again, please welcome the study queen.:/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been doing major work then went to Ion then work again then work then here; You'll never want to be me. NEVER. :8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;In school today, nat told me that her handphone was on "forgive me" by Leona Lewis. So I am going to show it to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YKqoeL1_xoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YKqoeL1_xoI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Look at the front part. Yeah, that''s it. I have to go do the thing my party girls want me to finish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;gtg and do the...thing?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7964564548721100831-6515590278818109612?l=someaddiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6515590278818109612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-ramblingscurrent-addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7964564548721100831/posts/default/6515590278818109612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7964564548721100831/posts/default/6515590278818109612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-ramblingscurrent-addiction.html' title='daily ramblings;current addiction: youtube{rest}'/><author><name>chocolate spruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09085718442589363834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964564548721100831.post-6477092096143859597</id><published>2009-09-21T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T06:44:57.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daily ramblings; addiction: Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Second post beat the first but i've got sn arm ache so spare me this time.I am in school, yes, boring school:/ In the library, it's... slightly better(or worst). There is this girl sitting beside me: short. She is at you know the penguin website thingy.&lt;br /&gt;--convo--&lt;br /&gt;1: hey, you dont have me?&lt;br /&gt;2: I'm there!&lt;br /&gt;1: No, i cant find you. Where are3 you&lt;br /&gt;--something something something---&lt;br /&gt;2: heeheeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;1: I like it:)&lt;br /&gt;lols not:/&lt;br /&gt;So lame, i cannot believe they are so immature,I was so NOT like that when I was their age:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gtg and do work:/ {hate it}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7964564548721100831-6477092096143859597?l=someaddiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/feeds/6477092096143859597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-ramblings-addiction-ipod-touches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7964564548721100831/posts/default/6477092096143859597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7964564548721100831/posts/default/6477092096143859597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-ramblings-addiction-ipod-touches.html' title='daily ramblings; addiction: Holidays'/><author><name>chocolate spruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09085718442589363834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7964564548721100831.post-5449942740654122144</id><published>2009-09-21T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T04:14:18.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daily ramblings;current addiction:chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't expect this post to be much of a WOW, WOW, but I'll give it all I got.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies when you're having fun yeah? It's not so fun right now in my house. I have no idea why but my brother is mad, at everyone. And for goodness sake, he's not even pubertal. He has no reason. Zilch.&lt;br /&gt;MY LOVELY LIFE SCHEDULE:&lt;br /&gt;8am-10am: Hiking at MacRichie.&lt;br /&gt;10am-12am: Breakfast at Adams Road&lt;br /&gt;12am-1pm: Study:/&lt;br /&gt;1pm-2pm: Lunch&lt;br /&gt;3pm-4.30pm: Tution{on a public hol? Yes, blame my mom}&lt;br /&gt;REST OF THE DAY PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I still have to study after dinner so there's something new?&lt;br /&gt;gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7964564548721100831-5449942740654122144?l=someaddiction.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/feeds/5449942740654122144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-ramblingscurrent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7964564548721100831/posts/default/5449942740654122144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7964564548721100831/posts/default/5449942740654122144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://someaddiction.blogspot.com/2009/09/daily-ramblingscurrent.html' title='daily ramblings;current addiction:chocolate'/><author><name>chocolate spruce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09085718442589363834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
